SWAMPED IN GORE

1. Borivojs Demise



2. Incinerated
Fire surrounds, searing flames lick
Skin and hair burnt
Human flesh burning sweet
Now sauteed meat, cooked alive

Die by fire, painful death
Flames ignite your flammable breath
Intense heat sears your soul
Body reduced to blackened charcoal
The bowels of hell aren’t this hot
Cremation does away with rot
Tissues melt into burning muck
Incinerated

Head deep fries, broiling brain and eyes
Skull a pressure cooker
Exploding fireball, muscle and flesh
Now creosote fused to the bone

Die by fire, painful death
Flames ignite your flammable breath
Intense heat sears your soul
Body reduced to blackened charcoal
The bowels of hell aren’t this hot
Cremation does away with rot
Tissues melt into burning muck
Incinerated

Bones and teeth nothing but ash
Dental identification gone in a flash
Grilled, burnt and black as you burn
Cremated - you now belong in an urn

Organs to cinders, internal gases ignite
Combusting within, singing intestines - a gristled stiff
Fat burns like crisco napalm - burning globs
Smoldering cadaver, the end result a putrid pyre

Die by fire, painful death
Flames ignite your flammable breath
Intense heat sears your soul
Body reduced to blackened charcoal
The bowels of hell aren’t this hot
Cremation does away with rot
Tissues melt into burning muck
Incinerated



3. Swamped in Gore
A grave - robbed corpse is a souls disgrace
Smother the decay of carcass into your face
Septic wash drowning in a retched river of excrement
Shriek soundlessly
Eyeballs burst as skull begins to crush
Head now nothing but blood pulp and mush
Disemboweled abdominal organs internal
Blood and guts run in pain so infernal

Hopelessly swamped in gore
Pathetically swamped in gore
Horribly swamped in gore
Gloriously swamped in gore....

Limbs are sloppily severed, you’re still alive
Cannot walk or grasp - brain still registers
Belly slit intestines spill out upon the floor
In a few agonizing hours life will be no more
At the moment you’re entangled in your entrails
Death comes bladder bowels let loose
Voluntary organs fail
Bloated ripe cadaver, foul odor reeking with might
Breaks open easy maggots ooze everywhere

Hopelessly swamped in gore
Pathetically swamped in gore
Horribly swamped in gore
Gloriously swamped in gore....

Reek of meat mortis
Scenes of gore are never ending
As you’re engulfed in a death pit
Up to your neck in hellish bile
Dead waste so vile
Fatty breakdown of flesh and organs
After years fill this cesspool
Acidic paste eats your body
Toxic jelly from rot
Blood, pus, and liquids internal excrete into this
Mess vomit bubbles through your chest and neck
Swamped in gore...

Limbless on your back, all you do is bleed
Castrated penis onto tongue, you must force feed
Disgusting flow of mucous, bile and all digestive juices
Blood, saliva, pus, urine, shit and all vital fluids
Worse than hydrochloric acid is the fatty
Breakdown of flesh and organs
That fill the pit, creating a vulgar paste
Revolting vile rancorous goo eats you alive
Soon you’ll be another corpse
Swamped in gore...



4. Bag Full of Parts
Inside a canvas bag a horrid shocking find
Butchered body parts, atrocity of the worst kind
Decapitated head, severed hands and feet
Jellyfying organs, decomposed rotting meat

Bag, Bag of body parts
Full of rotting parts
Bag of body parts

Floating in a lagoon a putrid revolting sack
Water helps preserve flesh, facial features intact
Limbs sliced, sawed, broken and badly torn
Flesh cut poorly, the blade was dull and worn
Pieces, members, and organs thrown into the bag
Emanating noxious odor makes one gag
Disposal the motive why the bag was brung
Ribcage cleaved and split removing each lung

Bag, Bag of body parts
Full of rotting parts
Bag of body parts

Beheaded, disemboweled, extracting each eye
Chopped to pieces is a profane way to die
When vile acts seem to end a new one always starts
Repulsive discovery this bag full of parts
Custard mortis film, bacteria newly fresh
Algae from water deteriorates the flesh
Body parts litter this dark lagoon
Grisly remains other ones shall surface soon...



5. Dismembered Carcass
Amputated appendages, limbless now
Nothing but a useless torso
And a sack of shit - filled organs
Dismembered carcass
Infectious gangrene has spread
Any longer you’ll be dead
Arms and legs contain the disease
Severed at shoulders and knees
Heart unhealthy pumps immobile
With these bloody stumps...
Disfigured rotting corpse
Cadaver limbless now
Dismembered carcass, Amputated strife
Dismembered carcass, Severed from a knife



6. Devourer of Souls
Most think when death comes
That spirits are judged
These cheap beliefs can burn in hell
Hopeless truth dying time cometh
Spirits become my prey
Satisfying my unholy appetite
Within me all are equal
Being eternally digested

Death is the unknown goal
When you are deceased
I devour your soul

Some souls may become free
But limbo is a dark ocean
And I am the shark, only time
Before I bite and feast
Then another should eternally digest
Into this dark gods gullet of the damned
Afterlife unfortunately is just
Another different hell

Death is the unknown goal
When you are deceased
I devour your soul

Forget your savior I am the only salvation
Afterlife hell, now prepare for the miserable duration
For the newly dead, black bells begin to toll
As the unholy god of agony devours another soul...



