Ultimo Mondo Cannibale
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Prone on the operating table Deep incision sliced on inanimate flesh I love my disgusting equipment Needles, scalpels, and brain scoops to diagnose death Succumb to my horrible experiment Intestines & limbs agog in fiendish disarray Mutating your natural composition Rearrange your vital organs in horrific dismay I'm the ghoul of the medical profession Foetid corpses and carcasses line the basement wall With glee I dismember cadavers I affix the pancreas where stomach should be Rejuvenate the rancid corpses The innards glisten in their new anatomical display I cackle with post-mortem delight The walls reek of sin & the stench of horrendous decay...
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Cold dark night, Nerves are tense Strange sounds out of nowhere, The fog is dense You lay in your bed quaking with fright Shadows in the hallway, Something's not right... Sounds in the kitchen, Your nerves swell There's a creature in the basement, A monster from hell It slimes up the step, Unholy rasping hiss Who knows what it wants? Who knows what it is? Horrified, your sanity ebbs You struggle to survive Mortified, you know you'll never Leave this house alive Foul smelling breath, it draws you near You scream for mercy, No one can hear Your terror is relished, It claws ooze with gore Substained by your fear, It feeds on your horror!!! It's teeth retract from your skull Feasting on your brains Mortified, you'll know you'll never Leave this house again...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
His nose is drippy, His hair are nappy, His teeth are yellow, His skin is scabby His ass is so smelly it'll clear out any moshing pit His tongue is nasty, His dick is green, His lips are chapped, His breath is obscene You could squeeze his pus-filled, And pop it like an ugly zit! He walks around town, You can smell his feet Flies buzz around his head As he walks down your street, The children run and hide To the safety of their daddy's arms He comes to your door With his decayed grin You wonder where the hell that mouth of his has been Should you slam the door? Or should you let him in? You run and hide but you can't hide The Scabby Man comes inside He picks his nose and eats his snot And then eats all your pot He pukes on you, he kicks your dog He's a fucking smelly hog He farts alot, he rapes your wife You cut a fart and he licks the knife... You think it's over but it's not over yet! The Scabby Man is leaking pus, He's fucking gross, you bet! He jacks off and shoots in his Cum on your two-month-old son! The horror's not over much to your dismay You're the Scabby Man victim, On this very day and he invited His friends to come over for the whole weekend!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
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Stench of rot and filth prevails You fight against the iron chains to not avail Strung up in my chamber of torture and sin Baked and sweating, let the beatings begin! Warm up the tongs in the fireplace Press the searing metal against your innocent face Break out the whip, put you to the test Pour molten hot oil on your quivering breasts... By body count continues, you're just another bitch When I'm finished I'll dump you in the ditch Strap your welted body to my wooden rack If you're lucky you'll die of a heart attack The horrible bed of nails could be too much for you But if you don't like it, I've got a mask of spikes for you! Vise grips crush your breasts in a screaming fir I'll nail your fingers to the table, make you eat your own shit... When I'm through you'll be begging for more and I'll rape your broken body in my Bloody Pit of Horror!!!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Dear Uncle Creepy, it's been years Morbid fantasy exterminates my childhood fears Dear Uncle Creepy, how can it be? Some of the crap that's out these days is such a bore to me Dear Uncle Creepy... The shit they call "horror" in the comic store Nobody's got that style anymore! Pre-code classics provide the chills This high-tech bullshit never will! As far as movies are concerned, There's a plenty out that should be burned The horror's gone, big budget's here Whatever happened to the meaning of FEAR??? Dear Uncle Creepy, it's a crying shame The "terror" of the 90's is so fucking LAME!!! Whatever happened to the good ol' days Has you and Cousin Eerie turning in your graves!
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I was created to destroy you' You're time is near When you least expect it, Dying time is here! I'll find you at a party You're drinking your beer I’ll crawl up behind you And chew off your ear!!! You stare at me cause you're boyfriend's a goon! You don't understand! I'm in disguise, you can't recognize The green slime on your hand I thrive o kill you assholes I want all of you fuckers dead! When you go cruising for babes I'll explose inside your head! You say it's just a nightmare. Some bad dreams you've had But when you see me slaughtering your pals, You'll go screaming for your dad! You numbers will diminish Hear my carnivorous squeals! I'm disgusting, I'm cute, and I'm cuddly Your doom is sealed!!!
