Splatter Deluxe

The freezer's monster defiles your human fleshes.They're ready to be keptin my butchery's freezer. I mostly collect decaying heads,expression of terror in their last look.No reason for penalty,you'll be mutilated and you'll be crying.Torsos melting in your everyday meal,in my butchery's freezer! Don't wonder what you're eating,soon you'll be part of my collection.Eat and get weight,I'm gonna sell you as precious food.Come in the freezer' monster's butchery!!!!

In the Necroromantic's dungeonthere's his display of flesh piles,experimental compositions of body pieces.There are strong meathooks for his visionary works,a gallery of insane genetic crossbreeding,a gallery underestimated by the great art critics. Finding corpses is very easy,when you work in the morgue you always get fresh meat.Mutilation and defilement of cold stiffs,A perfect job for the Necroromantic!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 23, 2025

Splatter DeluxeSee what you want inside the cylinderSplatter DeluxeIt's only the name of that show If it looks to you like a cakeCertainly it isIf it looks to you like a chairCertainly it is If it seems you it is Splatter DeluxePick what you findSplatter DeluxeThere's no questionThere's no answer If it looks to you like an illusionCertainly it is

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 23, 2025

Human bodies disrupted by undeath,a purification-gurgling sematary. Pet(ting) Semataryplasma orgies.Pet(ting) Semataryrectal enjoyment. Rancid loveamong pieces of purulent fleshbarf haemorrhage forever. Pet(ting) Sematarya pile of indigestible meatPet(ting) SemataryNo more room for your purulent smell.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

Metal alloys and flesh in only one bodyforged to bring famine and plague.Robocorpse,you're human misery's mistake,the executioner of a devolved world!Cannibal technologyfed on the past's infected viscera,you will take us to your dark psychopathic realm! Robocorpse,you will maim our mindswith images of death.Apocalypse and dread for yet rotted flesh!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025

Gore, bloody obsessions.Gore, primal instinct. Killing, no longer for survival.A horror corrupted by welfare society! Gore, cruel vision.Gore, psycopathy. Killing to overwhelmin the society of power!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025

In the refrigerator number 29the body's not dead yet.No identity establishedfor a body to be butchered.The coroner will slice anywaythe healthy body won't wake up. Trading piecesamong internal doctors.Dr. Cockrotshall suck body parts again. Suck my corpsethe morgue at next door.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

A new TV serial,four rancid heads will make your afternoon nicer,a lobotomy you won't escape. Dawson's Cryptzombie masses populate the Earth. Dawson's Cryptpremature decline for your neurons. A new TV serial,you won't switch channel.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

Corpsex twothe new menù.Mixed fingers, salad and dessertand a new secret ingredient. Corpsex twothe new menùjust tell me what it tastes like

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

All you need is gorelust for violence. All you need is goremy blood is redlike the blood running from you. All you need is gorenothing in my brain is as it was before,I'll cook your flesh. All you need is goreyou'll be my tasteful dish.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

Feast at abattoirCows applaudWe are four on a meathookOur show endsCows shoot us a hook in the headWe are four on a meathookOpening our stomachsOur human blood flowsWe are four on a meathookNothing I said is trueSteaks of sorrow

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025

Evil night of an evil deathEpitome of illusionSacrifice of the unborn childEnter the kingdom of darknessSodomized for the ritualFor there is nowhere to runOpen the gates to the manifestationAnd grant me the powers of darkness[Chorus:]Infernal majesty, take this dead offeringFeeding the demon seed, evil bestowed on meExorice the power of deadInvert my cross of timeThe retaim of Satan anarchyInside my scared signLucifer bring me the legions of deathsAbbadon kill until nothing is leftOblivious to evil[Lead - Eric/Brian]Death of defiled the ritualsOf dreams and disillusionUnlock the box and gimp in painSummon the demons of darknessEvil Gods that fast with fleshPrepare me for the deadRelease me from the angels so righteousFor your God is dead

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 07, 2025

Rabbits are raining in by backyardbut I have a femur collection indoors.Finding femurs ain't easy 'cause rabbits rarely rain.Rabbits and femurs get togetherbut don't ask me why.There are no dead bodies hereor shitpilesor even coagulated blood. The demented teaches nothing,I'll give you no answers,just femurs and rabbits.The demented teaches nothing,I'll give you no answers.

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Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025