Skewered in the Sewer

by Gutslit


Gutslit Mumbai, India

Gutslit is a brutal death grind band from Mumbai, India. Founded in 2007. The band has released one EP and a full length, titled ''Skewered in the Sewer'' on Ghastly Music (Japan) and Coyote Records (Russia)


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Track Name: Pulp Face
Fist fight, bare knuckles, steel rings, iron claws, jabbed in the face, smashed across the floor, rubbed in the ground, kicked in the mud, brain mashed, mixed in soil, fodder for the seeds, blood serves the water for the plants, Pulpy orange like face, pumpkin like body, all taken down with a blow, what might, what excellence, what amazing intense action, what a picturesque view, what capture and a painting of a bleeding half dead warrior
Fights are between two equals, for the greatest there is just a single blow. One touch and down on the ground, in the arena as the crowd cheers, glorifies the winner with innards of the fallen soul. Gladiators fear, animals wonder, a harmless looking human with no weapon, no claws, no fangs, no canines, ripping apart what comes across, killing each and every being. He doesn’t look to distinguish friends. He has none, so you’re safe. He finds you he will pull you in the ring. Blow after blow in your face he will pound. With hammer and fists and knuckles and steel.
Teeth fly like pop corns, blood pours like from a fire hose. Intestines worn like beads, eyes decorated like earrings, skin used to clean the floor, you’re face is nothing but a cigarette butt rubbed in ...
Killed sweetly with all love. Buried without effort. Grave dug with personalised touch. Exact size as you would need. Dug with your own body, skull shoved and limbs uprooted.
Let’s go... Next warrior please !
Track Name: Gutslit, featuring Mallika Sundaramurthy (U.S.A) on vocals - Circumcised With A Chainsaw
Circumcised with a Chainsaw
Come to me for what ails you
I have a cure all it’s phenomenal
Lay down and put your faith in me
Remove the foreskin
Let’s use a chainsaw
You’ll feel a slight sting
No anaesthesia
Trust me I’m a doctor
You won’t miss it, it’s just skin
I adore genital mutilation
The bloody mess is intoxicating
When I hear your screams
I’ll know you’re enjoying it too
Perpetual slaughter, Just a little off the top
Now stay very still or I might cut too much
You might think a chainsaw is overdoing it
But it’s just the right device to mangle and slice
Voluntary sexual organ deformation, no turning back now