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Abramelin: "Never Enough Snuff" – 2020

энциклопедия: Abramelin

Состав группы:

  • Tim Aldridge – гитара, бас
  • Simon Dower – вокал
  • Rob Mollica – гитара, бас
  • Matt Wilcock – гитара
  • David Haley – ударные

Abramelin: "Never Enough Snuff" – 2020

Композиции:

  1. Never Enough Snuff
  2. Knife-Play
  3. Full Gore Whore
  4. Moon Dogs
  5. The Peeler
  6. Horror-Zontal
  7. Play With Your Prey
  8. Sparagmos
  9. A Head Fuck
  10. Pleasures (2019)

Лирика

1. Never Enough Snuff

It started as porn but porn makes me yawn
So you suggested we turn on the scat
And that was fun for a while and it did make me smile
Watching you gag as I shat
I tried to refrain from introducing the pain
But it's something I need to release
The thoughts in my head that just want you dead
To rip you apart piece by piece.

Never Enough Snuff. Never enough! Never Enough Snuff

You'll fear for your life as I sharpen my knife
I've so many tools for my art
The camera will zoom to capture your doom
You're tied up so let's make a start
Pliers & wires a selection of blades
A needle and thread to stitch
A plastic bag, my favorite gag
You're going down slow you bitch

I swear while I tear, nearly cum at the fun;
I haven't forgotten the love
You will know grief as I smash in your teeth
My cock fills your throat with one shove
Dead on the floor, you poor filthy whore
Your corpse a filthy train wreck
My cock I will wipe on the bloody windpipe
That protrudes through a hole in your neck!

2. Knife-Play

Time to play....

Tear at your bindings try to escape
Muffled screams through the loops of duct tape

Chorus
What I live for. Is what you'll die for.
What I live for. Is what you'll die for.

(The) Rancid funk of bowels letting go
Time to play, to let blood flow

A blade so keen like you've never seen
Razor sharp with a polished gleam

I'll make an incision with surgical precision
Connective tissue will be no issue

A heavy arterial spray erupts from the neck,
as the knife pulls away
Driving the blade back home
Face open wide, exposed teeth and bone

I'll make an incision with surgical precision
Connective tissue will be no issue

Stick it in and twist
Cracking ribs with a flick of my wrist
Driving the blade back home
From a punctured lung bubbles crimson foam

On my tongue, a coppery taste
Mouthing my blade with no disgrace
Tongue and lips are slit
Our fluids merge, this is it

Power-fucked with my knife
An abrupt end to your miserable life
Remains in bags with plastic ties
Dumped like trash, food for flies

Food for flies!!!

3. Full Gore Whore

A murderous child who'd butchered her friends
Siblings and parents, all come to their end
A taste for killing that could not be sated
Everyone prey, humanity hated

Full Gore Whore!

Tried as an adult, incarcerated
Left to die, segregated
No one to kill, so frustrated
A life that should have been terminated

Full Gore Whore!

A government plan, black ops all the way
Why waste such a weapon, let's not hesitate
Unleash this child on foreign soil
Let her bath in blood, let her mutilate

Arm her with weapons and amphetamines
Our tech will record our enemies screams
An artist at work, lives dispatched by all means
A dark twisted soul that's still in her teens

A right spawn of hell, the devil's own daughter
She'll rip out your heart, and gnaw the aorta
A spree that could end if only they'd caught her
A tsunami of blood, a young girl's need to slaughter

Skilled to kill a hundred ways
Tearing at flesh, muscle & bone
Corporeal appetites so vile
Appalling ways we'd never condone

So many lain waste by her murderous acts
Her dark hair befouled by the blood-soaked attacks
Our full gore whore, a pure maniac
Let's close this file and turn our backs

Full Gore Whore!!!!

