Энциклопедия

1. The Chondrin Enigma

[Lyrics: Sven de Caluwé]

Ooow!!! Alive?!!!

Vivified by the reek of depravity
A cesspool of existence
Emotive, I'm a wreck!

Breathing through a Test Tube
- Only to realize
Hooked to Apparatus
- Drilled into my core
Horrible muted stench,
With rotting flesh
I am adorn

Alive?
Or subsequently a function to maintain
In this cesspool of existence
Creative, I am a wreck!
On the frontier of insanity
Awoken now clearly my eyes see red
The Chondrin Enigma... Unfolds

Amputated
- Stumps of pounded beef
Consumed - Sodomite cheeks in a composting brew
Amputated
- Festering pounded meat
Consumed - Extracted malformations secrete

Kept alive,
To service in servitude like a shrivelling mess
This gangrenous hive
Ignoramus in an obsolete status

And now I'm taking control
Gathering my scattered mess
And now I'm taking control
Bleeding the sepsis that cankers in me
Bleeding the cancer that is humanity
And extirpates it all...

Kept alive,
To service in servitude like a shrivelling mess
This gangrenous hive
Ignoramus in an obsolete status

Breathing through a Test Tube
- Only to realize
Hooked to Apparatus
- Drilled into my core
Horrible muted stench,
With rotting flesh
I am adorn

Alive?
Or subsequently a function to maintain
In this cesspool of existence
Abrasive, I am a wreck!
On the frontier of morality
Deceased now clearly my eyes bled dry
The Chondrin Enigma... Appends
Ya!


2. A Methodical Overture

[Lyrics by Sven]

An Indomintable thirst to delve
And propagate my surgical addiction,
We have to see, we have to know
Calculus of a disorder
Intricate to my dismay...

Methodically I purse
With rusty hooks and skews
Muscles are ripped from bones
Such an eloquent bliss, my irreverence, insatiable quest for "knowledge"
So many ways, aesthetic deeds to reset the boundaries of pain

Enumeration of cadavers
Casuistry mistaken for Clairvoyance
Epitome of human filth
A mirror of masochistic guilt incarnate
I excoriate
My endless carnage

Evisceration on demand, the emetic stench of human misery
A descent into euphoria, a genocide, the path I have to take
Miscalculated dysphoria, as I bear witness the hunger doesn't fade
I am a pathogenic mystery, a plague restored with rage

The overture, merely a glimpse of what death ensues
The overture, the ending of lives so quiescent
The overture, merely a glimpse of what science lingers
The overture, the opening to a bloodbath so impending
As life becomes...

... A reminiscence of carnal decadence, abhorrent tests
In a mouldy laboratory, hemoglobin extruded
From the retched putrid life
Forms ready at my grasp
A reminiscence of what used to be, abhorrent crud
In a mouldy laboratory, hemoglobin now obsolete
The atchaic abattoir, the dawn of omega

An Indomitable thirst to delve
And propagate my addiction,
We have to see, we have to know
Calculus of a sadistic disorder
Intricate to my dismay...

The first chapter in a bloody trail
The apparatus in process to dissect
We have to bleed, we have to rot
Calculus of human nature
Pathetic to my dismay...


3. Avenious

[Lyrics by Mehdi / Sven / Matty]

This necrotic usurper
Traceless in its shroud
Enslaving souls
In need of satisfaction
Raving souls to fill the motherfucking hole

Feed and fortify
The parasitic loyalty
Manipulate, mortify and maim

Join the lack of anything
Take part in this vacuum
Become a sack of flesh
To share a truly rare state of mind

Under the command
The most impotent avenious
Deluded by reality
To share a truly rare state of mind
Stare blind

The smoke and mirrors
The glance and glitter
The grin of the sickened urge for near-life
A shade of mutualism
Cast on a treacherous bond
Trust is the drug
The barren common ground
Beyond What is represented
As your own choice
As you are caught

Feed and fortify
The parasitic loyalty
Manipulate, mortify and maim

This is not the first nor the last
A useful exercise...
Different perspectives to reality
My methods of malice and scorn are revealed

Employed in dramatic performance of virtue to symbolize
The perfect balance between good taste, pain and suffering

