Cannibal Corpse
The Wretched Spawn
1. Severed Head Stoning
Buried waist deep gagged and bound
Piles of heads lie on the ground
Executioners start to assemble
Condemed man shakes with fear
Doom now becoming clear
The faces of the heads he resembles
Severed
Head
Stoning
His family's head strike him
The most recent victims
Without mercy savage killers throw
His wife's head breaks his jaw
Bruised flesh becoming raw
From many wounds blood begins to flow
When the victim dies
They chop off his head
Severed head stoning
Bady beaten, in a daze
Eye pops out, fluids spray
Pulsing veins cause the wounds to gush
The end is near the bloody stumps
Mangeld face a mass of lumps
What was now a man reduced to mush
Mashed into a pulp
Dozens of bones break
[Solo - Jack Owen]
Severed head stoning
2. Psychotic Precision
Horrific perception that enters the brain
An abnormal psyche insanitys brain
Cemented beyond immeasurable doubt
Psychotic or not they need a way out
Of their obscured minds
If they want to be set free
Lunatics of wrath
Horrid killing viciously
Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical
In hell they will find
It is where they need to be
Murder redefined
Butcherd meticulously
Killed the same way
On the same day
Various deaths
Identical
Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision
[Solo Jack Owen]
Aware not of tge cruel visions each had
To slaughter alike they must truely be mad
Rewarded with blood on their ignorant hands
These psychos precisely slew many men
With their obscure minds
Feeling that they were set free
Murder redefined
Butcherd meticulously
Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical
Killed the same way
On the same day
Abysmal deaths
Imperceptible
3. Decency Defied
Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collet my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie by the side
Worn on my body or put on display
You mark your skin it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather
Taking your hide before you have died
Decency defied
Crudely I cut away
All are my prey
Tell me how it feels when your flesh is peeled
You are vain with your art
I desire it torn appart
With my insane hunting the removal of flesh now starts
You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather
Taking your hide before you have died
Decency defied
To you a design
Now a trophy made mine
To you a design
Now a trophy made mine
I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind
I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind
[Solo Jack Owen]
Ignoring your cries
Exposing your insides
Violence defined
Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collect, my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie side by side
Worn on my body or put on display
You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather
Taking your hide before you have died
Decency defied
4. Frantic Disembowelment
Intestines exposed
By violent thrusts
The innards removes
Dissecting the guts
To rip through the skin
Tissue and muscle
Cartilage shreading
Draining blood vessels
Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes
Flesh matters the most
When splattered around
Its never morose
Absurdly profouned
Fresh insides come out
Excitedly done
My purpose in life
To kill just for fun
Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes
Frantic disembowelment
Deprived of vital content
Organ loss without consent
Spastic slicing an event
Sharpend steel my covenant
Frantic disembowelment
Mutilating miscreant
Sickening accomplishment
Spreading gore is ime worth spent
Perpetuate this mad intent
Eternally malevolent
Frantic disembowelment
Kidneys exposed
The pancreas flew
Stomach deleted
The spleen I did chew
The carving is over
You lost and I won
Fulfilling my dream
I killed you for fun
Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes
Frantic disembowelment
5. The Wretched Spawn
Concieved through rape
Procreate
A vicious brood
Ravaging intercourse
Penetrate with force
Forsaken, nude
Spawn of the wretched, born of the rape
Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate
Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled
Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child
The wretched spawn, inheretly vile
Inherited traits
Reprobate
From birth an urge
No chance to change
Born deranged
Violence will emerge
Spawn of the wretched, born of the rape
Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate
Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled
Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child
The wretched spawn, inheretly vile
Spawn of the wretched, bred from the damned
Gone are the instincts normal for man
Spawn of the wanton loins of the cruel
Spanwed by brute force used as a tool
The wretched spawn, violence will rule
Heredity dictates brutality
Groomed to carry the legacy
Genres of the butchers, a killing breed
Revel in making the helpless breed
Scion of the murders
A bloodline so profance
Born insane
Predestined to annihilate
Throught sinister eugenics
Sworn to kill, they will
It was made to kill
[Solo Jack Owen]
Massacre the innocents
A slaughter without meaning
Bleed, screaming
Only one remains untouched
Her fate is violation
Vile
Impregnation
6. Cyanide Assassin
Staking out the residence
Of the chosen target
Entering the empty home
Lace the food with poision
The hapless victim never had a chance
