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Never Enough Snuff

by Abramelin

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Sean Hampton
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Sean Hampton They still got it !!! Still old school brutal. Was hoping for some of the classical guitar influence from previous but thei still goes fuckin hard Favorite track: Moon Dogs.
minusoneman2
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minusoneman2 Killing! Classic Gory Death Metal in vein of Cannibal Corpse, Deicide and Malevolent Creation. Beyond Australia these guys where terribly underrated in the past. Now they strike back with a blasting Monster and a great Drummer (see also Psycroptic & Pestilence) Very very NICE! Favorite track: The Peeler.
alexmiller
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alexmiller an Aussie auditory assault which will also melt ya face and put voices in your head. EVERY TRACK IS FKN GOLD, definitely worth the 20 year wait
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Never Enough Snuff It started as porn but porn makes me yawn so you suggested we turn on the scat And that was fun for a while and it did make me smile watching you gag as I shat I tried to refrain from introducing the pain But it's something I need to release The thoughts in my head that just want you dead to rip you apart piece by piece. Never Enough Snuff. Never enough! Never Enough Snuff. You'll fear for your life as I sharpen my knife I've so many tools for my art The camera will zoom to capture your doom you're tied up so let's make a start Pliers & wires a selection of blades a needle and thread to stitch A plastic bag, my favourite gag you're going down slow you bitch I swear while I tear, nearly cum at the fun; I haven't forgotten the love You will know grief as I smash in your teeth my cock fills your throat with one shove Dead on the floor, you poor filthy whore your corpse a filthy train wreck My cock I will wipe on the bloody windpipe that protrudes through a hole in your neck!
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Knife-Play 06:05
KNIFE-PLAY Time to play.... Tear at your bindings try to escape Muffled screams through the loops of duct tape Chorus What I live for. Is what you’ll die for. What I live for. Is what you’ll die for. (The) Rancid funk of bowels letting go Time to play, to let blood flow A blade so keen like you’ve never seen Razor sharp with a polished gleam Chorus I’ll make an incision with surgical precision Connective tissue will be no issue A heavy arterial spray erupts from the neck, as the knife pulls away Driving the blade back home Face open wide, exposed teeth and bone I’ll make an incision with surgical precision Connective tissue will be no issue Stick it in and twist Cracking ribs with a flick of my wrist Driving the blade back home From a punctured lung bubbles crimson foam On my tongue, a coppery taste Mouthing my blade with no disgrace Tongue and lips are slit Our fluids merge, this is it Power-fucked with my knife An abrupt end to your miserable life Remains in bags with plastic ties Dumped like trash, food for flies Food for flies!!!
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Full Gore Whore A murderous child who’d butchered her friends Siblings and parents, all come to their end A taste for killing that could not be sated Everyone prey, humanity hated Full Gore Whore! Tried as an adult, incarcerated Left to die, segregated No one to kill, so frustrated A life that should have been terminated Full Gore Whore! A government plan, black ops all the way Why waste such a weapon, let's not hesitate Unleash this child on foreign soil Let her bath in blood, let her mutilate Arm her with weapons and amphetamines Our tech will record our enemies screams An artist at work, lives dispatched by all means A dark twisted soul that’s still in her teens A right spawn of hell, the devil's own daughter She'll rip out your heart, and gnaw the aorta A spree that could end if only they'd caught her A tsunami of blood, a young girl's need to slaughter Skilled to kill a hundred ways Tearing at flesh, muscle & bone Corporeal appetites so vile Appalling ways we'd never condone So many lain waste by her murderous acts Her dark hair befouled by the blood-soaked attacks Our full gore whore, a pure maniac Let's close this file and turn our backs Full Gore Whore!!!!
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Moon Dogs 04:54
MOON DOGS The curtain of night is drawn Yet the darkness is kept at bay Activity stirs in the canine commune Beneath the glare of the glorious moon The change has already begun The painful affair of sprouting hair An unrelenting intimation of horror Bodies contorting, anatomy morphing They ready for the impending hunt Licentious animals fuck in packs A cacophony of debaucherous howls An orgy vile, all doggy style The pack is on the move Sniffing the air; snapping, snarling A suburban target, easy prey Homosapien take-away Don’t you move, hold your breath A black shadow of impending death Ferocious golden eyes fixate Claws are poised to mutilate Filthy blood-flecked drool Pours from twisted rows of fangs Noxious breath from a malformed maw Cloys the air, nothing but despair Surrounded by the lupine pack The pure dread of imminent violence The ferocity of the attack is tremendous Concede, no weapons can defend us The lycan pack content with numbers Leave none alive, no need for infection The pungent smell of blood and offal The earth’s stained red, but are all left dead? A child’s escaped but not unscathed A bold new chapter in the making A month from now, numbers multiply Sounds of howls and helpless cries Human-kind decreases, the lycans now the dominant species
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The Peeler 04:42
The Peeler Inimical thoughts that course through my mind, thoughts best buried, unseen Sooner or later these thoughts become actions, let me explain what I mean They call me The Peeler, that suits me fine, it describes my art to a tee A collector of skin from the fat to the thin, it's all the same to me Chorus A butcher of humans, a killer of man Rending your flesh as slow as I can There'll be no dying fast, you'll suffer and scream The Peeler's at work, your hot blood will stream I'll start round the back, stick my blade in your crack, scraping your spine as I slice A pain so intense, that your mind can't make sense, fear not I'm extremely precise Chorus Let’s speak of precision. I’ll make my incision, I'd put a good surgeon to shame Rending live flesh is what I do best, I have to live up to my name You looked such a fright, all red & white, glistening bright red, bones exposed Twitching you shook like a fish on a hook, skinned from your head to your toes I'm back in my lair with your skin and your hair, your blood splattered hide is now mine Wearing your flesh while it's supple and fresh, a feeling I cannot define But alas this won't last, your flesh hardens fast so it's back to work I must go Stalking more prey, I am so keen to slay, I can feel myself starting to grow Within the hour I'll unleash my power, stripping and ripping for fun The Peeler is here, a name man will fear for many a year to come. The Peeler is here, a name man will fear for many a year to come.