Your true face exposed

Behind your mask, behind the farce, you still hide
Behind your mask, nameless coward
Behind your mask, the face behind the face
Finally exposed, useless puppets, now step forth

Join lack of anything
Take part in this vacuum
Become a sack of flesh
To share a truly rare state of mind

The smoke and mirrors
The glance and glitter
The grin of the sickened urge for a near-life
A shade of mutualism
Cast on a treacherous bond
Trust is the drug
The barren common ground
Beyond What is represented
As your own choice
As you are caught

Feed and fortify
The parasitic loyalty
Manipulate, mortify and maim


4. The Spaying Séance

[Lyrics by Niek / Sven]

Drastic surgery of the female anatomy
Artificial impediment of fecundity
Evisceration of the reproductive viscera
Impending mutilation of the brood inside

The patient: Incise my womb
Deprive me of potential progenies
Never to breed again
Despoiled of descendants
Incise my cavities
Never to hemorrhage again

Abounded with mongrels
This dusty realm must be cleansed
Ritual slaying of the sceptic source of this infection

My inner tomb
A final resting place for progenies
Never to breed again
Despoiled of gangrene
Sanguine abasement befalls
Never to breed again

A virulent soup of menstrual gore
Eve's curse reversed into a trail of guts
Bringing an end to the depravity mistaken for humanity

Abounded with mongrels
This dusty realm must be cleansed
Ritual slaying of the sceptic source of this infection

Incise my womb
Deprive me of potential progenies
Never to breed again
Despoiled of descendants
Incise my cavities
Never to hemorrhage again

Internal abdomen exposed - a sanguinary void
The final solution of humanity set
Public castration by the hands of thyself
Excise the infection of human filth
Parturition of genital waste

Urethral carnage - aberrant gynaecol
The spaying séance


5. ...And Carnage Basked In It's Own Ebullience

[Lyrics by Sven]

Through arcane ages,
A self destructive pattern
War mongers and celestine fools
A plot wrought by tools

Control mass delirium, manipulating the insecure
A tell tale of hypocrite redemption
Abusing the void and need for something that guides thee
Precarious evolution into a global war, they crave
In the eyes of beholder, insane...
Strap down the infidel of hate

The essence of the beast revealed as rage
Control mass delirium, destroy which is inferior
Killing in the name of "god", so redundant
Savagert for mental slaves

And carnage basked in its own wrought hell
Tempting fate with its wrist and razor
Meticulously slicing veins
The frailty of the human condition
With praise and guts leaders are torn
Spirituality has been forlorn
With guts and no glory millions are torn
Barbarism in the name of god

Through arcane ages,
A self destructive pattern
Revel in bloodshed, for the delusions of a man
War mongers and Celestine pools
A plot wrought by tools


6. The Foul Nucleus Of Resurrection

[Lyrics by Sven]

Partaking studies of what death was supposed to be
Irreversible - chemical reality
Revive the dead into a haze of gore and guts
Incessant miscreants, to chew on those I abhor

The Nucleus of resurrection
Enthral the dead in my collection...
Of masticated rot
The nucleus of resurrection
One with the dead

Conclude the formula to erase the final barrier
Raise the stiffs, kill the living
Contagious levels sullied my virtuous claim
Irresponsible - morgue set ablaze

The nucleus of resurrection
Legions of parasites incubated
Voracios war, set to the fore
Appalling butchery, the animate exhale no more

Partaking studies of what death was supposed to be
Irreversible - chemical reality
Revive the dead into a haze of gore and guts
Incessant miscreants, to chew on those I abhor

The Nucleus of resurrection
Enthral the dead in my collection....
Voracious war, set to the fore
Appalling butchery, the animate exhale no more


7. Archetype: Malice & Scorn

[Lyrics by Sven]

Genesis, ill - natured from the womb
I am an example, identified, malice in its purest from
Forged by disgust, my inner torment
Origin recognized from the primeval mass

I'm omega reborn -
The dawn of omega return
I'm an example of filth and disgust
The essence of humanity, the true nature of crud
To bring havoc and global unrest
My hatred rooted firmly from my misconception
I'm the archetype of man