Precise contamination killed him fast
Shocking news traveld fast
But I have traveled faster
The only clue thats left behind
Poision in the cadaver
Cyanide assassin is my trade
Exacuting methods are my quarry's bane
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead
Cyanide assassin
Life, my task to end
Death, I dont regret
Analyze the next assignment
Select the proper tools
Gas will be the most effective
That is what I'll use
Release the vapors in the victims room
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb
Calculated venting should work fast
Enclosed space filled with poision gas
Cyanide assassin
Life, it should end fast
Death, he now should pass
Gasping, he fights for air
Face, fixed with dispair
But the end does not seem close
Misjudged the lethal dose
I must return, my works not done
He's still alive, but to weak to run
[Solo Jack Owen]
A sloppy job must be finished
Can't leave him in a coma
With my mask I wont smell
The almonnd like aroma
With syringe in hand I walk into his room
He's struggling with the damage from the fumes
I plunge the needle deep into his vein
Completion of the murder ends his pain
Cyanide assassin
7. Festering In The Crypt
Eyes tied tight forever
Mouth wired shut forever
Body parts dissever. You will see no more
Never....
Lowerd into the ground
You will never hear another sound
In your coffin you are bound. Underground
Forever
To the earth you're now enslaved, to the creatures long depraved
Flesh has now turned to grey, as the larve gnaw away
As you rott in your smallish tomb, insects care not how you met your doom
In your casket eternally lie. Many were pleased to see you die
Fester
In the
Crypt where
You lie
Victims
Pass by
They watched
You die
Flesh melts off your frame. Infamous was your name
Years passed since you moved on
Nothing left buy carrion
Festering in the crypt
8. Nothing Left To Mutilate
As I walk behind her, her scent trails to me
What is it that draws me neared, what could it be?
Once I was normal among the sheep
Now I'm immortal, in the night I creep
Searching for the one, 21, she will run, from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed
She will pay, with the only life that she now knows
Captured by the gender she loathes
Now she is tied, terrified, set aside
As I prepare she stares as I tear at the garment she hides behind
Her young flesh is so devine
One final deed, she will plead, I proceed
Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge through her hallowed feminine domain
From her young body. I can't abstain
Lifeless she now lies, now untied I defile
Carefully scoring her skin I begin from within
Removing her organs inspected
Still nothing detected
[Solo Jack Owen]
One way to achieve
The info that I need
Continuing to cleave
[Solo Jack Owen]
Gradually consumed
She was foredoomed
Body one big wound
Now I am through as I chew on the few pieces that remain
Of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my
Searching in the night for the one who fulfils my plight
Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she will pay
Nothing left to mutilate
Nothing left to mutilate
[Solo Jack Owen]
9. Blunt Force Castration
Smash his scrotum sac
Allered ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Emptied in the croth
Gonads reduced to pulp
Hateful remedy
Void of sexuality
Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed
Emasculate
Crushing the testicles fast
Gebillitate
Cutting off the penis last
Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized
Detatched genitals
Mangled between the thighs
Gelded painfully
Transformed before his eyes
Blood spews everywhere
Deprived of virtility
Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed
Inactive
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis fast
She cut off the penis last
Inactivate
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis last
Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized
[Solo Pat O'Brien]
Blunt force castration
Giving life is done
Blunt for castration
Desexualized
Blunt force castration
[Solo Jack Owen]
Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized
Smash his scrotum sac
Altered ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Hatefull remedy
Void of sexuality
Sledgehammer destroys
Castrated with blunt force
10. Rotted Body Landslide
Climbing the mounds to escape from death
Ten thousand left to rot
In this gorge
Bodies lie
Putrety
I wont die
Suffocating stench of corpse's warfts
Up from the bits of deaths
Fumes disgorge
Rancid heap
Walls steep
Vapors creep
Underneath
Putrid tide
Rotted body
Land
Slide
Genocide
Mountains of dead mark the place where they died, they died
Transfixed with horror as the corpses fall
Flesh sloughs off as I try to grasp
Start to slip
Suffocate
Corpses weight
Steals my fate
Underneath
Putrid one
Rotted body
Land
Slide
Genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body
Landslide
Avalance of cadavers down the mountainside
Slide
Genocide
Mountains of the dead mark the place where they died
They died
Bodies of the dead
Smother me with rot
Remains are crushing me
Decomposing mound
This is where I die
Nameless dead my witness
Slide
Genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body
Landslide
Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside
11. Slain
The outlander walked into town, coverd in gore
He knew he could not wait much longer, he needed more
Death
Pain
Terror
Blood...
