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The Banquet (Intro)
01:11
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Excrementum Vivere
01:23
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Squirted into existence
With a splash
Projected from a sphincter
Forgotten in a flash
Slurped into the abyss
Swallowed by the pipes
Abandonded while my father
Is caressed within the wipes
Forgotten and alone
The sewer now my home
Within the slime I roam
My screams, my cries and moans
Distorted by the foam
Slipping in my slime
A lonesome nugget of rectal discharge
An unexpecting reptile
Lurks around the bend
Perhaps into his colon
I will ascend
I grab him by the neck
And fling him in the wall
I now begin my journey
Into his anal hall
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I, Some Fan
00:32
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Crawling out of the shades again
Only to be pulled back into the mouth of madness
My memory is filled with falling tears, broken thoughts, shattered dreams
My face is like a mask, I cannot feel, cannot see
You
Involuntarily digested
As a piece of meat
Temporarily deceased
As the corpse I am
Involuntarily digested
Temporarily deceased
I'll tear these walls and rip these chains
And break out of this ugly place
Crawling out of the shades again
Only to be pulled back into the mouth of madness
My memory is filled with falling tears, broken thoughts, shattered dreams
My face is like a mask, I cannot feel, cannot see
You
I'll tear these walls and rip these chains
And break out of this ugly place
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Coulrophobia
03:22
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Circus is such a lovely time, don't you think
Fun for the whole family, bring the kids
Rollercoasters, jugglers, dancers, we've got all the things
You could possibly want
Clowns are funny
Mommy told me not to talk to strangers
Good thing you seem to know me well
Come here little one
I have some candy in my trailer
I want to show you something that you'll surely like
Children
All wrapped up in cotton candy
Waiting
For to be devoured
Trembling
With fear you can't move a muscle
This won't
Hurt, well maybe a little
Circus is such a lovely time, don't you think
Fun for the whole family, bring the kids
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Här sitter man i godan ro
Alldeles själv i mitt dunkla bo
När plötsigt min dörrklocka får sig en smäll
Där står de och förväntar sig att jag ska va snäll
"Kan inte du kränga nåra cider till mig?
Det är ju faktiskt estetfest idag."
Nej du ungjävel ska jag berätta för dig,
Att på det svarar jag:
KÖP ERAN EGEN SPRIT x3
UNGJÄVLAR
KÖP ERAN EGEN SPRIT x3
SNORVALPAR
Jag tar ett tag i kragen
Och föser till i magen
Medans spottet flyger säger jag
"Ingen sprit för dig idag"
KÖP ERAN EGEN SPRIT x3
UNGJÄVLAR
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Please allow me to introduce myself
My name is Dr. Gris
This is my abortion clinic
Trust me, I'm a doctor
Spread out your legs baby
Here we go
An inscicion made above the pelvis
Slicing deeper through the epidermis
Surgical ecstasy
Accelerating operation
Exposing the adipose tissue
Like succulent yellow caviar
Womb cleansing surgery
Digging steadily through the female reproductive system
Look out to your right and you'll notice the bladder
Excavating frantically but suddenly I'm interrupted
Seems I´ve forgotten the anasthesia
Sorry, my mistake
I'm Dr. Deletus, I'll annihilate your fetus
Trashing, biting, slicing and dicing
Ripping, sucking, extract the fetus
Pulling, tossing, swinging, flailing
Huffing, puffing, scraping
Hereby i declare this operation a success
I trust that i'll be paid in cash babe, thank you come again
Please allow me to introduce myself
My name is Dr. Gris
This is my abortion clinic
Trust me, I'm a doctor
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8. |
Juicy Lucy
01:10
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Poison rushes through the dried up vessels
10 times stronger
Juicy Lucy
Hallucinating
Needles puncturing the scaly, dead skin
Human cactus
Juicy Lucy
Necrotizing
Eyes exploding
Brain dissolving
Tissue rotting
Gangrene
With me… always
Juicy Lucy
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All of my life, I've had a desire:
To see the earth engulfed in fire.
Drench the world in kerosine.
Light the match and join me in.
Burn
Burn it to a crisp
World incineration
This planet is a torch
Blaze this fucking mäther
Barbecue the bastards taking up this planet earth
This will be my dream come trve, roast and toast and doom
All of my life, I've had a desire:
To see the earth engulfed in fire.
Drench the world in kerosine.
Light the match and join me in.
