Degrading Mortality

by Hemorrhaging Elysium

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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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Track Name: Exposing Death
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
Track Name: Engulfed by 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

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
Track Name: Filth
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.
Track Name: The Human Happy Meal
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?”
Track Name: Deliver Me Your Flesh
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.
Track Name: Messiah of Decay
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
Track Name: Devour The Soul
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
Track Name: Choking On The Aborted
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.
Track Name: Carve You A Cunt
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
Track Name: Gargle Upon The Menstruation
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