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2. |
God Is Meat
02:26
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God is Meat
The room is dark but for a single candle.
A slight breeze stirs the flame.
The smell of shit is the thick soup of the air . . .
God is here; and He’s holding an axe.
A body lays before Him, opened up in prayer . . .
The room is darker now.
The candle has burnt low.
No breeze moves the flame.
Blood and shit is the air we breathe . . .
God is Me,
and I am no longer holding the axe.
A dead girl lays before Me.
And I am eating her . . .
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3. |
Long Pig Dementia
04:29
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Long Pig Dementia
The end is but the beginning . . .
The sun rises but it’s the moon . . .
The food I eat crawls away from me . . .
I pry a fingernail from between my teeth . . .
The sky is Night and It has captured the Sun . . .
The clouds are fresh human scalps still dripping . . .
The left-overs from my fridge
crawled out into the rain . . .
the wet is a thick effluvium
and my food is ruined
because it drowns . . .
The end is never ending ending never . . .
The Sun became the Moon
raped by almighty Night.
The food I half ate
became my lover . . .
My tongue flicks at a piece of cuntmeat
lodged ‘tween my teeth . . .
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4. |
Sanguinary Bedlamite
02:05
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Sanguinary Bedlamite
I have meat hooks in my closet;
chunks of dark meat hang from them.
Dried and corrupt, these used to
be the children of my neighborhood . . .
At Night only the crickets sing
and I take the children down.
We dance under a bloated moon;
a moon that seems to be filled
with foul, diseased milk . . .
threatening to burst and lay
ruin to my Nights enchantment . . .
New insects chitter and hiss and warn;
and I heed their message:
The Night-Cyclops is blind but
the hunters are near!
So I take the children to where
the Earth meets Water.
There I set them to Fire;
scattering the ashes to the waves.
I chitter and dance,
and when day is born,
I will find a new home . . .
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5. |
A Strange Calm
03:19
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6. |
The Fisting
01:05
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The Fisting
Oh my gah!
You’re so hot,
You sound so good,
Let me fist you . . .
In your mouth
In your twat
Up your ass
Let me fist you!
Let me fist you!
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7. |
Sewer Stench Love Song
02:53
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Sewer Stench Love Song
So many faces, so many mirrors,
and as always, I refuse to look;
because I know that I am there . . .
neck deep in a pool of stagnant water
encircled by an armada of turds . . .
And Love is lost to Lust.
And needles dance on the arms of children.
And the steam of sewer meat rises but never falls . . .
Too many faces, too many mirrors,
and as always, I regretfully look;
because I know that I grow old . . .
a relic submerged in a pool of fetid water,
to be set upon by man-eating turds!
And Love is lost to Lust.
And needles dance on the arms of children.
And the steam of sewer meat rises but never falls . . .
And Love is lost to Lust
And the turds taste me!
Soft and obscene is the pain . . .
I drown in Lust; Love is always lost . . .
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8. |
Eat The Bones
02:11
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Eat the Bones
Look at what you’ve done.
Look at what you’ve done,
You filthy pig!
Did you eat the flesh?
Did you drink the blood?
You filthy little pig!
Now eat the bones.
Eat the bones!
Eat the bones!
Suck the marrow from the bones!
Eat the bones!
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9. |
In My Mind
02:30
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In My Mind
In my mind these sluts are freaks-
their clits are worms and some have beaks!
I’m in their bar and I’ve drank too much-
where the Hell did I end up?!
In the darkness,
I am licked- by tongues with teeth!
What the fuck?!
This is fucked!
In the dark I have no clothes-
I pissed myself; they ate my nose!
I shit myself and they licked it up!
In my mind I know it’s real.
In the darkness,
I am licked- by tongues with teeth!
What the fuck?!
This is fucked!
One by one they mount my cock;
Seems like days that I’m hard as a rock.
I scream to cum in one of these freaks;
too late I realize- their cunts also have teeth!
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10. |
The Humongous
03:39
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The Humongous
I
Alas, I ran into it Behind the Wall of Sleep.
She is a beast of mammoth size!
I stared at her seemingly endless expanse of mottled flesh;
And gaped at the many bugs crawling into her mouth that she ate . . .
II
I tried to run from her varicose grasp,
but fell into the humid vapor of her swamp-mess- sex . . .
I gagged, and fell to my knees as she fondled my dick;
I tasted her yeast-drooling cunt and shit-caked pubic hair!
III
I retched from the stink of her juice stuck to my face;
My head is inside her tentacled gash!
The walls are ripe with polyps oozing fecal cheese.
The beast is sucking me into her cavernous second mouth . . .
IIII
I’ve bathed in after-birth-
‘twas the Whorebath of Dark Gods;
I’ve been to dungeons
with Demons and their sluts.
I’ve seen the Goddess-
Her many arms held me in wet dreams-
Now I’m in Humongous-
and I can hear her anus scream!
I cannot breathe!
My life is damned!
Her lust devours me . . .
V
Crawling through her uterine wall,
I reach the twisted maze of guts.
There I find a zombie
that tries to bite my face.
As I tear apart the dead thing,
I see more holes and streams . . .
and still I hear the beast-
the songs her anus screams . . .
I cannot breathe!
My life is damned!
Her lust devours me . . .
VI
Now I’m in her rectum-
choking on mounds of shit.
This nightmare is no wet dream,
I’m drowning in fecal spit!
Then I find her ass lips
and pry the gristle apart-
come to find I’m a living turd
expelled from the CuntHumongous Whore!
I cannot breathe!
My life is damned!
Her lust devours me . . .
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Feral Viscera Phoenix, Arizona
PhilH is the former guitarist/songwriter for Nuclear Death. Along side Feral Viscera, is theband Whorror. These two bands make up The Nuclear Death Cult. Visit the website wnevilminds.wixsite.com/nucleardeathcult
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