7. Awaken by Stench
This coffin isn’t big enough for me
Silk, satin and lace surrounding thee
I hate being dressed up
They’ve got me looking fucked up
I want out, no one’s stopping me

My fingernails have grown strong enough
Inch long, sharp, ripping through this stuff
Wood shavings falling in my face
Who could stand the smell of this place
How much more can I bear
I’ve broken through the last layer

Arise from the dead, awaken from the stench
Body’s that are decomposing, thousands of them
Decayed and bloating
The reek of them magnifies by how old and they died
The smell of these corpses decomposing gags me
Odors of the corroding
I must get away from this putrid stench until then
I will not rest

The soil pours in at a steady rate
Falls on me and I push it all away
My bed is getting filled up
My body starts to move up
Through the hole in the lid that I have ripped away

The weight of the dirt falls on me
It’s broken every bone in my body
Kicking fractured arms and legs about
Won’t be much longer until I’m out
I’m getting close, I’m gaining my sight
Poke my fingers through to the daylight

The soil pours in at a steady rate
Falls on me and I push it all away
My bed is getting filled up
My body starts to move up
Through the hole in the lid that I have ripped away

The deceased - Sense of smell
Detects rot - and awakens this lifeless shell
Now I claw - from hallowed ground
To this reeking stench - I’m no longer bound...



8. Gore Hog
The - Gore hog brings death
Tusks soaked with warm blood
Immense pig of doom
Snout basted with gore
Tusks disembowel
Entrails pulled out
Blood encrusts it’s hair
Ribcage, lungs, intestines fly through the air
The gore hog shall come
To lay waste, it will crush you into a pulpy paste
It’s jaws smash your head
Scarfing down your brains
Smothering snout in your demise
It defecates on your remains
The - Gore hog brings death
Hamhocks from hell...



9. Gobbling the Guts
Cannibalistic cravings I enjoy dining upon
The flesh of the living or deceased
I drool at the thought of soft fleshy organs
Prepared or raw to become my feast
I consume innards, chase them down with blood
Swallowing mouthfuls of the nauseating swill
Sauteed lungs, barbecued stomachs
Cooked and raw organs, I’ll eat my fill

Gobbling the guts, intestinal fortitude
Gobbling the guts, dine upon organs
Gobbling the guts, disembowel the abdomen
Gobbling the guts, eat the fetal embryo
Gobbling the guts, baptized in the pancreas
Gobbling the guts, shower in excrement

On the stiffs I dish out the entrails
And prepare to enjoy a delicious corpse feast
To be uncouth is usually accepted
I chew the bones clean like a beast
Intestines I find are hard to chew through
A tug of war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw
Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate
Blood, gore, viscera, salivate down my maw

Gobbling the guts, intestinal fortitude
Gobbling the guts, dine upon organs
Gobbling the guts, disembowel the abdomen
Gobbling the guts, eat the fetal embryo
Gobbling the guts, baptized in the pancreas
Gobbling the guts, shower in excrement

Now I gobble your purulent fucking guts

Fresh warm eyeballs are a delicacy
I pluck them out and then hastily chomp
Salty to the taste but sometimes sour
I cause them to burst with a stomp
Undissected abdomens are a cornucopia
Sickly munching on a cadaveric platter
My macabre appetite makes meals from men
Gobbling deceased organs and splatter...



10. Cannibal Crave
Graverobbing cemeteries, body parts I steal
Using the meat and flesh to consist of my meal
Often necrophilia invades my deranged twisted head
Spending sexual tensions making love to the dead
This is my way of life as now it shall remain
Fetishes for organs sick thoughts within my brain

I butcher and slaughter my fellow man
I alter the food chain with each sick plan
Human meat fresh or from the grave
Satisfies my insatiable cannibal crave

Some nights I dress in ornaments of flesh
Beneath the night I dig for organs not so fresh
The sight of a corpse makes me salivate
I know I’m mentally sick, these thoughts aren’t right
Compelled to make use of the deceased
For the craving on human meat I’ll feast
Dining upon my own related species
Digesting the race of man into my feces

I butcher and slaughter my fellow man
I alter the food chain with each sick plan
Human meat fresh or from the grave
Satisfies my insatiable cannibal crave



11. Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead
Finally, dying day come and gone
Inside your grave you lay at the break of dawn
Now you find your soul hasn’t left this hallowed ground
Spirit screams for judgement but makes no sound
Agnostic beliefs when you had been living
Beg for judgement and the gods to be forgiving
Physical body rots but not your soul
Verdict is limbo, eternally stuck within this hole
Down to where the damned dead dwell
Never to see heaven or hell
Death has given a cursed touch
A cold casket you eternally clutch

Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead...

Enternally trying to break but there’s no hope
For heaven, or hell you wearily grope
Inside this box, blackness is all you see
Claustrophobic, you cannot ever be free
If alive, you would change your way
Promise faith, and pray for days & days
No longer, a living mortal being
Fate sealed, perpetual darkness all yours seeing

Down to where the damned dead dwell
Never to see heaven or hell
Death has given a cursed touch
A cold casket you eternally clutch

Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead...

Laying for ever within - a cemetery plot
Hopelessness eternal compaion
Fills you with mortal dread
Salvation never comes
Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead...

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