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Horror-zontal Chorus She’ll get you when your horizontal Feel her now beneath your skin A parasitic death dealer That devours from within Sleep, a time to dream Relax, and visit realms unseen Defenceless, lost inside your mind Fear strikes, it’s you she’s come to find It’s not a nightmare, this is for real A subconscious attack you’re gonna feel An ancient thing, she’ll make you her meal Chorus Swimming, gliding through the darkness Stalking, vicious and heartless A vile thing, oozing hate There’s no escape, she’s here to seal your fate Now she’s here, you can feel her inside A foul presence, coated in black slime A grotesque leech, barbs piece from within She worms around inside, inflicting pain beneath the skin Twisting, writhing, a dark, faceless dancer Eats you from inside like a fucking cancer Rpt. Chorus Rpt.
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PLAY WITH YOUR PREY My children, my children they do as they’re told Unquestionable loyalty, instructors obeyed For I’m their provider, a teacher, a god A father, but not in a biological way My children are carefully chosen Selected, hand-picked if you will Expectant mothers are regarded and studied The unborn assessed, I move in for the kill For the harvest of children’s a messy affair Extracting a life while taking another I’d like to say it’s a painless affair But I care for the prize, not for the mother Sliced open wide, torn from the womb Child wrapped in rags and concealed without sound Whisked away to be raised as my own As the mother bleeds out with her guts on the ground Its new older siblings will tutor the child My brood of fantastical killing machines The perfect assassins that none would suspect Insidious infants to terrible teens I’m expanding my tribe, forming a cult Children now harvesting all on their own With skills and no conscious they’re a wonder to watch Slice through the flesh, cut deep to the bone. 3:49 Once they’re trained up, I contract them out To clients who want someone out if the way Make them die slowly, have fun, I say Play with your prey before you slay Play with your prey before you slay Play with your prey before you slay
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Sparagmos 05:06
Sparagnos A ritual passed down through the ages To access power from ancient times Ghoulish markings, unhallowed sigils Accompanied by forgotten rhymes Drugged and naked on the floor Semi-conscious but quite aware Eyes rolled back, your breathing shallow Trapped inside my deathly lair An offering to appease my queen Is all you are and nothing more I care not for your pleas, your life Hold still as I insert my knife A waiting skull, a baseball bat I like to please, I am a performer Throwing down with all my might As the later caves in the former My blessed kris is held aloft I slam it down the chest impacted Pulling hard toward your sex Hands slide in, entrails extracted The prize! Your guts are held above Raining blood upon my face The air shifts, a door is open My mistress standing in its place I catch glimpse but dare not stare Humbled by this mighty presence Smiling like a hungry shark She eats your flesh, consumes your essence My gift is sight of times to come Of strength, of courage, ecstasy (But) A residue’s been left behind Something dark inside of me I feel it when I sleep at night A horrid thing that’s not my friend An insidious, slimy passenger That’s with me now until the end
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A Head Fuck 05:24
A Head Fuck Revenge is a dish best served cold And what I've cooked up will suit you fine A specialty treat, my signature mark Your just desserts, I'll take my time An eye for an eye, but I'll take them both For spitting your venom, vicious lies Strapped to your table, hands and feet The perfect height, in front of my thighs My vengeful attack redefines extreme You'll not live through this be sure if that It's most unique, beyond degrading The way I like to skin a cat A power drill with hole saw attached Opens the way for my morbid pleasure Like a red-hot knife through butter Teeth rip through scalp, pain beyond measure Chorus: Here comes the pain, the glorious pain The strangest of feelings, my cock in your brain A literal head fuck to drive you insane My balls slap your scalp again and again! A perfect hole, brain exposed I take a knife to core out tissue Lobotomized but still alive I don't think lube will be an issue I paw at my tumescent flesh The rhythmic thrusting makes me grunt An orifice so warm and soft Deep inside your cranial cunt My rigid cock inside your head Rubs against your spinal cord Your twisted face makes me smile Into your skull my cum is poured I wash your blood off in the shower Watch it flowing down the drain Lathering my rigid cock Takes me back inside your brain Chorus
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