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Skewered In The Sewer

by Gutslit

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    This album unleashes a relentless assault of barbaric death metal oozing with putrid emanations and cacophonous sonic mayhem. It features 9 deviant tracks which will plunge the listener into a maelstrom of insidious brutality and gore. With a demented cover art created by the master artist Mark Riddick and guest vocals by femme fatale Mallika Sundaramurthy of Abnormality and Parasitic Extirpation.

    "Skewered In The Sewer" marks a new dawn in the festering annals of brutal death metal. Highly recommended for fans of Insidious Decrepancy, Inveracity, Deeds of Flesh, Pyrexia and more.

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With eroticism in her eyes and a hungry soul, she looked on that Phallic protrusion. She loves it long, she loves it strong. Covered in white redolent pores. She likes it when they bleed, when it hurts him all the more. She grabs it and makes them ooze the mucus all the more. Puss filled Phallic, not meant for any doomed soul. Even hated by the one blessed with it. But she is the one who has a different captivation. When blood and glop seems Enthralling Ever More. Tongue out suck and gulp down your throat Foul smell, rotten wounds, bloody blisters Sweet redolent Pores, Sweet redolent Pores I wonder what Fetish, I wonder what amour. To lick such a dick, to suck a mucus oozing pore Enthrallment is stunning. Yet wonderful. She will suck till the last drop, she will bite off the skin to create more. She has learned to love. To bite when you like. To lick when the blood pours She isn’t shy nor will she deny, her love for mucus, pores, sores, wounds and bloody poles The cherry on the cake is her shit on the Cumming dick Ultimately its all going to be sucked in. Puss filled sight of divine Orgasmic Sensuous Bliss Divine Call it Fetish or Obsession She will come for more She will come for more She will come for you Till you cum, she will wait And once you do, that will be the last Last time you ever ejaculate
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Offal Barter 03:22
Kneel down before me Look up at me You ain’t different from thee A Mortal fucking being Raped to divine, Forged for Fun, Hacked to Amaze Open Torso, Hollow Skull, Nerves Wrecked Hung Innards, Scooped Eyes, Stuffed Veins Sliced Muscles, Pulled Tendons, Slashed Face Brain poured into my wine Blood splattered before I dine Liver, Lungs, Spleen I find Your Offal are but mine Rectal pumped into Your Arteries and your spine Nerves combed out into a straight line Wiping blood stains with tongue and sweat At least use a live being for the task Saliva dripping through the bleeding orifice Snapping Jaws, your face is a toothless artefact Engulfed in the beautiful stench As I eviscerate Pulling out...one offal at a time A body, hollow left as a mold Pulled out heart, lungs and bones As he looks down on the meat He can’t, but just shags out sperm Dragged across the hall Falling organs and blood Peeled skin slipping, hair pulled by the clit War is within when I rest The slaughter knife on your chest With smooth elegance as I glide My knife through your spine Broken beaten tortured fuck Your Offal are but mine Beaten Shattered Raped Your Offal are but mine
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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 anesthesia 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
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As fungus takes over growing down the vertebrae Amoeba flowing....in your veins Coughing blood, choking on worms Pests feasting....on your toes Biting nails, exposing flesh Walking in a pool of blood Lying in but pain Grave of maggots Rotten putrescent Spine pulled like a rubber band Stretched to the brink Fragile nervous system All seems like a bunch of threads and knots Time to liberate has finally come Atrophic cranial disintegration On your dead corpse I shall rise As vile a rogue... You shall Die Your mind only fears the torture The pain felt when you’re alive Nobody knows the eternal pleasure Of mutilating a stalwart being Her boobs never felt any warmer With her blood pouring over them now Slit throat, senseless motionless Spine twisted hung on innards Run now, let’s play toy train You and me. You stop, I slash Trail of Blood You jump, I jump I butcher, you scream Hands cut, legs cut Oh fuck...You’re limbless A fist fight for all the glory he could seek. It was all fun when he was fighting the weak With every blow to the ribs, his name was born Deep inside every muscle was torn He thought he had fought them all, torn every muscle, broken every bone. His heart wouldn't pound with any fear no more. His flesh wouldn't bleed anymore. Scars glorified him, them bleeding got all the more interest. He sported them with joy and boasted to be the strongest man Like a razor through the flesh, he would make his enemies bleed. They would cry of pain but his laughter, always louder than their screams. Blood spat memories on every floor every ring. His bare knuckles seemed powerful than that of steel. Everywhere I see, I see your body parts Torn ligaments, pulled tendons, dangling bones Riverside I sit with a cigar Dreaming of a merciless killing With a smooth blade Slash every throat, cut every limb Blood rains, red rivers, weeping earth, laughing villains Fields of organs, crops of decay Mountains of dead humans, pilled till Eclipse.