All those that fell before my knees
Vermin, atrocities
Not worthy of contemplation
Anomalies, imperfections
All those that fell before my knees
Vermin, atrocities
Not worthy of contemplation
Anomalies, imperfections

Call it a leap of faith
I will guide you to death
Slavery a luxury to come
In this hell you brought on your own

Genesis, ill - natured from the womb
I am an example, identified, malice in its purest from
Forged by disgust, my inner torment
Origin recognized from the primeval mass

I'm omega reborn
I'm the archetype of man
I'm an example of filth and disgust
The essence of humanity, the true nature of crud
To bring havoc and global unrest
My hatred rooted firmly from my misconception
I'm the archetype of man
I'm the voice of your nation


8. Ingenuity In Genocide

[Lyrics by Sven]

Recline and behold, a sorbid display
Absorb and digest, the most nauseating of all
Novellas ever told

So Incompetent, yet urged to implement
Despite the lack of operative skills,
His lacunal medical content
A raging disgust to populace portent
So incompetent yet urged to operate

Inflicting cessation - upon a world that's left to rot
Genocidal perfection - procreating necrosis on a global scale
Inflicting cessation - upon a world dying to end
Genocidal profection - from dusk till dawn to end

Recline and behold,
Forever - prophecies foretold
In my eyes - merely a function to uphold

I cannot see why anyone would regret
The extermination of this rock of filth
Humanitary suffocates,
Humanity hates
Industrial channels conform the abolition on organic integrity

Forever - prophecies foretold
In my eyes - merely a function to uphold
Forever - prophecies foretold
In my eyes - merely a function to uphold

So Incompetent, yet urged implement
Despite the lack of operative skills,
His lacunal medical content from dusk till dawn to end

Ingenuity In Genocide...

Inflicting cessation - upon a world that's left to rot
Genocidal perfection - procreating necrosis on a global scale
Inflicting cessation - upon a world dying to end
Genocidal profection - from dusk till dawn to end

I cannot see why anyone would regret
The extermination of this rock of filth
Humanity suffocates,
Humanity hates
Industrial channels conform
The abolition of organic integrity

Absorb and digest, the most nauseating of all
Novellas ever told


9. An Odious Emanation

[Lyrics by Sven / Mehdi]

An anomalous host emerges
From the breach in the collective conscious
Spreading relentless callousness
In the benevolently open minds

Raptured and indignified
Become like the keeper
And send his message forth
Become like the keeper
Harrow all those to cause Turmoil

Anchorless madness
Now adrift in torrents of carnage
A searing voice of screeching razors
Disseminating his verdict under the snapping of cartilage
Debilitate and torture the very body of all creation

Engrave our flesh with anger
His throes are ours to spread
Derail their train on thought
Its consequence, our intent

Inhaling every soul
We mould his thought
Gather - devour
We mould into his form

Shedding light as fire for the moths
For the meek who will take no part
Let them wander in their delusions
While we are in the shade of truth

Shedding light as fire for the moths
For the weak who will take no part
Let them rot in their delusions
We draw you in to burn in our illusions

Excise the book of creation
An Odious emanation formed
Ostracise this worthless defamation
An Odious emanation reborn

Become like the keeper
Harrow all those to cause
Turmoil

An anomalous host emerges
From the breach in the collective conscious
Spreading relentless callousness
In the benevolently open minds
Odious emanation


10. Prolific Murder Contrivance

[Lyrics by Sven]

Grinding gears and machinery
Apparatus gesticulate
Constructed, an automated hell
Avernus incarnate - the immaculate it allures
A cold calculated device

Extruding meat with expertise
Refining a cankerous heap
To expose a delicatesse, with grand rigour
A protein loaded plat de resistance
The maitre D standing in awe

Finally a potent banquet
Canning up fresh head - soufflé
A Voracious smelly hors - d'oeuvre
For the mass to reconsume their brood
Canning up fresh head - soufflé
For the mass to reconsume their brood
Canning up fresh head - soufflé
For the flock to rejoice in rancidity

Grinding gears and machinery
The Apparatus gesticulate
Constructed, an automated hell
The Apparatus gesticulate
A murder contrivance made

