Grindcrusher II

Ghouls attack the church
Crush the holy priest
Turning the cross towards hell
Writhe with Satan's flames

Crush the priest
The feeble church

[Solo: Brunelle]

Dead - your god is dead
Fools - your god is dead
Useless prayers of lies
Behold Satan's rise

Crush the priest
The feeble church
The family of dog
Lust upon my altar

[Solo: Azagthoth]
[Solo: Brunelle]

Demons attack with hate
Satan in the fires of hell awaits
Death against you all
God hear my death call

[Chorus]

[Solo: Brunelle]


Radiation overdose - Melting flesh
Life is draining from you - Toxic death

Rotting from the inside out - Flesh turns grey
Inhaling radiation fumes - Lungs decay

Sickness from the radiation makes you lose your mind
Hair falls out, internal bleeding
Virus makes you blind

Radiation burns your flesh - Soon you'll die
Poisoned clouds of toxic rain in the sky

Start to fucking decompose, still alive
Rigor Mortis freezes you, now you die


Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...

I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...

Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
[Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]

Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...

Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...

Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw

Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume...


Vision, Escape
Vision, This feels _right_

Hell, Is where I lie
Now take the power, When we all die

We all die


Illusions of dominance
Egoic mankind
Habitat for parasites
Blood and flesh alive

The dead shall rise form their grave
To destroy all mankind

Death is the beginning
Bacteria kept alive
Viruses multiply
Our fall is their rise

The dead shall rise form their grave
To destroy all mankind

War-torn landscapes
Dense urban waste
Living in sewage
The black plague awaits

Illusions of dominance
Egoic mankind
Habitat for parasites
Blood and flesh alive

The dead shall rise form their grave
To destroy all mankind!










She walks around in her robe
To hide her bag of shit
Colostomy bag, reeks of crud
Embedded in her hip
Screaming at the bitch
She took my parking spot
I caught a whif of colostomy
And took off bown the block

Almost one month later
I saw her in the park
Perfect time for revenge
It was after dark
Hiding in the bushes
As she's walking by
Jumping out on the path
I piss into her eye

Blinded with urea
Stupid smelly bag
I took my hands with all my might
And squeezed her colostomy bag
She spun around about ten times
Until she heaved up brown
Leaving her all embarrassed
In a putrib mound




Previous times you stuck by me
Relations fine undeniably
Mutual trust and honesty
The essential recipe

There's two sides to a coin
Opinions numbered many
Yet resolve came with ease
Compromised and regret-free

Then the change of expression
A unit of friends and the chance to be free

Your thoughts on these cast a jealous light
A concensus of hate to accompany

A vindictive acid taste
Flows from your chalice

Valued friendships tainted
Martyr of malice

Then the final straw
Violent intimidation
Your self-acclaimed pacification
Brushed aside for self-gratification

Blatant ignorance - martyr of malice


A rotten stench
Surrounds another ended life
Maggots infesting the rotten flesh
Is that the way you want to die?
Decomposed
Don't want to live in a decaying shell
But why should I go to heaven
And who's to say I'll enter hell

Dead - Deceased, but life goes on
I will be the one who won
My charred body will decay
But my soul will be floating anyway

Visually a corpse
But what's inside my head
Don't consider I once was deceased
So I guess I'll come back from the dead
Dying my death
In relentless aggrieve
Dead and put down in a wooden box
Just can't be my destiny

Dead - Deceased, but life goes on
I will be the one who won
Continue to seek and you will see
Life is your worst enemy!


Before Christ no one cared
evil was in everyone's heart
sins were committed every day of your life
there was no wrong from right

Then he came to change it all
he really thought he could do some good
the son of God sent to this Earth
but the Romans showed him what he was worth

Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again
Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again

At the last supper he was betrayed
by a friend he thought he had made
maybe he didn't know it all
like he claimed he did

Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again
Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again

Hanging on the cross
with a crown of thorns
the Romans just laughed
"Who is this son of God?"

He died like everyone else
he didn't change a thing
because today
evil rules once again

Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again

Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again
Before Christ - I ruled the land
After Death - I will rule once again
After Death - There is no more
After Death - There is no more
Jesus Christ - He is no more


As silence roars through gathered masses
You stared waiting eagerly
Approaching darkness decreasing your life expectancy

The tension is now rising
Feel the calm before the storm
See your life flash before you
Will you live to see the dawn?

The enemy is now approaching
With bloodlust in their eyes
Intense fear is overcoming
For now death - you will defy

As the battle raged all dead and wounded
Bodies, carnage all you see
The white hot blast - melting flesh
The screaming pain in agony

You stand alone
The final parody
As you realize - your mortality
For you cannot change your destiny
To die at the hands - of the unknown enemy
Your death - you can't deter
As the silence - returns

World-eater


Big and fat and bouncy,
Rectangle on the floor,
You bounce and bouncer,
Till you can't take anymore,
You'll bounce for ever, you try and look so mean,
You'll wish you'd never been on Satan's Trampoline.

How he's gone and got you,
He's got you and got you,
He's got you where he wants,
Dressed in shorts and vest,
You look like a real ponce,
You'll bounce for ever, you try and look so mean,
You'll wish you'd never been on Satan's Trampoline.

How many times can you bounce up and down on Satan's big old Trampoline?
I do not know, but I'll let you have a go on Satan's big old Trampoline.






yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, oh, oh, oooooooh
ooooooooooooh, he not a home
ooooooooooooh where is he?
he not a home, where's me marco
where's me marco?
he's out with bob getting a gram...
he's at second ave., getting a tape...
he's at nicoles' getting laid....

ooooooh, ooooooh, ooooooh, ooooooh, oooooh, oooooh
where's me marco, where's me sharko?

WHERE'S ME MARCO? WHERE'S ME SHARKO? (dave)
HE NOT-a-HOME!!!!! (dave)

i called marco's house, his mum answered the phone
i said, "where's marco?" - "he not-a-home!"
i called marco's house, his brother answered the phone
i said, "where's marco?" - he hung up the phone!!!
WHERE IS HE???

where could he be? - i do not see
he can't be far - he practice guitar!
he could be over brian's
he could be over dave's
he could be over tito's
he could be getting laid!!

where's marco? - where's sharko?

where's me marco? where's me sharko?

marco sharko, i wish knew where he was
i could strangle him because he's never around
when i want to get a hold of him
i wish i knew where marco was
marco sharko, i wish i knew where he was!!!!
STOP!!!




So selfish is the human race
that barries are caused - in life.
Prejudice breeds frequently,
blind ingorance and thoughts of hate - but why?

People should stop and think
about the feelings of others,
there is no second class,
we are all the same.

Hate because of someone's colour,
can't you see some sense? - Blindness,
today's world's dividing lines
should be broken to make a better world - today.

Some will never learn
how to show concern,
sheer narrowmindless.
Just keep it to yourself.

Never judge too soon.


You suffer but why?