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Degrading Mortality

by Hemorrhaging Elysium

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1.
I watch over them, knowing they will never wake Yet my morbid obsession will not allow me to simply leave them behind Revealing the bare rotting flesh for all to witness I welcome all to view the evidence of carnage I’ve left behind… … And the carnage soon to follow
2.
I awake beneath a body of fresh corpses, leaking every bodily fluid upon my face. The cadavers emptying themselves out, to make a new home for the flies Never questioning for a moment how I ended up here, I simply watch the bodies mold into a mound of flesh under the scorching sun Gagging upon the mere smell of bowels leaving the bodies, I hear the buzzing Engulfed by the flies I watch as they feed and live in the shit, that I have learned to call a home as well Engulfed by the flies I watch as the maggots rise from the pieces Engulfed by the flies In my new world of rotting flesh and steaming shit, I see the innocence of death, As the decomposing meat becomes my only meal. Soon I’m covered with the larva feasting upon me slowly, One thought comes to mind that we all will be… … Engulfed by the flies! Engulfed by the flies I watch as they feed and live in the shit, that I have learned to call a home as well Engulfed by the flies I watch as the maggots rise from the pieces Engulfed by the flies In my new world of rotting flesh and steaming shit, I see the innocence of death, As the decomposing meat becomes my only meal. Soon I’m covered with the larva feasting upon me slowly, One thought comes to mind that we all will be… … Engulfed by the flies! I awake beneath a body of fresh corpses, leaking every bodily fluid upon my face. The cadavers emptying themselves out, to make a new home for the flies
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I look upon your gutted carcass in amazement The way your intestines wrap around your body, makes me feel like an artist. The struggle you put up, only added to my creative mind. The fear your eyes once held dissolved into my brutality. As you clawed at my flesh I decided how to put you to rest. Once I stuck my blade into your gut, all hope left from you. Carving away at you slowly, you beg to be put down quickly. Draining every ounce of who you were, I lay you in a tub of your own waste. Dying, you ask yourself As you clawed at my flesh I decided how to put you to rest. Once I stuck my blade into your gut, all hope left from you. “Why has this evil been stricken upon me?” There is no reason to my bloodlust, I just want to watch you decay in your own filth As you clawed at my flesh I decided how to put you to rest. Once I stuck my blade into your gut, all hope left from you.
4.
I wake to the smell of roasting meat. Before I knew what was going on, my mouth was watering from the smell. Once my eyes opened I stared at a frying pan with a chunk of my flesh sizzling in it. The fat of me is used to grease up the entrees. Father, Mother, Son and Daughter preparing me, for this fine dinner. The son sets the plates The daughter puts out the silverware The mother lights the candles to set the mood As the father trims off some extra meat My jaw hangs down with drool hitting the floor, And all I can say is, “Can I have a bite?” Once my eyes opened I stared at a frying pan with a chunk of my flesh sizzling in it. The fat of me is used to grease up the entrees. Father, Mother, Son and Daughter preparing me, for this fine dinner. The son sets the plates The daughter puts out the silverware The mother lights the candles to set the mood As the father trims off some extra meat My jaw hangs down with drool hitting the floor, And all I can say is, “Can I have a bite?”
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Torn from the earth, I walk amongst you in hunger No recognition of what I was, just the impulse to feed I have no care or worries, just the Impulse to feed No depression, love or hate Just the need to have your flesh! I am far from life; I am all that is necro And you shall soon be mine. My fingers claw though your warm flesh, exposing all you once were Entrails of you spread across the floor, you have welcomed this beast! I have no care or worries, just the Impulse to feed No depression, love or hate Just the need to have your flesh! I am far from life; I am all that is necro And you shall soon be mine. My fingers claw though your warm flesh, exposing all you once were Entrails of you spread across the floor, you have welcomed this beast! I have come back for just one thing, and I will devour all I shall break your ribcage in half to feast upon that thing you call a heart. You will scream for your God But I assure one thing… … He died long ago, now there it’s just me.
6.
