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1 | Hidden Perversions
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| 2 | Sweet Lobotomy
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| 3 | Powdered Flesh
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| 4 | Goreality
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| 5 | Gangrened Divined Stigma
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| 6 | Frozen Meat
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| 7 | Ecstasy For Decayed Chunks
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| 8 | Killing Astral Projections
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| 9 | Bodily Ransack |
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Dave Rotten: Vocals & Lyrics
Juancar: Guitars
Cabra: Guitars
Furni: Drums
Lucky: Bass |
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Recorded, mixed and mastered at EL JARDIN PARAMETRICO STUDIOS.
Recorded between May 6th-18th 1996
Mixed between Sep 4th-16th 1996
Recording & Mixing Engineer: Miguel R. Astudillo (Assistance by Karlos
Martinez)
Mastered by Jesus Yanes
Cover artwork by Joe Petagno
Keyboards by Xavier Rubio.
Track 10 is a BarпїЅn Rojo cover(written in 1981)
Remastered and re-released in 2004 with the 3 tracks from the (1993 release)
'Carnivoracity' single as bonus tracks, which were also remastered. |
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| 1. Hidden Perversions
[Music: Juancar '96]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
Nobody May Wonder, My Deep Secret Thoughts,
Judging By My Look
Nice And Friendly Guy, A Respectable Job,
Nothing To Complain About
Everyone Who Knows Me, Would Never Imagine,
My Inner Cruelty
They Would Never Think, That T |
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They Could Be The Next
But Here I Am, With One Of My Victims,
Her Body Is Fully Gagged
A Badly Bruised Face, Razor Blade Cuts,
All Over Her Legs
Deformed Bloody Holes, That Used To Be Nipples,
Emanating Blood
Lubricated Cunt, After Many Of My
Beastly Penetrations
[1st Chorus:]
I Don't Even Know
Who This Bitch Is Anymore
Always I Forget Them
They All Look The Same To Me
[1st Chorus:]
I Don't Even Know
Who This Bitch Is Anymore
Always I Forget Them
They All Look The Same To Me
My Mind Is Transformed
And I Become A Beast
The Most Perverted Thoughts
Are Controlling My Acts
Inhuman Vexations
Even Cannibalistic Rites
Pleasures Of The Flesh
Their Bloody Corpse Is My Lust
[2nd Chorus:]
And Worst Of All, Is That I Enjoy This Shit
But When I've Finished, I Disgust Myself
It's Like Being In A Blinding Trance
Where I Only Follow My Repressed Instincts
[2nd Chorus:]
And Worst Of All, Is That I Enjoy This Shit
But When I've Finished, I Disgust Myself
It's Like Being In A Blinding Trance
Where I Only Follow My Repressed Instincts
2. Sweet Lobotomy
[Music: Furni '96]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
Searching Through The Gloomy Night
An Innocent Young Student
Mainly Girls, Mainly Gays
They Are The Weakest Preys
Lurking In The Darkness
Surprising Them From Behind
A Hard Strike On The Head
Snatching Their Consciousness
The Corpse Must Be Alive
While He Takes It To His Home
Then Bound To An Armchair
Down In The Basement
[Pre-Chorus:]
Shaving The Head
And Drawing Pattern Lines
Right Over The Skin
Where To Make The Cut
Opening The Skull
Exposing His Brain
The Victim Is Still Alive
Shrieking In Pain
[Chorus x2:]
A Spoonful Of Grey Mass
Sweet Lobotomy
[Pre-Chorus:]
Shaving The Head
And Drawing Pattern Lines
Right Over The Skin
Where To Make The Cut
[Chorus x2:]
A Spoonful Of Grey Mass
Sweet Lobotomy
It's His Debility, A Delicious Caprice
Only Reserved To Privileged Minds
Every Neuron Must Be Alive
Right From The Skull To His Mouth
All His Knwoledge Will Be Increased
Eating The Biggest Amount Of Brains
3. Powdered Flesh
[Music: Avulsed '94]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
[1st Chorus:]
Difficult Storage
Impossible To Conserve
Flesh Is So Corruptible
Freezing Is Not Enough
[2nd Chorus:]
There Are So Many Victims
Meat Starts To Pile Up
Stench Of Putrefaction
Is Invading My Home
[3rd Chorus:]
Anxiety For Killing
Is Stroonger Than Me
Human Flesh Is So Tasty
I'm Living Tangled In Fucking Gore!!
My Chemical Knowledge
Could Be My Solution
The Key To My Problems
Is Based On Experimentation!!
It Must Be Something Light
Which Doesn't Occupy Stace
And Imposible To Rot
Dust!!
Blood!!
Drying Up The Flesh
Through Complex Proceeding
Extracting All Liquids
And Grinding All The Mass
Just Adding Blood
The Freshest Blood!!
The Powdered Flesh
Once Again Fresh!!
Countless Moulds
Millions Of Forma!!