A wholesome feature, snarling concoction,
A heaving organic mess
Mongrels are feeding, led down believing, their minds too ignorant

Such a culinary incest, eat the rot, gangrenous plot
Such a culinary feast, eat the rot, best served hot
Avernus incarnate - the immaculate, it allures
A cold calculated device

Grinding gears and machinery
The Apparatus gesticulate
Constructed, an automated hell
The Apparatus gesticulate
A murder contrivance made
Extruding meat with expertise
Refining a cakerous heap


11. Underneath Rorulent Soil

[Lyrics by Ross Sewage]

Bereft of nitrates and fustulent nutrition
Lacking nutrients, a terrible cohibition
Anhydrous and stale and profoundly lacking
The abortive corpus you refuse to stop dragging

"Let thirst the soil!" as you cling to your life
Necrovores thrash for a meal they contrive
Unadjourned organs are worth more rent asunder
A value at last, at bolus six feet under

Die!

In extremis, a death rattle sounds off like a fife
As autolsis commences, there's birth to new life
Larvae dispatch and edaciously masticate
Unto the ground, your body, they repatriate

Underneath rorulent soil
An unquenched mealy maw is prepared to toil
Underneath rorulent soil
Bacteria await to feast on boils

The abdomen distends while a microbe gambols
The wales, weals and welts leave your face a shambles
Tumescence fit to burst
A flatulent rip exhauled

Liquefying remains inaugurate irrigation
Sinuous gralloch and dirt foment a concatenation
Steaming piles of intestine melt into the ground
No longer parched, as nutritional gore abounds

From ashes to masses ans dust to pus
Finally in death, your bag of flesh is precious
No trials of weeping, no tears and divested
Just your flabbeus corpus the earth has digested

Underneath rorulent soil
The ground quivers ingesting its spoils
Underneath rorulent soil
Nutrients drip in mortal coils

The abdomen distends while a microbe gambols
The wales, weals and welts leave your face a shambles
Tumescence fit to burst
A flatulent rip exhauled


12. Surprise! You're Dead

[Bonus Track For Europe]

[Faith No More Cover]

[Music & Lyrics by Faith No More, Album 'The Real Thing' 1989]

Surprise! you're dead!
Ha ha! open your eyes

See the world as it used to be when you used to be in it
When you were alive and when you were in love
And when I took it from you!

It's not over yet
You don't remember?
I won't let you forget
The hatred I bestowed
Upon your neck with a fatal blow
From my teeth and my tongue
I've drank and swallowed, but it's just begun
Now you are mine
I'll keep killing you until the end of time

Surprise! you're dead!
Guess what?
It never ends...

The pain, the torment and torture, profanity
Nausea, suffering, perversion, calamity
You can't get away

It's not over yet
You don't remember?
I won't let you forget
The hatred I bestowed
Upon your neck with a fatal blow
From my teeth and my tongue
I've drank and swallowed, but it's just begun
Now you are mine
I'll keep killing you until the end of time

Surprise! you're dead!
Ha ha! open your eyes

Surprise! you're dead!
Guess what?
It never ends...
It never ends!


13. Slaughtered

[Bonus Track For Japan]

[Pantera Cover]

[Music & Lyrics by Pantera, Album 'Far Beyond Driven' 1994]

One's own Kingman, Christ person, Woman God.
At battle with a mass astrengent.
The bond
That blends the weak to the wise.
It's a safe assumption that you'd want
to save me now.
But I'll never face castration.
For your sacred sow is left slaughtered.
Brainwashed by me.
Myself influence I.
Bird brained
World saver.
A fake god rests dead inside you.
It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now.
But I'll never face castration.
For your sacred sow is left
Slaughtered.
System destroyed.
Exposed and unployed.
The fruit
Of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to
Ignore reality's claw.
Knife to your wrist, syringe in your
Arm is your ounce of prevention.
Give what you made,
And under your name on your grave, is salvation.
A big
Fucking joke.
Slaughter the pig, the self righteous king for your own
Restoration.
For your God is in your chest, and faith kills
What is precious, for death is unanswered.
Do sin.