Whitechapel

Demo 1 tracks

Lyrics

1. ARTICULO MORTIS

Bludgeoned face. Licking my fingers of decrepit funk
My dear your face is so blank.
Where did you get those feelings.
Please don't leave help me live.
Can't control myself. Dilated eyes. Pale white skin.
I'm laughing in your face.
Your skin entrenches me. Now you're fucking dead
I can't be certain your remains will be insured.
Beyond the grave is longer than you think
I saw the first slut mangled in front of me
Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task
It wasn't long before I found myself indulging.
Against my will I please myself once more
Breathe. Fucking breathe.
I swear you'll reap.
While I sew your cunt.
And now you rotÂ…




2. EAR TO EAR

Screeching mephitic sacrilege. Manifesting
Raping your incoherent mind from afar
Holding your stiff hand below my waist I will begin to ravish you
Symbolic pride against your skin marking eternal branding
Pulling out the tools the operation beings
Melting the skin to climax again
Fornicated whore of the past-tense
Shall experience articula mortis
How innocent this scheme of murder
How I redeem my prize of faith and infamy is not your place
I shall remember this for I live again
Necromaniac pursuing dreams of liquid suffocation
Your neck is smiling at me ear to fucking ear
The trachea exposed. Pulsing hemoglobin entities at me
Your neck is smiling ear to fucking ear
The gurgling of gore. The sound of splitting
Hide. The grinding of the bones
Ear to fucking ear
The verdict isn't met until you're dead
Ear to fucking ear




3. FAIRY FAY

As I hack your lifeless corpse with my chainsaw
My heart beats faster every swing I flay
While smiling at your face
Don't fuck up the process. It won't be much longer until you die
Just lat me have my fun and I will let you die in peace
Oh wait. I lied. False hope is my new trend
Disgusting I know but that's the general idea of me.
Follow me into hell.
Faint footsteps behind you. Run
I'll find you don't bother hiding
I know when you're alone I will fulfill myself
Now you're begging me to let you go
I laugh at such pitiful cries
Sodomizing your orifice
Now you crawl away
Worthless. Wretched. Foul slut
Open throat profuse bleeding
Pray
Screaming doesn't help you now just give into my will again
Dry your pitiful eyes and wipe the phlegm that I've been hocking in your face
This confidential lick of my tongue will be taken to the grave and never be seen again
Looking up from hell you weep
Your sins have overcome your faith
I can't wait to have a taste a year from now I'll have my feast




4. FESTERING FIESTA

Staring at the remnants of the concoction of viral fluid
My appetite is repulsive nonetheless I still pursue
I'm basking in the glory I have so desired
I confer your presentation you've bestowed
Rusted tools excising rotting dead
With your corpse I lay caressing
My fun is done. It's time to send you back
I'll slam it six feet deep closer to hell
Descending back into your grave
You've been dismembered. Molested. And maimed
I can breathe again. Erection wearing thin
Looking through the eyes of a necromaniac
A schizophrenic being uniting the dead
A post-mortem oath inscribed on your back
With this oath I've claimed your head
Morbid desires. Finally fulfilled.
Returning to the grave for a second course
Vile stench of dessication forming in my nodes
Chainsaw raping
Bloated carcass
Hacked to pieces
Necromaniac