Rhapsodies in Red
Eroded epigastrium ambrosia constipates my pylorus my urge to excretion is prevented by my swollen anus Gastric spastm torturin my body from within anal ejection of vomit, excrements and urine Oesophagus is stuffed with awful grub constipation, estomach erupts oozing chyme, disgorged and puked delicious slime is garnished with clots Pendulous abdomen filled with faecal mess unexcretedurine urethra is now slashed Opressive teesmus distorted stomach bursts into muddy shreds lavatory explodes my body is embalmed in this sauce Anal defecation of juces fumes and lumps ultimated eruptions epigastric region explodes your muddy torso remains in sewage growned in this sauce as your torso is dissolved Limb from limbs as disgorgement begins pus discharges from your mouth and finally you stop to shout !!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Open stomach, torn and bloody Repulsive smell, your innards are rotting The dissection case with forks and spoons is provided for your mangled womb Inside succus, guts, and bile, the molten baby being kept alive I cut its shrunken head in two and drink from a cup its rancid juice I would like to rip it out and raped with my tools I smash a hammer to is head and beat it until it's dead I astraddle mother's legs Her cunt is corroded and red I slade my hand inside her vagina and eat the embryo without nausea Baptized your dead baby in its erupted chyme Realize it can't be reanimated and its dead was slow and fine
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
It´s quite a long time ago there lived a man who ran a restaurant he serve people as meat for his customers to eat They ate dead bodies with hunger and appetite to keep the growing demand he kill people day and night Men were served as collared beef and women in the various types of meat he used their guts for ages as forcemeat for his sausages The people are getting weaker because of lunch they ate some died on ptomaine poisoning from the dinner he made He put them into the meatgrinding machine incarnation now begins he stripped the felsh from their bones and prepared them at home Because of the stench of roasting flesh in his human butchery he was sentenced to death and he will be served as meat His pulverised torso is garnished with fruits and vegetables for dish his hot grilled body is going to be hacked in numerous pieces with a rusty axe Put his shreds into plastic bags sell him as meat for the hungry people to eat
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The years of decay are now already past my pulverised torso is even marked with disgust maggots infest my coffin and decomposition sets in Laying and rotting in my own secretions this may be the firts sign of putrefaction as i awake in my grave and whip the maggots from my face
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Welcome to death house no one gets out of it alive my family has four members we´re all hungry for flesh The dinning room is painted with blood the chandelier is hanged with guts My face is so ugly that´s why i need your skin your mutilated bones will be wore as pins we gnaw the flesh from your bones it´s a fine meal fot us alone chillingis made from human guts we devour it chunk for chunk
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Once there were only remains a corpse without a form no skin and hair just naked flesh too weak to gasp for air i cant even move myself my legs are still too weak to get back my human figure i make a fiendish pact You kill for me and i won´t eat you so do your job do it now and do it good I send out instructions to kill and bring me the bodies - brutally slaughtered to quench my thirst i drink their blood from the thorax with a cup - fleshly consumed heads are hammered fingers sliced off flesh is stripped from the bones - brutally slaughtered open stomach tons of guts celebration with fresh blood - aaarrrggghhh !! A pick axe flies through the air penetrating the man´s chest blood pups from the fatal womb and the gore continues to spurt
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The lovely smell of rot and decay cold and dead bodies are moulding away the naked cadavers don´t drive me to disgust in the morgue i like to satisfy my lust I can´t resist temptation icecold bodies morbid satisfaction I´m so exited because i never did it before I enjoy this beautiful smell and cry for more Secretion of smelling excreta feast on excreted matter disgusting delicious sauce nauseating, disgorged and decomposed
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Dungeon- the place i fear most spanish boots - my legs are decomposed Bleeding bodies lying on the floor everyone wants to see more gore put the hands in a rope laced up till they get broke We are sadistic and gruesome so we put your body into boiling oil there is no way out you are in satans toils Now we´ll see how long you are able to stay outside and lie froozen on the ground we embalm your naked body into liquid and wait till you´re rotting you have no choice of life or death we torture you till your last breath we fasten you to a door and flay you till you lie skinless on the floor Into the dungeon - blood shed is done the lives of tortured souls are forever gone
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I feel the growing need to enter the cemetery my body starts to rise as i reek the smell of death carnal devise must be satisfied deep down six feet the place i like to sleep I open the tomb under whitch my lunch lies pray to the moon with hunger in my eyes Unholy corpses upon the land dead, stiff and cold raped by my hand Chop the stomach tear out the guts piece by piece with my knife the corpses i slice it´s a bloody fead for me rape the bodies burn them in the night rancid smell will rise ash to ash dust to dust satisfying my morbid lust Tear the flesh and open the gash blood flows free a delicious drink for me Open the graves are scattered so i know my work is donde splattered bodies hacked and red spread upon the land now i´m full my thirst is quenched cause i´ve drunken from your head the sun will rise i´ve to go i´ll leave you slice and cold
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Chests are swimming in a trough sadistic urges i can´t get enough fingers hanging on a cord some are bledding some are decomposed Naked flesh in a cage blood drops down on my skin bestial stench in my home flies and vermini´m not alone Now it´s time for dinner delicius and fine i´m the winner all the bodies i devour hacked and red they are my cure Drowned in blood Drowned in blood I´m still sick and kill again my urge is bringing pain i´m forced to watch them die with bestial lust i hear them cry
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026