Cephalectomy / Bound in Human Flesh

The axe-weilding madman The undying corpse The grasping spectre As i have grown so has my fear.... The cold in the back of your mind... The knowing that it is all coming to a very slow and agonizing end That that feeling is no longer just a shiver but something realized The grasping spectre Its petrifying touch Was how it all began The night she came to me, in my dark hallowed hall Like a fogs fading mist she entered my vision With a cold sweep of her arm lay her hand upon me Pain filling my ears, i fell to my knees Blood from my nose, salty to my lips.. Screaming! Numbing cold penetrating my very entirety Suddenly she was gone, my mind numb with ((eerie shock!)) Since that cursed night she has often come to me Sometimes in fear, sometimes in sorrow.. Screaming! There is no way back, i'm loosing grasp on myself Madness steps in as sanity's hold begins ((fading to black!)) I sought solace in others. Those who may help her cease The compasionate caring friends A devoted father of the faith The ever observant brain shrink They have all failed! She comes to me at night Here in my tiny padded cell The caring compasionate friends The devote father of faith The screaming never ends! They have all failed! In this sanitarium.. In this jacket He came to my bed.. I lay strapped The empty eyes of dementia promise me salvation Through the pitch forest.. Fleeing the jacket We run endlessly.. No longer strapped Through the whipping woods she came to me. No longer in fear and no longer in sorrow but now filled with rage I could do not but collapse, in agony and fear My ears filled with blood, my eyes with white pain I have nothing more for her.. My mind is shut Through endless woods i followed my releaser until we could run no more We stood in the dark, desperately gasping for breath The moon illuminating, only forms of shadows He was watching me, intently with a burning gaze "She is making me do this, she brought us here.. A curse upon your soul!" The gleam of steal caught my eye How beautiful it is in the moonlight "The touch is her curse, foolish bastard!" It is in his hand The axe weilding madman "Die!" I must flee! Through woods and whips Run blind in terror Quicken your pace No need for haste The man behind you Will hack off your face. (repeat and on the second time sync vocals for last line.) Death follows closely, with no reluctance, for the work to be, done on this relentless night The grasping spectre The axe-weilding madman Footing gives way, to the wet forest floor, as i grasp for a, hold to right myself and escape The loathsome spectre The death weilding madman One axe to the back Its relentless attack The man behind me Lunatic of her making Slowly i am set free As i had grown so has my fear. The cold in the back of your mind The knowing that it is all coming to a very slow and agonizing end That that feeling is no longer.. Why will death not set me free A curse upon my soul No freedom in death The undying corpse There is no release...

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Reagent Returned from Austria with knowledge of regeneration. A mentor dead from causes unknown.. The prize medical student arguing the ideas of life, time and death. Labeled as a witless kook. Dan Cain.. Mad doctors roomate.. Megan Halsey.. Roomate's fiance Herbert West.. Giver of Life! The reagent must be perfected. The dead are not happy to be waken from their eternal sleep Experiments must be performed.. Subjects must be found and the living must be re-animated! It all began with his roomates very dead cat.. Upon being issued with reagent kitty gets cranky And tries clawing out the good doctors eyes Dan returns home to help subdue his fatal feline To the morgue they venture In search of a fresh corpse The unhappy zombie rampages Killing the rather unhappy Dean Things have gone terribly wrong.. Carl Hills jealousy shall be his undoing With Carls head living head in a pan.. Megan has been kidnapped by the madhead A host of corpses to inject with the glowing green life serum Dr. West and Dan must destroy the living dead to get her back In the ensuing orgy of gore megan is left mortally wounded Dan has lost his rational mind.. Megan must be re-animated Returned from Austria with an unsettling knowledge. Terrible happenings at a medical university Experiments have been performed. Dead have found life and the living have found nothing but death..

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

At a certain point in your life, you start to realize you know more dead people than living. At about this same point, you also start to realize you will do anything for true love.. His name is Francesco, engineer of the dead The Buffalora Cemetary is plagued by unsettling circumstances in which the dead rise from their graves Francesco is not alone in his quest to keep the dead, dead. He is joined by his mute assistant Gnaghi Keep them Dead! It was the Cemetary.. Her husband dead, her weeping at his grave He found love there.. He found her alone It was over his grave they found each other Marble Orchard makeout.. Sex on her husbands grave He is not dead. Upon escaping his tomb he finds her neck She has been destroyed.. The only woman he ever loved To the grave with her.. To await her impending return Endlessly he waits until finally she rises from her tomb Its not her.. She must be silenced as Gnaghi understands. Set upon the living in states of lucid dreaming he lashes Taking the lives of those who languish Beseeched by upswings in buisness he toils restlessly All the while returning the dead to the ground She returns to Francesco as someone else Leaving him with heartache and impotence Gnaghi finds love with the mayors daughter As she flees with her love on a motorbike They meet a fiery end with a bus of boyscouts Massacre! Insomnia! Hopeless! Massacre! As Gnaghi finds love with the severed head of the mayor's daughter Francesco claims to have found love once more with a college student No love.. She was a whore so she paid with her life in a fiery hell Gnaghi looses his love to a gunshot when she kills her poor daddy Back to the cemetary.. Lines of the living blur with the dead No love to be found.. They must leave Buffalora What exists of the world beyond this place? Marble Orchard massacre! The deaths were mine!! There is nothing.. Nothing left of the dying place for them. Drive as far and as fast as you can Until you reach the edge of the world At a certain point in your life, you start to realize you know more dead people than living. At about this same point, you also start to realize you will do anything to escape reality.. There is nothing..

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Ive the smallest recollection of humanity and the grace of men. Before everything fell into darkness fell into darkness I awoke into a nightmare Deafening screams filled the petrified air Chaos lurked through my senses As i rose to find the source of the resounding confusion A vision raced before my straining eyes A shape in the dark, but not a form of familiarity I fled through doors to find not but havoc and maelstrom There was men and women filling the streets Only to be ravaged by dark shapes of beasts Rivers of blood raced through the city artery Lit only by the occasional city light Running and racing i fled through scenes of death Only to find explosions as gas tanks found fire As i awoke my eyes burned with light A pain upon my mind of horrid dreams Yet as the brilliance left my eyes I found horror in what i saw around me There were bodies upon bodies in the streets Ravaged by those dark shapes of beasts The city's artery caked and stained in blood I quickly withdrew my sight and lost all control As i grasped my head in my hands.. screams I lost track of existence as horror raged all around It's all gone.. existence! Nothing left.. armageddon! Spawn of hell.. took it all! Chaos grips me.. the name of god?! My mind has found utter fucking hell! I've the smallest recollection of sanity before they came here Before the day hell broke loose As i taste this cold steel.. Such be the fate of men that day When the bowers of hell rose up The fiends shall have their vengence All that remains.. Sanity's Final Requiem

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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