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
He walks among the living He has not much to say... But heed the sailors' warning Watch out for ZOMBIE RAY!!! Gut-munching cannibal Child molesting freak He'll rip your fuckin' throat out So you can't even speak!!!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
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Feverish rites of the culinary macabre Consuming pork when not fully cooked Teeming colonies of maggots swarm within Contracted the deadly affliction overlooked Botulism sets in as the sweat intensifies Death in hours is sure and expected Trichinosis diagnosed no cure is known The agony of seafoog not thoroughly inspected Debris-ridden vomit your insides jellify Revulsion of intestines Die...The swift, horrible fate of the disease is asphyxiation, A most terrible painful death from which there is no salvation Intestinal worms burrow throughout your corpse As the plague reveals its ultimate benediction The slime, the rot, the bubbling bile The red larvae of this curious infection Cannibalized slop Squishes and squirms Red wigglers...The cadillac of worms
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Who needs rocks to use? I've got water ballons Pick a spot overhead and Drop them on your fucking head! Harbinger of death!!! I'll start a car crash! With these rocks I’ll smash Car hoods and funny hats, Drop a rock, see'em splat!! Harbinger of death!!! If I get busted I won't quit, Cause I can't get enough of it Dropping shit on people's heads, Maybe you'll end up dead! You think you're smart! Wait'll bust your head apart! Demolishing and destroying and you can't do a fucking thing!!!
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
Innocent women, Hacked to pieces The killer smears and fondles The Bloody Mess!!! I can't help but look... I can't help but stare!!! Razor blades slicing, and jabbing, and ripping Crimson intestinal eye-slashing death! I can't help but look... I can't help but stare!! ...to satisfy my thirsty needs, To tension out, I’ve got to see the guilty bleed My own path to glory... Kidnap a bitch, a slave to my pain A in her head Bruise her fuckin' brain ...and when she's unconcious And blood begins to flow My black heart laughs And I really start to go... Slice and stab and pound and chew Finger fucking the open wounds Of the deserving dog, the bitch, my mouth in her guts Stretching elastic tissue Cumming with the stench, Licking her nostrils, holding back my erection... The rusty knife peeling back Layers of virgin cunt flesh My fat greasy fingers Covered in shit, teeth Marks of Hatred tattooed in death I feel pure and holy..." Sheer violence, vicious intent Blood stained fingers ripping flesh bare! I can't help but stare!!!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Running through the jungle Running not to die Mortado and the Cannibals Mortado crucified! Skewered to a tree Mondo torture hell Mortado and the Cannibals Mortado lived to tell... Sticks and stones can break my bones But natives cannot hurt me! I lived through hell, I lived to tell Because the Cannibals deserted me! Through my hands and feet were driven Cricifixion nails And now you're paying to hear My horrible cannibal tales!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Heart of Illinois, Heart of Illinois Heart of Illinois, Don't it make ya sick? Heart of Illinois, Heart of Illinois Heart of Illinois, Shut up ya fucking dick! Ten fucking years I've lived in this town There's never nothing happening going on Except fairs, and baseball, and sidewalk sales And old people fucking with their lawns! Farm Futures! Soybeans and corn! Parks and recreation! Collecting doorknobs?!? Pride of the Prairie, Pride of the Prairie Pride of the Prairie... Don't it make ya retch? Pride of the Prairie, Pride of the Prairie Pride of the Prairie, Shut up ya fucking wrench! Twenty fucking years I've lived in this town Nothing's never going on around here Except unemployment, and gangs, and skating bands And college students slamming fucking beers!!!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026
Lt. Calley is my man Lt. Calley, Viet Nam Lt. Calley kill some reds Do it like your daddy said... Lt. Calley and his friends Bring your world to an end Lt. Calley with his bombs Lt. Calley killed your mom!!!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026
Someone's always following me Someone's always in my dreams Scary men with butcher knives Assume reality to take my life Why can't they bug someone else? Why can't they just leave me be? Little men with twenty arms Always fucking fucking with me! I lay awake to calm my mind Hoping nightmares not to find Creeping crawling through the night Fill my fragile mind with fright... Hacked to pieces in my head Maybe I will wake up dead Too many times I swim in sweat Horrible things I can't forget Piece by piece I slip away My violent brain is held at bay By ugly men with purple eyes I wake up dead and realize How can my mind conjure these things? I wish that I would not have dreams 'Tis a better thing to have a healthy mind That to dream in hate, forever behind?
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026
One of these days you'll fuck this bitch One of these days you'll suck this dick The sperm that kills will infest your soul Your dick will rot in her encrusted hole Who's fucking who? I gotta know Before I go in search of a hole Who's fucking who? I gotta be sure Cause I don't want that disease of yours One of these days if you don't watch out The jizz of death will infect your mouth You'll lose lotsa weight and look real sick Just because of your antsy dick
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 06, 2026