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Intestines On The Pavement

by .357 Homicide

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I want to snort lines of their skin I’m only selling what makes ends meat Parcelled up making sure there’s no leakage Utter carnage is only what I’m seeking Peek in the bath grizzly aftermath Premeditated attack pure human feet on my shoe rack Clinking of bone giving remnants new homes Just taking final breaths to break even Dislimbed them Then I post them I sell organs all around the world Quartered them To be shipped then A large segment Delivered to their fucking back door Poor whore I keep the rectum To be molested Tomahawk through Their joints Send all the best bits Amass all the good bits Making the best of Self made massacring Hatchet withdrew Slicing at bone Right through Leaving me tingling I want to snort lines of their semen Urethra cleft just before it’s beaten Perks of the job shipping parts abroad Amputated stump ready to be sawed Off Know the importance of functioning organs Feeling them throb in the palm of your hands Heightens the senses bloody and erected I slap my cock off every fucking left lung Sanguinary Extortion and There’s you deformed in the bathtub Exsanguine as I wipe them clean Random chunks in bed with me Cleaner the lungs more money that comes But these days I’m just dicing up anyone Master of manipulation profitable degradation Violate This sick profession leaves you running for the hills Organ extortion pays my bills
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We’ve grew to handle This endless cycle To protect and serve Our abode of the underground Mouldering relics Emerged from the thick warm sludge No more life full of necrotize Putrescent odour Degraded and shrivelled up Worm eaten Gash riddled Festering fuck No more viscera look at the state of ya Tummy punctured to about hundred I’m in denial reformed coimetrophile Balls deep inside of ya Necrolagnia X2 Minefield of skulls Vertebra hammered to the wall We keep you sedated Impure fluids to keep inoculated Sutured nose no air can get through Liver on the ground thorax took too We can’t afford to take long Inflated Encephalon Behave screaming now simmer down As I close them eyes and they get sewn Pierce these hooks in the back of you Tender sinew has been withdrew Now Spill Distorted decedent stuffed in a bin Mallet to the head Leaving them perplexed Treacherous pitiless intellectual Oscillating ready to dissect Fall down my formidable fuckhole Disorientated control Kick through the excrement Inhale your last living moment Slow boil the flesh put the bones in sulphate Self inflicted Homicidal involvement Secretions turns me on they all know it Dowsing you in contaminated vomit Coccyx Perforated and tossed it Pelvis Crushed shattered like matchsticks Scapula Draped open like a blood eagle Hysteria Preparing us for intruders Don’t even try to plunder You’re more than six feet under Claret Immersed in the brick work Ruthless Intracranial blunt force Big breast Take longer to digest Carotid Arteries exploded Stifle Blemish you til you’re crumpled Enhance The abuse til you unfold Thumbscrew Just before the corkscrew Enters Your cranium right through Maimed legs Yanked out of the sockets Pungent Eye watering stench of Illness Snigger with fulfilment Perineum Ruined for amusement Like a lamb to the slaughter Like a lamb to the fucking slaughter Melted body fat Tub of gallstones Half a denture Drastic measure My mangle chamber saving fingers for later Keeping souvenirs for erotic leisure Sulphuric punishment Stumble across me You’re gonna fuck me How dare they even have the gall Take the piss and explore my halls Perpetuate fears in my domain And they wonder why I’ve fucking gone deranged Bladders in a bag Cavities for my fag ash Scalping takes care Not a single limb is spare All inner Layers exposed Stuffed your mouth with foul shit Sores inflate Ghastly dissipate Wander down the hole To be savaged in my sewer home Gagged and bound swinging upside down Easy access for head I stuffed away Barrels full bits and bods all dissolved We still feel no conscience
3.
Remote rotted shack stationed by the hillside Stench so rife it can be smelt far and wide Innovative butchery such urge that the world must see That the world must see Gorgeous tragedies Euphoric goals brain matter set on stone Souls not alone I’ve fucking killed loads X2 I’ve fucking killed loads Point Three Five Seven Homicide took the life Three Five Seven Homicide blowing arms off Three Five Seven Homicide blunt knife All body parts got fucking chopped up Blown them limbs so clean off Had to get rid so body got Chopped up Sexy imperfection Homicide obsession Bodies get Chopped up Before all that Penetrate Smothering peaceful tragedy There will be no life as we live and breathe Down the throat is where my barrel goes Next thing we know I’m squelching on your colon Suffering skin shaving I have to blast those who have seen me Excruciate as you exuviate Barbed wire wrapped as you float Down The gorge All limbs taken Scattered random round the up-land Tormenting stench stays with me Torso floating through the gorge Such a peaceful contusing corpse Beautiful fluent fluvial blood flow Freshly Slapled Sore tissue fucked There could be no life if they tried to be Body count capacity clenching the machete As I hack drastically
4.
We can not Wait to see What is on your insides X2 We can not Fornicate Until we have your insides We can not Mutilate Until you urinate on us Awoken by a ray of light Burning through your retinas Perfectly designed Stained glass windows Transparent hope is Forced down the throat and Boots full of cum is what they all swallowed Compelled to crunch on the toes of their late friends We enjoy ripping out and shitting down your windpipe Such grizzly grim acts help the agony subside Gash slashed up And fully pummelled with all sorts of instruments Really just can not tell wether you love or adore it darling She’s stiff but still resisting In our chapel of rest We embrace and practice all professional torture Set aflame during a brutal Bukakke Perverted purgatory Mentally and physically Worth the long wait to see what was inside thee X2 Disembowelled in the chapel gutted open like the pig you are even covered in your own shit Spread wide For my shears to tear you open revealing the placenta and a dead beating black heart Bring the innards here I want to munch them And ravish the liver Sodomizing the corpse Is just not enough for us If only you could see what’s coming Disembowelment on my mind Watch how she separates and not just for the first time Like the heavens opened for the very first time Lacerated guts were mine Confessing all we have done before I ram my ghurka in and rip it straight up No Christ alive that could save you from this vice where I indite my last prayer on the wall with your shite Taking turns ploughing utter filth to conclude your final moments of solitude Staring down the next live one Somehow this little cunt wriggled free I will cut your last fucking tendon Get back here you slippery fucker Fucker Three five seven drew puncturing you Taking a lunge making sure you’re subdued Reciting lies of the life right before you Nailed to the cross as I continue Receiving gratification from the holes exposed in your torso We can’t help but feel more excited for the dismembering about to happen Filling the cart full of body parts We have more prayers to spread Chapel fucking disembowelment Entrails cover us on the floor

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released October 25, 2020

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.357 Homicide Manchester, UK

2 man violent slam from Manchester UK

Mat Davies - Guitar - Vocals (Crocs, Frogs & Crickets)

Jake Gamble - Drums - Vocals (Gutturals)

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