4. Moon Dogs

The curtain of night is drawn
Yet the darkness is kept at bay
Activity stirs in the canine commune
Beneath the glare of the glorious moon

The change has already begun
The painful affair of sprouting hair
An unrelenting intimation of horror
Bodies contorting, anatomy morphing

They ready for the impending hunt
Licentious animals fuck in packs
A cacophony of debaucherous howls
An orgy vile, all doggy style

The pack is on the move
Sniffing the air; snapping, snarling
A suburban target, easy prey
Homosapien take-away
Don't you move, hold your breath
A black shadow of impending death
Ferocious golden eyes fixate
Claws are poised to mutilate

Filthy blood-flecked drool
Pours from twisted rows of fangs
Noxious breath from a malformed maw
Cloys the air, nothing but despair

Surrounded by the lupine pack
The pure dread of imminent violence
The ferocity of the attack is tremendous
Concede, no weapons can defend us

The lycan pack content with numbers
Leave none alive, no need for infection
The pungent smell of blood and offal
The Earth's stained red, but are all left dead?

A child's escaped but not unscathed
A bold new chapter in the making
A month from now, numbers multiply
Sounds of howls and helpless cries

Human-kind decreases, the lycans now the dominant species

5. The Peeler

Inimical thoughts that course through my mind, thoughts best buried, unseen
Sooner or later these thoughts become actions, let me explain what I mean
They call me The Peeler, that suits me fine, it describes my art to a tee
A collector of skin from the fat to the thin, it's all the same to me

A butcher of humans, a killer of man
Rending your flesh as slow as I can
There'll be no dying fast, you'll suffer and scream
The Peeler's at work, your hot blood will stream

I'll start round the back, stick my blade in your crack, scraping your spine as I slice
A pain so intense, that your mind can't make sense, fear not I'm extremely precise

A butcher of humans, a killer of man
Rending your flesh as slow as I can
There'll be no dying fast, you'll suffer and scream
The Peeler's at work, your hot blood will stream

Let's speak of precision. I'll make my incision, I'd put a good surgeon to shame
Rending live flesh is what I do best, I have to live up to my name

You looked such a fright, all red & white, glistening bright red, bones exposed
Twitching you shook like a fish on a hook, skinned from your head to your toes
I'm back in my lair with your skin and your hair, your blood splattered hide is now mine
Wearing your flesh while it's supple and fresh, a feeling I cannot define

But alas this won't last, your flesh hardens fast so it's back to work I must go
Stalking more prey, I am so keen to slay, I can feel myself starting to grow

Within the hour I'll unleash my power, stripping and ripping for fun
The Peeler is here, a name man will fear for many a year to come.

The Peeler is here, a name man will fear for many a year to come

6. Horror-Zontal

She'll get you when your horizontal
Feel her now beneath your skin
A parasitic death dealer
That devours from within

Sleep, a time to dream
Relax, and visit realms unseen
Defenceless, lost inside your mind
Fear strikes, it's you she's come to find

It's not a nightmare, this is for real
A subconscious attack you're gonna feel
An ancient thing, she'll make you her meal

She'll get you when your horizontal
Feel her now beneath your skin
A parasitic death dealer
That devours from within

Swimming, gliding through the darkness
Stalking, vicious and heartless
A vile thing, oozing hate
There's no escape, she's here to seal your fate

Now she's here, you can feel her inside
A foul presence, coated in black slime
A grotesque leech, barbs piece from within
She worms around inside, inflicting pain beneath the skin

Twisting, writhing, a dark, faceless dancer
Eats you from inside like a fucking cancer

Twisting, writhing, a dark, faceless dancer
Eats you from inside like a fucking cancer

She'll get you when your horizontal
Feel her now beneath your skin
A parasitic death dealer
That devours from within

She'll get you when your horizontal
Feel her now beneath your skin
A parasitic death dealer
That devours from within

7. Play With Your Prey

My children, my children they do as they're told
Unquestionable loyalty, instructors obeyed
For I'm their provider, a teacher, a God
A father, but not in a biological way

My children are carefully chosen
Selected, hand-picked if you will
Expectant mothers are regarded and studied
The unborn assessed, I move in for the kill

For the harvest of children's a messy affair
Extracting a life while taking another
I'd like to say it's a painless affair
But I care for the prize, not for the mother

Sliced open wide, torn from the womb
Child wrapped in rags and concealed without sound
Whisked away to be raised as my own
As the mother bleeds out with her guts on the ground

Its new older siblings will tutor the child
My brood of fantastical killing machines
The perfect assassins that none would suspect
Insidious infants to terrible teens

I'm expanding my tribe, forming a cult
Children now harvesting all on their own
With skills and no conscious they're a wonder to watch
Slice through the flesh, cut deep to the bone.

