1. Indigenous To The Appalling (Mutinus Human)

Dweller of the night
Mutinous human
Body deficient of normality
An outcast
People hostile to his form
Others fear
Is his enemy

Indigenous to the appalling
Dweller of night

Forced to live as an animal
Away from common man
Intensified with time
Primal instincts forced to emerge
Finding a taste for young human meat

Indigenous to the appalling
Dweller of night

Unaware that it's abnormal
Overtaking with bare habds
Biting into veins
With sharpened teeth
Draining ezistence
Consuming innocence
Only once to blame
Are those who were afraid

Forced to live as an animal
Away from common man
Intensified with time
Primal instincts forced to emerge
Finding a taste for young human meat

Indigenous to the appalling
Dweller of night

2. Lustmord

This feeling
Won't leave me
I need to relieve thee
By maiming and killing this bitch
In total secrecy
From some dark place
In my soul
Comes a new realm
Of depravity
Like a beast
I overcome her
And utterly
Destroy her

For I must surrender
To my feelings of anger
Hurting her
Derived intense erotic pleasure

Playing inside brings a new high
A paradise from which I can't hide

This feeling
Won't leave me
I need to relieve thee
By maiming and killing this bitch
In total secrecy

She suffers beautifully
As I rip and cut her internally
I know she still loves me
She was my wife

3. Path Of The Weakening

Struggling up the hill
Stuck and trapped
Searching for a new life
Crossing unknown land
During winter
Unable to move
Until the spring

We'll die by then
The show must melt
Trepidation starts
When the food runs out

The forlorn hope was formed
Elderly people sacrificed themselves
To find help or became food
For the starving
For the young

They drew sticks to see who would
Get eaten first
And who would
Challenge the gold
To find help

A courageous act
As the others
At they cried
The ultimate sacrifice
Has now begun
Staring death in the face

The paradise so longed for
Has imprisoned the illfated journey
In a frozen tomb

We'll die by then
The show must melt
Trepidation starts
When the food runs out

The forlorn hope was formed
Elderly people sacrificed themselves
To find help or became food
For the starving
For the young

We'll die by then
The show must melt
Trepidation starts
When the food runs out

4. Summarily Killed

Locked in a world conflict
A species very existence at stake
Forbidden to exit occupied territories
Forced to dig their own graves
Machine gunning thousands
Killed in full fury
Horrifying revelations
Heaving like a living sea

The mass starvation
And pain in their eyes

Final solution
Systematic extermination
Of a made to believe inferior population

Scenes of anguish and terror
Gassing vans, cremation chambers
Deformed experiments

Assembly lines of death
So called detention camps
Imminently became death traps
The healthy slave all day

While the weak whither away
Marches of murder
Killed in full fury

The mass starvation
And pain in their eyes
Burned into history

5. Sounds Of Loud Reigns

As I look at my friend he is weeping
Bullets striking condemned martyrs
Am I next
Blasting on a wrath of vengeance
Ready to kill every one of us
I must escape

Sounds of loud reigns

Some collpase in the panic
The fear is overwhelming
To look in their eyes
Could bring forth certain demise
Scattered shots and screaming
The situation has gone on too long
The nightmare gets worse

Exploding bodies
Friends glaring
With morbid
Glares of death

Running down a hall
I hear footsteps
Following close behind
Am I next
I must escape

As I look at my friend he is weeping
Bullets striking condemned martyrs
Am I next
Blasting on a wrath of vengeance
Ready to kill every one of us
I must escape

6. Execute The Anthropophagi

Arriving on a scene
Of ultimate atrocities
They can't believe
It's a cannibal army of fifty
Relief soon turned
To a feeling of madness
That family and friends
Has been butchered
By

A clan of mutinous humans

Now shackled and chained
Take revenge for their savagery
Beaten whipped and stoned
While being dragged
Down the road

To execute the anthropophagi

The crowd hungry for their death
Strikes a terror
We see in their eyes
Blind them for torture
Blind them to the rack
Gorging
Out the innards
Let them
Bleed to death
But not too fast

Feel the pain you have caused us
On your last day suffering
The women watched their men's lives
Be diminished
Then perished by flames
In a cremating decay
The notorious legacy ends

7. I Die On My Own Terms

While free in society
I was other people's nightmares
I was their reaper
Frantic on a killing spree
Щ took twenty before finally caught
Always being in control
Thriving on the power over

Others
Now it's changed
The judge is the killer now
And I become the victim
He gives me death
But I have other plans

No other human
Will take my being
This body
Now I must flee

You won't have your satisfaction
My form of escape
Always successful
Which will it be

I die on my own terms

Swan dive off the sink
Hang myself with my clothes
With my sheets
My gave I win
I die on my own terms

8. Sense Of The Diabolic

What plagues the brain
To drive a clever child
Into what we see
As a threat to society
Plucking his victims
From the veins of the city
An endless supply
Of new desires
Fill the craving for
A sense of the diabolic

The killers
Of Killers

Slumped the mangled body
Up against a tree
Like a hunched over scarecrow
In a fetal position

During torture
Trussed up like a hog
In the blackness of the forest
Screaming unheard

Gagging on dirt
Packed deep into the lungs
Eyes branded, have no color
Cornea engraved
Random incisions sliced deep
Through the muscle exposing bones

What plagues the brain
To drive a clever child
Into what we see
As a threat to society
Plucking his victims
From the veins of the city
An endless supply
Of new desires
Fill the craving for
A sense of the diabolic

During torture
Trussed up like a hog
In the blackness of the forest
Screaming unheard

The killers
Of Killers

9. A Violent God

Behold a white horse
And he who sat upon him
Was called faithful and true
And in righteousness he doth judge and make war
His eyes were as a flame of fire
And on his head were many crowns
And he had a name written
That no man knew but he himself
And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood
And the armies followed his upon white horses
Clothed in fine lines, white and clean
And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword
That with it he should smite the nations
And he shall rule them with a rod of iron
And the remnant were slain
With the sword