Ready To Eat
Do You Want A Bit??
[1st Chorus:]
Difficult Storage
Impossible To Conserve
Flesh Is So Corruptible
Freezing Is Not Enough
[2nd Chorus:]
There Are So Many Victims
Meat Starts To Pile Up
Stench Of Putrefaction
Is Invading My Home
My Dismembered Bodies
Have Left To Be A Problem For Me
All These Nauseous Odours
Won't Be Anymore!!
This Will Be My Secret
I Won't Share It With No One Else
My Conscience Is Clean
Let All Flesh Rot!!
[3rd Chorus:]
Anxiety For Killing
Is Stroonger Than Me
Human Flesh Is So Tasty
I'm Living Tangled In Fucking Gore!!
4. Goreality
[Music: Cabra '95/96]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
Man's Perversion
Goes Beyond
His Own Imagination
Gore Movies
Are Not Enough
To Make Him Feel A Real Situation
He Wants To Use
Real Human Preys
To Catch Their True Panic Expression
No Special Effects
No Fucking Tricks
Authentic Victims Will Be Sacrificed
The Easiest Way Is To Fool A Slut
And Convince Her To Take Part In A Film
A Hidden House In A Forlorn Wood
Where Nobody Can Hear Her Dying Screams
The Hooker Is Raped
And Tied To The Bed
While Sadistic Tortures Are Being Performed
Both Hands' Fingers
Are Being Cut In Slices
And She's Looking At Herself Writhing With Painful Howls
Crushing Her Arms
With A Hammer
And Later Hacking Them With An Axe
Avulsing Her Legs
With Sudden Stretchings
Splashing All Around With Her Hot And Thick Blood
The Easiest Way Is To Fool A Slut
And Convince Her To Take Part In A Film
A Hidden House In A Forlorn Wood
Where Nobody Can Hear Her Dying Screams
Later This Film
Will Be Spreaded
Around Maniacs
With His Same Taste
Unfortunately
Those Kinds Of Crimes
Are Still Being Done
Even More Every Day
5. Gangrened Divined Stigma
[Music: Avulsed '93]
[Lyrics: Avulsed]
The Divine Revelation
In Form Of Bleeding Nail Wounds
I'm Marked With The Sign - Of God!!
New Christ's Reincarnation
Or Just Hallucinations??
Am I Only A Paranoid - Or Not??
[1st Chorus:]
Two Ever-Bleeding Stigmas - Pierce My Hands
Although I Was Never Crucified
I'm Admired By Christians Like A Saint
Like A New Messiah... Worship Me!!
Holy Manifestations
It's Turning Into Infection
Purulence Grows Under - The Gore!!
Intense Suppuration
Necrotic Emanations
Smell The Real Stench - Of Rot!!
[1st Chorus:]
Two Ever-Bleeding Stigmas - Pierce My Hands
Although I Was Never Crucified
I'm Admired By Christians Like A Saint
Like A New Messiah... Worship Me!!
[2nd Chorus:]
The Holy God's - Revelation
It's Turning In - Putrefaction
Infected, Putrid, Rotting
Gangrened Divine Stigma
Gangered Sores Spreading Fast Among My Skin
My Skin!!
Rotten Limbs Should Be Avulsed Off The Trunk
Off The Trunk!!
[1st Chorus:]
Two Ever-Bleeding Stigmas - Pierce My Hands
Although I Was Never Crucified
I'm Admired By Christians Like A Saint
Like A New Messiah... Worship Me!!
[2nd Chorus:]
The Holy God's - Revelation
It's Turning In - Putrefaction
Now I Feel A Demon Inside Me And Says:
And Says:
"Take A Knife And Cut Off Your Own Arm Right Now
Right Now!!
Mutilate Yourself Or Rot Forever,
Do It Now!!"
My Faith Is Gone - I'm Decaying
Maimed And Alone - And Forsaken
Covered With Blood - A Knife In My Hand
A Crude End - As Bloody As Ever!!