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Short knife tucked comfortably in my hand I approach with precision and calm Slice through the skin deep penetrate Wrinkled brows sweating blood and pain Skin opened with a smooth cut Skull exposed covered with Blood I lick the blood and savor the fluid As I hack open the brain inside Beautiful maze of grey cells Oozing brain fluid over his face Live long my friend, Cause I have just begun To make your brain into a custard I see the clot, the blood hemorrhage It won’t hurt long, You won’t feel the pain I shall bite it off if need be Suck every single drop of blood Scooped out ... In a deep sauce pan Blood poured and cooked on slow flame Coagulation, concentrated delicate Brain mashed, nerves and entrails Poured out, into molds .....sweet tiny star shaped Stuffed eyes in the middle....A surprise treat Set overnight then remolded stars
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Pulp Face 03:37
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 ... ATTACK WINNER DEATH AND BURIED ALL IN ONE GO ! 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 !
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Come now my child Let’s go for a joy ride Around slopes and valleys Along rivers and streams All flowing down the tract Down your intestines (0:29) With walls filled with puss and worms in a cluster Feeding on the live flesh Inside your feeble chest Slowly down we go.... In your torso ... around thee Through your mouth and throat or through your nasal door Lets go down the esophagus Right like a bolus would In the acidic juices of your stomach We float like meatballs It’s like a wave-pool Bathing in sacred juices of digestion and burns Sliding down the pancreas We gonna twist and turn Right in the transverse colour, into the intestines.... This is where I shall, building little home With cute baby worms feasting on the inside They play along the colours, in this maze world My little angels they won’t do any harm They will just suck a little of you at every dawn As I see this beautiful world Of blood everywhere...every wall Drenched in oozing puss.... The sweet maze of entrails Ulcers from inside as they burst Letting it to heal is not what we do best Contraction of Ileum and Jejunum Colourful twisted Spleen and Rectum You pass Stools of blood Oops Sorry we couldn’t keep so much packed up Beat yourself cause we ain’t going anywhere Cut open your stomach and you’ll see there The maze is twisted as my mind We just feed, on your pain more than flesh Eaten from within, you’ll feel every second Slowly as we dig, deeper within Your brain can’t but just feel the pain The churning in your stomach deep within We aren’t in a hurry ourselves We have a lifetime of time to spend The longer you live, it’s good for us We shall give you company till you’re laid to rest In your grave also we shall keep your trust Along the twisted maze we shall feast Your tomb marks just the beginning an infection down everyone’s throat The gut feeling in their stomach It’s just us and they don’t just know
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Stench filled drenches Sweet bliss aromatic sight These sewers are twisted Lost deep within one’s mind Arched, royal, mighty Filled with all but shit Now it’s time to.. Time for the Butcher’s Feast With a long skewer in my (hand) I shall start piercing From your urethra to your chin The sere goes deeper within Through the spine, every vertebrae Through the Torso and the Neck As your blood trickles down On the Iron Rod It’s a call for feast for all the rotten and the damned Hung across the walls, your feeble self Feasted upon you shall be, From outside and within Peeled with my claws Layer by Layer As the blood trickles The moment I savour Your screams get louder My excitement ... Greater Wake up my dear friend, “You’re Skewered in the Sewer” Death you shall get Not so soon, Not so quick Your organs will be devoured Some whole, some minced Numbness is the last Thing you’ll ever feel Pain is the best friend, Till death it shall be Bleeding eyes, Punctured Lungs, Torn Muscles, Marrow Dripping Intestines Hanging, Organs Dangling Is it Heaven that I’m in ? The sight is soothing Calming orgasmic Blood filled sewers Cartilaginous Choked drains Skewered Bodies

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This album unleashes a relentless assault of barbaric death metal oozing with putrid emanations and cacophonous sonic mayhem. It features 9 deviant tracks which will plunge the listener into a maelstrom of insidious brutality and gore. With a demented cover art created by the master artist Mark Riddick and guest vocals by femme fatale Mallika Sundaramurthy of Abnormality and Parasitic Extirpation.

"Skewered In The Sewer" marks a new dawn in the festering annals of brutal death metal. Highly recommended for fans of Insidious Decrepancy, Inveracity, Deeds of Flesh, Pyrexia and more.

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released January 21, 2013

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INDIAN BRUTAL DEATH GRIND

Pulverizing the masses since 2007

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