Collide with the fables, lost translations of our tales Same repetitive stories infect us Old traditions tainted by word Our world lost in these rumors Converted by fear until ruin Hail torture Accept pain Forget innocence Show me the answers to this burden Since we act out God in the devils land These clouds of decay rain blood and flesh on us As the dirt builds its way upon us I slowly understand cruelty So tiered of the same old mess inside I drag my feet Overcoming the tragedy of understanding I've heard many stories in my life Humble words that twist Depicting an image so different I see a rotting face that speaks to me The feeling of death creeps over Toes gliding against the dry dirt Knowing its story Beholding this sight Collide with the fables, lost translations of our tales Same repetitive stories infect us Old traditions tainted by word
7.
Years of intellect ridiculed by the ones of God Condoning the ways we want to live, to make room for sanctified sanctuary Dissecting the essence of free thought and the ability to question To believe or to be out casted Hold your holy book to my face and preach to me the ways of your fairy tales You expect me to kneel before a God you chose for me to worship? Years you have beaten me down for enlightenments self-taught Rip them apart, devour the soul Never again Time for your damnation by my hands Rip them apart, devour the soul Castrate the essence of religion from their thoughts Rip them apart, devour the soul Silence the ignorance of biblical hate toward the rest of man Rip them apart, devour the hate Rip them apart, devour the soul I do not know if heaven or hell awaits you I do not know if you will simply rot One thing is certain, that you will be killed by my hands Rip them apart, devour the soul
8.
Devoted, loving oh sweet mother, I shall deprive you of the life burning in your womb Justifiable homicide toward the filth lurking inside Your joy soon to be, will satisfy my hunger don’t you see? Distorted to the reality of your need to bring more disease amongst us, I’d rather be choking on the aborted, Then allow simple creation of man. I see you trembling for its life, begging and praying to God, But only I am here before you. Seeing life, I now know I could easily take it, If it means your progenies will never inherit the world. Ripping at your flesh, I see extreme horror drape over your pale face As all of my hate penetrates your plump belly, I show you the living that was once in you Shoving it down my throat, gagging on it squirming limbs leaping for escape, I see your faith has finally left you, As I am choking on the aborted, I now know how God felt.
9.
In the moments I try to find peace and quiet Their voices find a way to pierce right through As the madness bulldozes its way through my mind I lose grasp of who I am The beast in me is awakened I must find a way to silence it Carve, carve you a cunt With my knife I will carve a permanent fuck hole in your throat Stick it in Carve, carve you a cunt With my knife I will carve a permanent fuck hole in your throat Stick it in, inch by inch Twisting it slowly I open up a fresh new cunt for you Gargle upon your own death And bleed for me one last time this month The madness will not end The voices have not stopped I must silence all the ignorant with my blade I desire to carve you a new fuck slit upon your throat As you lay there dying in your filth, making bubbles with the blood I noticed another coming by No time to enjoy your misery Time to carve till there’s not another left Carve, carve you a cunt With my knife I will carve a permanent fuck hole in your throat Stick it in Carve, carve you a cunt
10.
Was it for no reason? Was it planned? Was it an act of insanity? Stalking you with my vicious eyes, I fantasize your death with every step forward you take You catch a glimpse of me, hammer in hand Your face grows pale and drapes with fear I simply smirk and say under my breath, “I will kill you.” You turn to run, but don’t you know it’s already too late? I already have a clump of your hair in my hand, And before you can let out a scream, I’m already beating a menstrual hole into your face! As the body goes limp and falls straight back, I look upon my work. Lips torn off with the claw of my hammer, as your teeth have been smashed to the roots Still alive, I reach in and with my entire strength rip out your tongue I stare at your laying on the pavement, choking to death on the blood Now please, shut up and gargle upon the menstruation

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released November 12, 2013

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Hemorrhaging Elysium St Louis, Missouri

Hemorrhaging Elysium is a brutal death grind act from St. Charles, MO. We released our first E.P. "Messiah of Decay" in the summer of 2012. Our first full length album "Degrading Mortality" was released in the winter of 2013.

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