1. |
Picking at Slough
05:05
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Picking at Slough
Totally covered in crud pull the poison that must burst at once
Canvas is rotting inflamed with infection bubbling colors contusions return
Finally wanting to meet push the issue she always gets her way
Project an image mangling minds bruises blossom begging for burns
Charred in flame gutted by the shame pus razor in pushed a wound
Tears so deep lacerate to scars mutilate the head into chunks
Fucking chunks
Blackheads crop up straight in to sleaze
These pores are sores so large they breath
Abate less force flesh steaming wet
The face the feat can’t fake discharge
After it’s stripped up there’s no vision
Sliced with talent her name in blood
Cancelled underneath skin becomes crunchy
With no obstruction picking at slough
After it’s ripped up forgo incision
Scalpel is useless this is a maul
These cardinal moments wait til the shock lifts
Hooked into a heart picking at slough
Leeching off a live feed to form a dead seed
Without restriction raking it raw
She sees the first piece her interest increase
Million views a minute picking at slough
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2. |
Crib Death
03:40
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Crib death
Could have been good if it wasn’t for you
Fucked up with one fucked more with two
Could have had money could have had fun
Who knew ten pounds would weigh as a ton
Shoving the shit into the trunk
Packed in the back with the rest of the junk
Let’s go for a ride out to the lake
No saying how long this will take
Your birthday all zeros no pictures in frames
Small bodies in water my head in flames
I have been dead since you’ve been alive
Could have stayed home and make you taste knives
Roll empty bottles of supposed meds
Drink while you play dream of hammered in heads
No driver present a block on the floor
Misery moving off shore
Crib death
A sliced open stomach to pull out the slime
So hard to name these worst of times
Might have been different if there was some help
Sent out dressed in beatings with belts
No one is asking nobody cares
I wonder how fast you could go down the stairs
Put in the bag and tossed in the can
Burned every inch but the hands
Got a collection stored in a stack
Encased in concrete never turn black
You have a brother under the lid
You’ll be together and very well hid
A family forgotten in quick setting mix
Decaying decor behind the bricks
Pipes have burst there will be no rust
Children gathering dust
Crib death
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3. |
Cess Remnants
04:05
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Cess Remnants
Fetus splashes and squirms liquified womb ceased in agony
Smell fecal matter out the seems
A tiny face whimpers and screams dying in this room corners are quivering
Another opening bleeding losing weight
Lumpy and swollen black then rolled out from the gaseous gelatin
Skull is cracked forcing blood
Monstrosity of flesh viscera splatters
Can only grab the tip corpse rots now decay
Monstrosity of flesh viscera splatters
All’s left legs and hips corpse rots now decay
Some things slither from the light there’s another opening sealed by the flame
Innards turn brown doctor looking down dark chutes turn
Growing mounds of sludge that’s the sight of unwanted left in deformity
Torching the stains from another table cloth of the mother who died of exhaustion
Chokehold the fucker in a bath flush it away
Monstrosity of flesh viscera splatters
Can only grab the tip corpse rots now decay
Monstrosity of flesh viscera splatters
All’s left legs and hips corpse rots now decay
Ripped from womb to tomb
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4. |
Maggot Feast
04:54
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Maggot Feast
Open the eyes dead in the dark
Feeding on flies birthing in hearts
Squirming in flesh
A thousand feet down
All skin crawls
Hear it in the ground
Scum is sky bung on the breath
Lie in a writhe burrow to death
Liquid corpse slurps its face
Maggots for food can’t erase the taste
Slurry of muck viscous bones
Minus the teeth secrete then eat
Screens are eyes these towers pierce the skies
The whole of law is kill to be alive
One drop of blood to fuel the flood
That drowns the world in sludge
You have to kill to be alive
Caves of crust deep in the meat
Boiled in soil fever in yeast
Blood is black same as the shit
The end unends can’t fill the pit
Screens are eyes these towers pierce the skies
The whole of law is kill to be alive
One drop of blood to fuel the flood
That drowns the world in sludge
You have to kill to be alive
Close the eyes ribs are wax
Suck on spit limbs are lax
Bloated corpse fresh as it gets
Covered in sores absorb the wet
Quadrillion deaths everyday
More are born in layers lay
Burn in the sun break the bulb
Unlucky ones grow old in mold