Burn
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10. |
Eye Zkream
04:34
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Who am I
My name is irrelevant
I fear you would forget it anyway
For they are many
Some would call me sick and depraved
A name that suits me well
I lurk within the shadows
Waiting for passing prey
Captivate with dark intentions
There's no need for use of force
My special little bait is enough
She voluntarily steps inside
My subject is but a mere child
Yet she will fulfill my every fantasy
Mesmerized by my serpent eyes
Persuaded by promise of treat
By my means of transportation
I take her on a journey
Far away to my little den
Down in the basement
I lead her down the steps then lock the door
She panics so I smash her to the floor
Fainted she is stripped down to her skin
Naked, gagged and tied, the procedure can begin
Her eyes are opened slowly
Her gaze meets mine
She starts to cry and scream
As I fill the hole between her thighs
Thrusting, pounding
Smashing, crushing
No one hears her screams
Rape her, cut her
Kill her, skin her
Then fuck the corpse again
Now that I have pleased my hunger
It's time to prepare her corpse
She's stuffed into my special machine
Then sold to the world to feed
By my means of transportation
I took her to the slaughter
She then began a transformation
Now she is ice cream
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11. |
Monopolyp
00:25
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You dug a hole for others
But you fell in it yourself
You wrote the verdict
But it was for you the hammers fell
Trapped in your own cell
There's no escape
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Behind the locked doors
Of a prison shower
Foul deeds are done
A broken body's laying there, on the tile floor
A broken sphincter is twitching violently
Bloodstains, running water mixed with feces, down the drain
Fumbling with the soap will lead to centuries of pain
The screams, they are terrible
From behind the doors of a prison shower
Flailing, screaming, the tearing of an ass
These sounds still echo in the halls as more are joining in
One, two, three, four, oh please don't be a fifth
An anus only takes so much, it's tearing in the seams
Behind the locked doors
Of a prison shower
Foul deeds are done
Behind the locked doors
Of a prison shower
Foul deeds are done
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Welcome to my humble kitchen
Where the maggots writhe in gore
Where the putrid reek is overwhelming
The final rest is here assured
They call me ”The chef of death”
That’s my name, my epithet
The culinarian of the deceased
A macabre gourmet feast
Corpses
In the oven
Voices
In my head
For the sake of recycling
I prepare your carrion
In true á la carte fashion
Cremé de la cremé
Á la homo sapiens
Boiled into jam, your brain is melting.
Your skull is used as bowl.
Hacked into stew
Thrown into the oven
The boiling pots of haggis on the stove are made of children
Eyelids in a biscuit tin
Pudding made from human skin
Gutted, drained and empty
Preparing
A feast of grand proportions
Slobbing, grinding, ripping
Tearing, separating skin from flesh
Pardon, s’il vous plaît.
Serveur, un oeil dans ma soupe
Aidez moi
J'ai vendu le beurre et perdu de l'argent
J'ai pris une merde dans le placard bleu
Hum hum, monsieur Karlsson est un porrrceh!
Drain the pus and bile from the bladder with a straw
Dispose unwanted limbs, such as arms with a saw
The dish should now be ready to be served to the pigs
An old family recipe that has held the test of time:
The festering of entrails and other fine side dishes
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14. |
Flight of the Pigs
02:21
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Look in the sky!
Is it a bird?
Is it a plane?
No, it's superpig
Pigs are flying and dropping bombs
Turning cities into catacombs
This is the dawn of a brand new time
In the sky, their fearsome sign
The reign of schwein has come
Our prison guards will be well done
Bwiiiiiii
Sick of being treated poorly
And mushed into a cage
Forced to live in our own feces
Fed the flesh of our own species
We won't take it anymore
The reign of schwein has come
This will be your final dawn
The human trash will soon be gone
We now take off skywards
Armed with wings and machine guns
Have no fear my fellow piggies
Victory is now at hand
The foundations of the earth will soon be shaken
No longer will we be bacon
Mincing and grinding
Parading their carcasses
Surgical extraction
Rip out their guts
Made into sausage
By natural selection
A feast for the piggies
Revenge for the slaughterhouse
Leaving the ground
We take aim for the stars
Tonight we feast on the bacon of humans
Käften Karlsson!
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15. |
Astro-Bert
02:15
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Blast off
To the stars, to save the world
My intestines pushed into my throat
Flat like a coin
Shooting from the surface of the earth
Like a sweaty angel I ascend
Beginning my journey to become
The Astro-Karlsson
Far into space
Greasy weiners my only company
As weeks go by
A blood red fountain of life appears
Mars
Though this planet always seemed
Like a desolate wasteland to claim
Science has failed us
The martians are no longer dreams
My landing plows through hordes of green
Crushing martian bodies
Squishing wives and mushing babies
I think I might have fucked up
Far into space
Sowing hatred and fighting for my life
But do not fear
Astro-Bert will return
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Fight me, you cowards,
And give me all your kôrv!
Smack me, you bastards…
And give me all your kôrv!!!
Claw me, and gnaw me and rip off all my clothes.
Rape me, and vape me
This Karlsson wants your kôrv!
KÔRV! KÔRV! KÔRV! KÔÔÔRRRV!!!!!
Damn you martians, give me all your kôrv!
"Now jävlar åker k-pist'n fram!
Spring era gröna fanskap om livet är er kärt!"
Squeeze them like a rulle gröt,
Then cook them in a bath of flôt.
This fine dish I'll prepare
Against martian despair.
So say grace and don't smell like swett
Ät upp kôrven så får du efterätt
My enemies have taken flight,
Conquered by my mighty might
But when the dust has settled down
I realize I'm stranded
No more kôrv!!!
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