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The Nothing That Is Fit For An Autopsy This is evolution crashing down We held the sun in our hands We should’ve been our own gods Heaven is lost to the sands Our sanctuary is gone Chaos begins, in small oblivions Where bone collectors heave Skullptures Autopsy "Creative juices flowing And it's graveyard raiding time again Engulfed by darkness Digging for my art Which is my only friend Stuffing in potato sacks The ones that suit my special need Burial was but An Act Of The Unspeakable Autopsy The hate I have for you I swore I never would unleash But here you are in pieces Lying at my sweaty feet I masturbate with guilt While looking at your distant eyes I've had your torso seven times Yet still Autopsy Fairport Convention You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in tears Come lend your time to me And you will know that you are Autopsy Becoming The Archetype Just the useless parts of an obsolete machineWould there be any sign of lifeOr would You only find death?Would there be any evidenceOf a human soul trying to escape? Lurch Fit For An Autopsy The flowers all shriveled and died Nothing survives Near the cages where they fail to keep the animals alive The view of a grand graveside Where martyrs reside The fallen figures of a dream that we can Blackness Within Autopsy "Thriving on the hate that burns within my soul Eyes rolled back with sheer disgust my heart is black I have no home except the dark which is my mind The downing of my life (Your Death) is cold Swarming EDIBLE AUTOPSY Cannibal Corpse Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom The doctor staps you down, with an evil grin Grabs Two Towers Fit For An Autopsy The garden lies before me, secured from wolven claw. I give to you, if only to remain. “No my prisoner, the gate is closed.” Only despair shall shape the bones of the dying plane. Charred Remains Autopsy "Buring from the inside out Bloody foam spews from your mouth Smell the putrid stench of flesh As it burns you to your death Feel the flesh drip from your face Turing black, vision fades Eyeballs melt Orgy In Excrements Autopsy "Twisting writhing mass of blackest ecstasy Fluids flowing dark lust growing for the flesh And beyond the boundaries of perversion Sliding in and out of every hole Lubricated with excretions of every sort Autopsy Zao do I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue They make their way back to my thoughts Still crafted by a still soul I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest I can't see it but I feel the Hand Of Darkness Autopsy The eye of darknes is in my hand Seduced by terror you'll understand My fingers probe your blackened mind Sadistic reaping of humankind Take my hand of darkness It will lead you to the door The casket Severed Survival Autopsy "Stranded alone on a barren island No food to be found Point of desperation Shocking decision on how to survive Now it's time to break out the knife First incision the cut is complete First source of food Hostage Fit For An Autopsy Helpless I was a stranger in a crowd of fools Emptiness sewn into their eyes A two-way door into a tomb We are but destined to know demise Life, a perfect prison for us Before there was blood to bleed Service For A Vacant Coffin Autopsy "After the caskets put into the ground Loved ones crying walk away Corpse unknowingly left behind Other needs for sick human prey Casket closed as mourners read Pages from their holy book Waiting in a Voices Autopsy what to do Right now they're telling me to kill you Yesterday I loved you Today I want you dead Beat you, decapitate you Freeze your severed head My family didn't understand me When I told them why I do the Savior Of None / Ashes Of All Fit For An Autopsy All life is loss A pessimist plague Circling trauma Our tortuous maze Phantoms remain Shells of the self Long for redemption in vain The muse of decay Starving the throats Taste the poison you crave The Macabre Eternal Autopsy We the diseased have taken your world And thrown it to darkness and plague The stench of malaise is alive in the air Forever by horror enslaved Gone is the time when the sky was not black Before the structures Dead Hole Autopsy "I have been there again My bare feet caked with mud Stench of the grave rising from my aching groin I have been to her again I have been in her again!!!! Hole In The Head Autopsy "Repulsive parasites feeding on your mind Shrieking demons Within your skull they fly See the colors so bright and brilliant The hunger starts It's brain matter you want Voices so twisted command you Don't Bridge Of Bones Autopsy I didn't find this place it called to me A reeking from the other side of stone Underground in hiding as I was Was that a whisper But I'm here alone There lay a hole in the ground A hidden portal in the Keeper Of Decay Autopsy "Roadkill, guts are spilled A flattened form of death A heavenly delight Death is sweet Scoop up the meat Intact or mashed-it matters not I bring home my new surprises Open my door, the odor rises One Destined To Fester Autopsy "Knee deep in sewage Maggots burrowing through my face Blinded by disease Waiting for my living death to end Slicing teeth Infectious chewing at my skin My blood is clotted with pus The maddening shrill Born Undead Autopsy Aftermath of the deathly plague Corpses once dormant now arise Wreckage in the world above No one sane left alive Experiments in the ground below Hidden from the rotting land Depravity and swarming lust Autopsy (Demo) Sandy Denny You must philosophise But why must you bore me to tears You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours into years Crying the hours into Autopsy (Demo) Fairport Convention You must philosophise But why must you bore me to tears You're red around the eyes You tell me things no one else hears You spend all your time crying Crying the hours in tears Crying the hours in tears Embalmed Autopsy "Epidermis punctured As the deadened blood is drawn Stiff cadever on the table Victims of death's spawn Desicate, deteriorate Start to decompose Process of embalment Through your veins the chemicals flow Deliver Me From Sanity Autopsy Haunted by reality I cannot bear the pain Called by unearthly screaming Sickened by the sane Deliver me from sanity My eyes have seen to much The very skin around my bones Is horrid to the touch A tortured Always About To Die Autopsy Under the sign of a skull faced moon We rise from abysmal embryotic doom Existence as torment yet locked in a grave A sick fragile cycle from which no one is saved Made to be feared this reaping scythe