Paganizer

no more

sacred lives and holy lies

this life is a disease
it's absurdity
we are the unknowing dead

we are the unknowing dead
only here to rot
we are the spew of rancid fucking sickness


3. Alone In The Morgue




4. Blunt Blade Surgery


Rusting steel enters
slowly with no ease
old tools in use again
bringing extreme pain

blunt blade surgery
aiming for maximum injury

forced into the thorax
ripping it all apart
through cartilage and bone
digging for the heart

limbs are hacked away
no wa you're getting out alive


5. Just Here Rotting


wasted flesh
given a broken shell
wayward soul
trapped in carnal hell
still fearing the exit

I'm just here
rotting away
like everyone else in this hell

wayward pain
eating its way inside
festering slowly until I die

Just here rotting
I'm just here dying
struggling in fear
longing for an end


6. Grinded And Exiled




7. Heal Not Your Wounds


Pull the trigger
be sure the angle is right
to miss is to fail
to fail us to survive

anticipation of dying
such a strong feeling
life is all about lying
truth is found in death

heal not your wounds
let yourself bleed dry

blow the pain away
one single shot
extreme conditions
demand extreme responses


8. Carnage Junkie


infested with hate
soon to be unleashed
stab the pain away
punish human flesh

carnage junkie
slaughtering the filth
carnage junkie
the massacre complete

kill now, not later
endulge the urge
slaughter everything
that's still alive

gut them alive
slash away the scorn


9. Sweet Decay


embracing slowly
the soil around me
taking it all inside this earthly warmth

clockwise moving
towards my earthly red

how sweet the stench
of my remains
how dead and beatiful I must be

clockwise moving towards the end
so enough in decay I will rest forever
how sweet the stench of my remains
how dead and beatiful I must be to you all


10. Mummified Alive


Engorged in sulphur
not rotting as you're preserved
bled out but breathing
kept alive to suffer

the punishment
is to be mummified alive

emptied from fluids
mummified you suffer still
a breathing corpse
that will keep on going forever

in a glass casket
you will never rot
suffering forever
insane, now and ever


11. The Rope Tightens


there's no escape
in this hole there's no hope
prepare the nosse
slide it around your neck

you're at the very end
take your life

as death rises
finish the task
fall into salvation
as your death arises
finish the task
seize to breath forever

the rope tightens
as decay slowly finds you


12. The Cadaverous




13. Massdeath Maniac


[Bonus Track]

Procreating death through aeons
the feeder of downfall
creating empires from bones and human ash
skies of ashes
covering worlds
the immense destroyer has now come to reap

massdeath occurs
ignited by the massdeath maniac

scyths of rusting metal
cleaves through this world
conjuror of humungus
fear the massdeath maniac

pits filled with remains
drenched in blood
morbid creations emerge
from the pools of death


14. Born To Be Buried Alive


[Bonus Track]

concieved in a casket
grown in a rotten womb
fetal rot breeding still
obscenity of moulding flesh

deliverd into unlife
sucking a fermenting teeth
swallowing only worms

emerging from the soil
horrid sickness
crawling up through the dirt
undeath rising slow

you were born from filth
soon to be thrown back
another end is now
born only to be buried alive


15. The Morbidly Obscene


[Bonus Track]

through aeons of funerals
all things that should not be
still thrive obesed festering and feeding

spewing their ulcerous fog
catacombs evolves into bogs
dampened caverns harboring what
should never been born
through the human cesspool
slumbering sickness breeds
expanding from the rot into a procreat beast

it has begun again
the procreation feast

a newborn putridity
the morbidly obscene

the procreation
of the morbidly obscene
has come to exist
in a dawn of spew


16. Army Of Maggots


[Bonus Track]

the dead and cold below
fermenting with hate
spawning rotten vengeance upon the sickened living

army of maggots
reanimating the dead

crawling up from the depths
to spread seeds of death
the hordes are moving fast, they slither and squirm
a conjuration of putridity
a gateway for the filth
to spawn an obscenity soon to arrive into your flesh

eating a way into your heart
the army of maggots
reanimated you dance and laugh
as the army of maggots


17. The Festering Of Sores


[Bonus Track]

no use in feeble escape
nowhere to run exists
no matter how far you crawl, this plague is always there
the flesh transforms to boils
open wounds that will not close
maggots arrive to feed and hatch thier putrid spawn

the festering of sores

reduced to a shivering pile
wretched lump of waste
leaving a trail of filth as you slowly slither

the festering of sores
you're nothing but a pile of rot

nothing is left to do
but to be devoured
the festering of sores eats you whole