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World Gore (EP)

by Primal Gore

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1.
Treading a storming current Drifting toward the enemy Choking on murky water Gasping for a breath Eyes of the jungle fixed to you Waiting for their catch By bullet or by claw You will be shred to death Festering infection A scent trail to follow A taste for the piranhas Slug wound to the neck Bound at the ankles Dragged from the river’s edge Hoisted and strangled Windpipe compressed Whites of your eyes Lungs no longer reaching What remains to be devoured Carrion for the flora
2.
Necrommando 02:45
A war long forgotten Undead campaign Rise Necrommando Eradicate and consume Necrommando Forced to endure Peppering flesh with lead Seasoned to death’s perfection Kill Necrommando Eradicate and consume Necrommando Forced to tread on Operation ingest all life Bolt straight through the head Sadistic Inhuman Immortal rot Tortured soul Deathless Undying Butchering the enemy Gnawed bones to the heap Prisoners of war engulfed A ripe and noxious feast Insatiable need to feed A lust to kill Swamp logged executioner A trooper of death There is no place to hide There is nowhere to run Die!
3.
A Thin Veil 03:13
An endless sea of corpses A stench of foul decay Thin veil of civilization Dissipating with each body torched Inherited war of attrition Glutton for hell and bloodshed No longer who they once were Becoming a pig for the slaughter A lesson in fear Shattering the veil With each new kill One with the primal self Mass Grave Vault Contains the severed mask Humanity’s nature enfolded Behind the facade We are the killer We are the machine We are what we distrust And what we hate A corpse of humanity Infested by worms The enemy decimated A look of mortification Staring back with a throat slit wide Placing the head upon the altar A sacrifice to violence Perpetuate the compulsion To end all life A lesson in fear Shattering the veil With each new kill One with the primal self Mass Grave Vault Contains the severed mask
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Bamboo Tomb 04:37
Obsessed with torture Writhing stabbing pain Forcing them in a cage To eat their own kind This will become the only thing you know You will not remember the life you once had You must consume those who suffer with you To soothe the cranking of your gut Confined in darkness Warm split laceration Days of forced famine Persecution for the crime Begging for euthanasia No hope for escape No semblance of self Beyond the flesh inherited Jabbing with bayonets Puncturing wounds This is where you will die In a bamboo tomb Spreading the disease Lying face down in feces Dig under and crawl away Toward the jungle line Doesn’t matter much anymore No one will come to save you A rabid fire swelling Napalm Terror Igniting flesh Become death
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released March 10, 2019

Tim Rowland - vocals/all instruments

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