6. Frozen Meat
[Music: Furni '95/96]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
Several Years Of Scatiness
And Misery
Eastern Lands Of Communist
Government
His Job - In The Municipal Morgue
Gave Him Money Just To Survive
For His Own Necessities And Nothing Else
Solitary Life, No Compromise
Morgue's Boss
He's Responsible, He's Got The Keys
Whole Disposition
A Room - Full Of Unknown Cadavers
Nobody Will Miss One Corpse A Month
After All They're Just Fucking Dead Beggars
[Chorus:]
Frozen Meat - In Perfect State Of Preservation
Human Flesh Is Tender And Sweet
Livid, Cold And Soft - The Abdomen Is So Tasty
And The Thighs Are Really Consistent
[Chorus:]
Frozen Meat - In Perfect State Of Preservation
Human Flesh Is Tender And Sweet
Livid, Cold And Soft - The Abdomen Is So Tasty
And The Thighs Are Really Consistent
Roasted Ribs, Fried Innards
Biceps Fillets, Thigh Stew
Minced Fingers, Tongue In Sauce
Bones For Stock, Brain Sherbet
Every Body Part Can Always Be Thrifty
Typical Prejudices Must Be Left Apart
When Salary Is Too Low And Nobody Can Help You
You'll Have To Learn To Search For Food Everywhere
Many People Are Dying Of Famine
But Cannibalism Is Still Taboo
Tons Of Delightful Mean Are Being Wasted
Leaving Them To Rot Into Their Tombs
7. Ecstasy For Decayed Chunks
[Music: Juancar '94/95]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
Delightful Dishes Before My Eyes
Every Time A I See A Corpse
The Smell Of Blood Disturb My Mind
I Can't Resist The Juicy Flesh
Internal Fluids Running Down
The Mortified And Rotting Meat
A Gorgeous Mass Of Inert Skin
Bleeding Muscles And Twisted Guts
An Inner Chilling Invades My Being
Almost Sexual The Climax I Can Feel
Necrocannibalistic Vision Of Blood
Perverted Taste, Abnormal Way Of Life
Maggots Feeding
In Ocular Globes
Opened Sores
Smelling Carrion
Rancid Secretions Are My Aroma
Hallucinogenous Odours Of Death
Eyes Rolled Back By An Overdose
Of Pleasant Morbidious Orgasm
Tender Liver
Subtle Morsel
Severed Tongue
Supremous Palate
Cold Limbs - Frigid
Orgasm - Fermenting
Ecstasy For Decayed Chunks
[Chorus:]
Blood, Healthy Drink
Eyes, Like Sweet Candies
Bile, Precious Sauce
Pus, Cream Of Gods
Bones, Like A Trophy
Guts, Viscous Pleasure
[Chorus:]
Blood, Healthy Drink
Eyes, Like Sweet Candies
Bile, Precious Sauce
8. Killing Astral Projections
[Music: Juancar '95]
[Lyrics: Dave Rotten]
No Arms, No Legs
Confined In A Bed
For The Rest Of His Life
A Night, With His Bride
Inside The Car
They Were Attacked By Four
Unscrupulous Maniacs
The Girl, Raped To Death
In Front Of Him
He Couldn't Do Anything
To Help Her Screams Of Agony
The Guy Was Tied
Around A Tree
While His Wife Was Lying Dead
Stabbed And Cruelly Whipped
With Furious Rage
Until His Limbs Were
Hacked Out Of His Body Trunk
Left And Abandoned
Spilling Blood
Until Someone Found Him
And Brought His Remains To A Hospital
A Scrap Of Life Was Still Left Inside Of Him
The Aim Of Revenge Was The Only Thing
That Forced Him To Fight For Life
Countless Surgical Interventions
Which Put Him On The Edge Of Life And Death
Recovering, During Two Years, With Painful Therapies...
His Mind, His Soul, Could Be The Best Way For His Revenge
Astral Projections Could Act For Him
While His Inert Body Lies Peacefully
There Won't Be Proof Of Any Of The Crimes
He's Planning To Make To His Malefactors
All Of Them Will See The Unseen
Before Being Executed By The Avenger Soul...
Only A Shadow, A Dark Entity
Nothing Human
An Astral Projection
One By One, The Four Maniacs
Have Been Tortured
The Same Way They Did...
9. Bodily Ransack
[Music: Avulsed '92]
[Lyrics: Avulsed]
Dark Suburbs Of Misery
Where People Crawls On The Dirt
Territory Of Violent Hunts
And Commerce With Human Beings
[Chorus:]
I Can Hear The Cry
Of Dying Human Mice
Innocent Preys
Of A Morbid Trade
Killed In The Most Brutal Way
By Surgeons Trained To Slay
Mutilated, Hung On A Meat Hook
Frozen Limbs To Avoid Decay
[Chorus:]
I Can Hear The Cry
Of Dying Human Mice
Innocent Preys
Of A Morbid Trade
Dissapeared - Shattered Lifes
Body Snatching - Organs For Sale
Occult Business - Dealing With Corpses
Abducting People - Massacring Them
Used In Experimentation
Bloody Useless Vivisections
Scientifical Immolation
Cadavers For Weird Dissections
Assasinated - Horrible Deaths
Eviscerated - Ablated Entrails
Torns To Pieces - Shredded Limbs
Exterminated - No One Cares
Covering
Organs Demand
Killing The Poorest
Rich Shall Survive
Selling And Buying
Corporal Parts
Macabre Black Market
Bodily Ransack
Buried Into Massive Graves
A Vast Pile Of Carbonized Remains
Millions Of Crimes Are Being Ignored
Forgotten Corpses Rot Away
[Chorus:]
I Can Hear The Cry
Of Dying Human Mice
Innocent Preys
Of A Morbid Trade