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains weill allways show for all time
Wasting no time he began defiling whores
He would be the last man they felt, a carnivore
Tear
Rape
Ravage
Maim
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one knows
Their bloodstains will always show for all time
Firing, loaded rifle, never ending killing spree
Slashing with machette, body parts are the debris
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One more town, slowly going down
This is the comming of endless torment
[Solo Jack Owen]
Unburied victims lie, blood soaking into the sand
Remains of the slain, a dead body wasteland
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One man left, sherif bereft, faces the stranger with intent
[Solo Pat O'Brien]
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always sho for all...
Time
Expired
Big iron
Both die
On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always sho for all...
Slain
12. Bent Backwards And Broken
Twisting limbs untill they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Joints are hyperextended
Opposite
Fibrous tendons snap
Bent
Backwards and broken
Hateful physical control
Opposite ways
Elbows bend and pop
Fingers cracking
Connective tissue torn
Unrelenting warping strain
Knees are shattered
Sinew ripped from bone
Ankles give way
Back is arching
Spinal pressure builds
Total collapse
Predacious entanglement, form is distorted
Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted
Splintering bones causing internal bleeding
Abundance of injuries, pain is exceeding
Every joint in the body is turned the wrong way
A debt to the nemesis forcibly paid
Arching the back
Vertebrae crack
Fracture the spine
Can't realign
[Solo Jack Owen]
Torque on the neck
Structure is wrecked
Amorphous blob
An end to macabre
A torturous lesson in physical terms
The only way some people learn
Stretching the body in every direction
Forcing the joints unnatural flexion
[Solo Pat O'Brien]
Twisting limbs until they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Bent
Bent
Bent
Backwards and broken
13. They Deserve To Die
Violence is legitimate is causes such as this
Cruel retribution is fitting
Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist
Worthless filth recieve no mercy
They deserve to die
They deserve to die
Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near
Punishment will be relentless
They deserve to die
They deserve to die
Vacuous faces hammered into mash
Beaten senseless, sense they never had
Merciless smashing shatters teeth and bone
Ignorance earned every crushing blow
Killing has just started and my lust for blood will grow
Justice will be found in murder
Stupid as they are they didn't know the seeds they'd sown
Grew into my savage hatred
They deserve to die
They deserve to die
Skull is fractured by the pounding
Eyes dislodging from their sockets
Brains spill out, the skull is split through
Mind vacent, now cranium too
Guilty thoughs will not infect me
Soulless scum recieve no pitty
Deceptive tounges hewn by my blade
Forked like a snake now on the ground they lay
They had no conscience so there is no loss
For my redemption there must be a cost
[Solo Pat O'Brien]
They deserve to die
They deserve to die
DIE!!!!
[Solo Jack Owen]
Alex Webster - Bass
George "Corpsegrinder" Fisher - Vocals
Jack Owen - Guitar
Pat O'Brien - Guitar
Paul Mazurkiewicz - Drums
Produced and Mixed by Neil Kernon
Engineered by Justin Leeah
Artwork by Vincent Locke
All photos by Alex Solca
Layout by Brian J Ames
Recorded at Sonic Ranch Studios in Tornillo, TX
Mastered by Brad Vance at Red Mastering
The making of the Wretched Spawn Bonus DVD
Directed by Tony Rancich
Filmed and edited by Austin Rhodes
Additional filming by Justin Leeah
DVD Produced by Nick Sahakian for Mars New Media.
Lyrics in plain text format
