Death Is My Name

HAVE YOU EVER KILLED? Feeling of nausea You’d like to throw up Disgust and uncertainty Smack of blood inside of your mouth Cold sweat and stupid consciousness Have you ever killed? That is the first feeling of person Who’s just killed for the first time Somebody else is ruling your mind You’ve lost control of your body Beats in your temples You search for answer why Justification of guilt Death face of victim Have you ever killed? Hand holding knife was beating by itself Silent scream and body falls Body falls to the wall You can’t drop the knife You’re watching he dies Numbness and fear overcome your body His hands cover the wounds His eyes stare at you Blood drops from your knife Falls on the floor with tap You feel bad yourself ‘Cause you killed a man Now your hands in blood Your mind filled of his death Do you think you can? Get rid of all this I remember I killed a man It was a terrible thing Remorse and pity overwhelmed me It deeply wounded my soul

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

FRESH HUMAN MEAT My stomach begins to salivate When I see appetizing tidbits Poured with aromatic gravy Sprinkled with green vegetables Just one day back It was a young girl I have got her here Then I cut her flesh in pieces I hung her up and cut her throat Then I waited while all blood drops down I sliced her flesh in little pieces Then I separated bones from meat I threw out her stinky guts I gave her bones to my hungry big dogs Part of meat I laid aside In order to prepare the roast meat And the rest I laid in the frig I love to cook fresh human’s meat

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

MY NAME IS DEATH Small town is seized with fear. Danger waits for you around every corner Hide away your lives. I'm coming with sharp blade in my hand. Don't get out in the night. Black night is the only witness. Silent wind is flying over trees. See you going, my victim Next in my list of killed. Police can't catch me I do it so fast Newspapers know My name is death I attack you suddenly Running to you Knock down on ground Rise up my blade Blood, blood I see blood Running out from your cut throat Don't you know that is a pleasure Watching you die In suffering and pain I leave a sign written with blood On the wall in the place of crime Look and read This is my name My name is death Death is my name

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

CORONER’S REPORT Single, gunshot, exit, penetrating wound of chest At the left side, with damage of lower share of left lung Approximately the death has come four- five hours back Plentiful bleeding Anaemia of internal organs of wounded man That was founded lying at his home

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

OOZING YELLOW SLIME The rotting corpse is lying on the table The morgue is filled of putrid reek Time exerted its influence Blackened meat falls off from the bones Hollow eyeballs Screaming skull Some weeks ago it was a person With his destiny, with his minds Death caught him by its claws And decided to show power of itself Oozing yellow slime Rotten guts Death laughs at your body With merciless smile Viscid pus smells vile Maggots eat your flesh

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

JUST BLOOD (IS IT A CRIME?) Sharp blade is cutting your throat Blood is splashing aside Crack of bones Torn muscles Heart stops pumping Dissection of your chest Carving up your body That is my hobby Studying of internal organs Surgery Illegally Satisfaction of my desire Just blood gives me full happiness Cut through your veins Inside your body I like this all Amputation and dissection All of your don’t understand me Thinking that is kind of crime Just blood stops me from condition That I feel without this action

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

BIFURCATION OF THE PERSON Lately two men live inside of me The former lives his common life The latter appears sometimes And pushes me to the crimes When second is awoke He makes me take a knife And drives me in the street to hunt I go, he’s inside together in the dark And kill, and kill, and kill, and kill I don’t want to listen to him But he’s strongly than me He comes when he wishes And he’s away after killing He kills with incredible cruelty I wonder what he is after Victim goes, we mug Knife cuts your throat Your scream from pain stops suddenly I stab the knife again, again

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

CONFESSION OF THE SERIAL KILLER Usual sexual life Didn’t give to me pleasure I have killed my first victim Completely casually I just wanted her to rape But she shouted and scratched It has enraged me, and I strangled her I cum when she was dying The pleasant shiver passed through my body I still remember her face I still remember all my victims I didn’t simply killed and raped I dismembered and dissected them I opened stomach to second victim It wanted to me to see her heart I drowned her body in the river I felt myself unpunishable I have got used to this And I wanted it more and more I confess that I’m guilty You can call me death I don’t regret about what I’ve done It was the best thing in my life Girl’s gasping While I’m strangling her My fingers are Gripping her neck Knife’s cutting Her belly Guts are falling out On the ground I’m guilty, yes And you can call me death

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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