Beyond the fear it don’t exist
Will last forever so hiss in piss
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5. |
Rid of Flesh
05:25
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Rid of Flesh
Caught in a cage that’s clear as reflection
Broken glass
Skin deep depth charge
Self-controlled no power of retention
Heaving mass
Peeled off with shards
No second chance to make first impression
Shattered cast
Push in pull hard
Torn from the meat and trash the depression
Bleeding blast
Clawed out from lard
Slowly now it’s rid of flesh
As its innards turn exposed
Dying rot until it’s dead
Slowly now it’s rid of flesh
Slopped in blood that’s slick with repulsion
Nerves inflamed
Screams locked inside
Slumped in a heap from excessive expulsion
Liquids drain
Shedding this hide
Pinned in a pose pristine presentation
Skin in skeins
Drown in riptide
Dead display waits for observation
Nothing feigned
In death feel pride
Slowly now it’s rid of flesh
As its innards turn exposed
Dying rot until it’s dead
Slowly now it’s rid of flesh
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6. |
Internal Infestation
03:50
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Internal Infestation
Nothing to you is all to me
Steep in soiled sheets as you creep the deep
I never felt so denied the truth’s more painful than the lies
Can’t help my dry fit clogs the drain
Our universe is starred with stains
Makes everything small is huge to me
Double wide white walled she’s royalty
I don’t know how these wires fried loads lack resistance in your lines
You’re like a shotgun to the head
Split one more hair go from red to dead
I live in my shit
Masturbate to a piece of it
Over there spreading again
There’s wage in want from new friends
If they come once they never leave
Skeet in the meat til the sweet is beat
While all your edges got so sharp built a princess palace under tarps
Your flesh will rot and ripen fine
Deaden by the day alive at night
The dark is so bright it blinds the shade
Every question you ask is like a raid
I don’t know why the hull got cracked your crimson cloak becomes your sack
Someone to slither in the slime
I chose who’s next to grease your grime
I fuck in my shit
Ejaculate into a piece of it
Over there shredded leaded fetid and dreading again
They rage in rut like old friends
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7. |
Choking on Blood
03:50
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Choking on Blood
Pierced by the pain of eviscerated veins wrist high
Hand grabs the fist and gives a little twist clockwise
Separate the cells and complicated smells per slice
Fire for the torch is grossed and engorged all night
A through E on permanent repeat for life
Sewers in the floor she calls through the door lock tight
Hear an extra voice and video the noise inside
Stung on the lips kiss amputated hips then died
Light is the knife
There’s escape but it’s not with your life
It’s all black and blight and never remember last night
Take new shape with a dedicated scrape small lines
Body in a case that was fucked in its face big time
Skin suffocates while another one waits outside
Middle of a lung where hidden limbs hung don’t shine
Language unknown in the smoke and the bones no sign
Flesh in a spray is hard to create most times
Broken blood clot and a hole lubed with snot no bind
In the center of a tomb is this motel room rewind
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8. |
Dissected Infected
04:16
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Dissected Infected
The Wi-Fi has dead eyes at night
In real time and buried in light
How much blood to overflow the bin
Starts at the end and the script is the skin
And to die now is all the way live
This bleeding edge leaves no trails behind
Everything that’s going on is crossing a line
Another bucket cause this one got split
Wipe off the mask and get the spill kit
All the air in here a smothered red
Blow up the blows to the back of the head
And to die now is much too soon
This installation will flood the room
Everything that’s going on is crossing a line
Dehydrate in the front row seat
Sewn celibate and cried to sleep
Worn like a scar a damp bralette
Humidified to collect the sweat
Pull the teeth take the need to eat
Rude with the tubes no shit on the sheet
Paid attention daunt with the dote
Remove all the limbs and the cords in the throat
Pulse is rising
Pulse is falling
Torso in a box no need for a lock
Never get cold and always so hot
Head still attached no need for a latch
Hung by a thread we’re tied in a knot
Everything that’s going on is crossing a line
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Threnody Reading, Pennsylvania
Threnody is a Reading, PA based Death Metal Band from the 1990's. Currently rereleasing a 30th Anniversary full length Album
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