Icon of Putridity Lyrics
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Album | The Prophecy in the Entrails(2017) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Slamming Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Lord of the Sick Recordings |
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8. Icon of Putridity (6:44)
Coming undone… while undoing others
Pull them apart like insects
Discard… the offal in a tub
Retaining torsos for rough sex
Eating flesh… of that which is putrefied
Feeling numb to the screams
Incognizant… of human atrocities
Morbid disarray of anatomy
Mutilate, masturbate, masticate, desecrate, copulate with putrefaction
Subjugate, ejaculate, defecate, defenestrate, the rot brings me satisfaction
Noxious fumes… rise from my domain
From this monolith of human cess
So thick… in the air my eyes strain
As I pile up the carcasses
This structure… of rotted human flesh
Is a shrine to my ability
All those… past beneath my blade
Are now my icon of putridity
Mutilate, masturbate, masticate, desecrate, copulate with putrefaction
Subjugate, ejaculate, defecate, amalgamate, the rot brings me satisfaction
Putrid-------- Putridity
No reserve… of conscious inhibition
I must complete my morbid construct
Unobserved, this glorious exhibition
Needs only eyes be laid upon it
Gaze upon… the broken rotten bodies
Haphazardly butchered and reconstructed
Those within are greater than they were
Now a sloughing pile of rot
Putrid-------- Putridity
Ooh, the rotting, the wondrous smell of decaying flesh
Ooh, the plotting, that it took to amass this much death
Smooth, the cream that seeps from you, the funk is foul now that you’ve ripened
Tooth, and hair I took from you, reconstructed to my liking
Icon… Of Putridity
I live on… and they decay
Amalgam… of putrescence
Aggregated… rotting away
Icon… Of Putridity
Icon… Of Putridity
Ooh, the rotting, the wondrous smell of decaying flesh
Ooh, the plotting, that it took to amass this much death
Smooth, the cream that seeps from you, the funk is foul now that you’ve ripened
Tooth, and hair I took from you, reconstructed to my liking
Coming undone… while undoing others
Pull them apart like insects
Discard the offal in a tub
Retaining torsos for rough sex
Eating flesh… of that which is putrefied
Feeling numb to the screams
Incognizant of human atrocities
Morbid disarray of anatomy
Pull them apart like insects
Discard… the offal in a tub
Retaining torsos for rough sex
Eating flesh… of that which is putrefied
Feeling numb to the screams
Incognizant… of human atrocities
Morbid disarray of anatomy
Mutilate, masturbate, masticate, desecrate, copulate with putrefaction
Subjugate, ejaculate, defecate, defenestrate, the rot brings me satisfaction
Noxious fumes… rise from my domain
From this monolith of human cess
So thick… in the air my eyes strain
As I pile up the carcasses
This structure… of rotted human flesh
Is a shrine to my ability
All those… past beneath my blade
Are now my icon of putridity
Mutilate, masturbate, masticate, desecrate, copulate with putrefaction
Subjugate, ejaculate, defecate, amalgamate, the rot brings me satisfaction
Putrid-------- Putridity
No reserve… of conscious inhibition
I must complete my morbid construct
Unobserved, this glorious exhibition
Needs only eyes be laid upon it
Gaze upon… the broken rotten bodies
Haphazardly butchered and reconstructed
Those within are greater than they were
Now a sloughing pile of rot
Putrid-------- Putridity
Ooh, the rotting, the wondrous smell of decaying flesh
Ooh, the plotting, that it took to amass this much death
Smooth, the cream that seeps from you, the funk is foul now that you’ve ripened
Tooth, and hair I took from you, reconstructed to my liking
Icon… Of Putridity
I live on… and they decay
Amalgam… of putrescence
Aggregated… rotting away
Icon… Of Putridity
Icon… Of Putridity
Ooh, the rotting, the wondrous smell of decaying flesh
Ooh, the plotting, that it took to amass this much death
Smooth, the cream that seeps from you, the funk is foul now that you’ve ripened
Tooth, and hair I took from you, reconstructed to my liking
Coming undone… while undoing others
Pull them apart like insects
Discard the offal in a tub
Retaining torsos for rough sex
Eating flesh… of that which is putrefied
Feeling numb to the screams
Incognizant of human atrocities
Morbid disarray of anatomy
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