Once they're trained up, I contract them out
To clients who want someone out if the way
Make them die slowly, have fun, I say
Play with your prey before you slay

Play with your prey before you slay
Play with your prey before you slay

8. Sparagmos

A ritual passed down through the ages
To access power from ancient times
Ghoulish markings, unhallowed sigils
Accompanied by forgotten rhymes

Drugged and naked on the floor
Semi-conscious but quite aware
Eyes rolled back, your breathing shallow
Trapped inside my deathly lair

An offering to appease my queen
Is all you are and nothing more
I care not for your pleas, your life
Hold still as I insert my knife

A waiting skull, a baseball bat
I like to please, I am a performer
Throwing down with all my might
As the later caves in the former
My blessed kris is held aloft
I slam it down the chest impacted
Pulling hard toward your sex
Hands slide in, entrails extracted

The prize! Your guts are held above
Raining blood upon my face
The air shifts, a door is open
My mistress standing in its place
I catch glimpse but dare not stare
Humbled by this mighty presence
Smiling like a hungry shark
She eats your flesh, consumes your essence

My gift is sight of times to come
Of strength, of courage, ecstasy
(But) A residue's been left behind
Something dark inside of me

I feel it when I sleep at night
A horrid thing that's not my friend
An insidious, slimy passenger
That's with me now until the end

9. A Head Fuck

Revenge is a dish best served cold
And what I've cooked up will suit you fine
A specialty treat, my signature mark
Your just desserts, I'll take my time
An eye for an eye, but I'll take them both
For spitting your venom, vicious lies
Strapped to your table, hands and feet
The perfect height, in front of my thighs

My vengeful attack redefines extreme
You'll not live through this be sure if that
It's most unique, beyond degrading
The way I like to skin a cat

A power drill with hole saw attached
Opens the way for my morbid pleasure
Like a red-hot knife through butter
Teeth rip through scalp, pain beyond measure

Here comes the pain, the glorious pain
The strangest of feelings, my cock in your brain
A literal head fuck to drive you insane
My balls slap your scalp again and again!

A perfect hole, brain exposed
I take a knife to core out tissue
Lobotomized but still alive
I don't think lube will be an issue
I paw at my tumescent flesh
The rhythmic thrusting makes me grunt
An orifice so warm and soft
Deep inside your cranial cunt
My rigid cock inside your head
Rubs against your spinal cord
Your twisted face makes me smile
Into your skull my cum is poured

I wash your blood off in the shower
Watch it flowing down the drain
Lathering my rigid cock
Takes me back inside your brain

Here comes the pain, the glorious pain
The strangest of feelings, my cock in your brain
A literal head fuck to drive you insane
My balls slap your scalp again and again!

10. Pleasures (2019)

Stalking – your home seems so secure
Waiting – until the time is right
I see the light in your daughters room
I want to taste her fear and I want to rip her flesh
The time has come for me to enter your suburban dwelling
Excitement in my mind, explosions, my veins are swelling
Unwelcomed guest, you're not expecting me
An unlocked window, I enter silently
I make my way, slowly up the stairs,
Creeping in where, your parents rest their heads.
Two steel spikes, will stake them to their bed,
Writhing in pain, white sheets now dripping red
Your parents now disposed of, we can be alone,
I burst into your bedroom you can not be found.
I faintly hear you whimper from the corner of the room,
Frozen stiff with fear, now the fun begins
I rip off your night-dress, expose your naked flesh
Throw you to the cold floor gnawing off your breasts
With fingers deep inside of you I rip your virgin skin
You tear apart so easily, bleeding from within
I now tear chunks of hair out and then bite off your nose
It's not to spite your face my dear,
It's how it fucking goes
You cry and scream in silence and then your bowels give way
Handfuls of your body waste I slam into your face

Gagging on excrement I give you one last kiss
My hand on your crotch, your labia I rip
Our play-time is now over, I must be on my way
Good night my darling angel, pray you do not wake

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