1. |
Grand Opening
01:59
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This is the grand opening of my restaurant
A place where people will arrive to die
There comes my first guest
Guest: “Um, hello!”
Killing Machine: “Hi!”
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2. |
The Menu
03:19
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You have come for feeding
You won’t leave while breathing
You will die here screaming
No one can help you
Your meal half digested
Still you are molested
No tip and it’s attested
You’ve ended up on the menu
As you are tied to the desk
Inside of my basement that I’ve specially designed to make you weep
Various devices and machinery prepared and they were not cheap
Segregate the limbs from the body
Using a chainsaw I got as a birthday present
Mother knows what’s best for her boy
Gushing of blood at my face just makes me transcendent
Share with me your full life story
Key information for this torture to be vivid
Your body becomes my toy
Every good toy needs a concept to be fun
Your gaze caught by a mysterious satanic mark, a symbol on the floor
You think it’s a ritual but I don’t have a clue where it came from
40, your best years
Daughter and a son
Loyal wife and a dog
Life was a paradise
20 years grinding school
Half a life for PhD
Steady job in programing
Life was a deity
Go to church every day
Along with your family
Thank the god for your luck
Life as a fantasy
Strange path of this life
Led you to me
Now in hands of a psychopath
Unalived you’ll be
So coincidental
Fate is accidental
Future with potential
Easily destroyed
As your time is ending
To sleep you’re transcending
Your beliefs are bending
This fucking life is a fraud
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3. |
Butchered At Date
03:50
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While skinning the face of my last victim
Front door bell rings, I hear a revolting giggle
My bliss disturbed, I drop the peeler
I grab my hook, a handy damage dealer
I storm outside, I see them sitting
Holding their hands, for this inn a sight unfitting
He turns to me and stares with despise
I made them wait, he tells me to apologize
For his look I took my hook
Up his nose it goes into his eye
By his face he’s pulled from the ground
His feet twitching, I smash him down
Half of his face lies impaled on my steel
Trophy to remember my latest kill
Disgraced he’s left to bleed out on the floor
She runs, but I’m faster to lock the door
Adrenaline rush, dismayed she shrieks
Violently I grab her around her cheeks
Fingers push in deep in her meat
Terror in her eyes makes this oh so sweet
Prevented to breathe, from nausea she’ll fall
She’s a tough one, so I slam her on the wall
Hair draped in blood, I slam her again
She still resists, I do it again and again
No more games I grab her thin long legs
In kitchen she is to be butchered
Trail of blood paints the floor as she’s dragged
Crying she flounders in it while gagged
Once we are there, I jump on her
Full body weight of a proud restaurateur
She spots my shelf and a knife there
In shoulder I’m stabbed but I don’t fucking care
Confused she screams, pushes and kicks
Her cunt with a hand mixer I transfix
Ovaries torn, guts leave her ass
She sees her dad, skinned, she’s forced to collapse
Stupid victim:
“Will you go out on a date with me now? - To a restaurant.
New one just opened outside of the town. - It will be fun!
I heard their customer service is good! - They take care of you.
And I heard that they serve amazing food. - Like their famous stew!”
In my restaurant won’t be any love
That’s done so I put on my cleaning glove
Now I must dispose of these human pests
For I have to prepare for my new guests
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4. |
Eyes Gouging Machine
03:33
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Eyes gouging machine
Die, die, die, bleed
Die, die, die, bleed, die
Mr. Harald arrives early to collect the rent
To keep my inn I would have to complete this transaction
But to me his wishes are completely irrelevant
Still he continues to threaten me with legal action
No way, I am going to keep all this money for myself
I have a persuasion tool that is just waiting on my shelf
Face my machine
Eyes gouging machine
Die, die, die, bleed
Die, die, die, bleed, die
Mr. Igor buys a premise right across the street
By opening a pizza place he’s fulfilling his dream
Now with that guy for customers I have to compete
So I take my business making tool and go to him
But as soon as I’m in his lair
A young waitress welcomes me there
Wide hipped figure, charming blond hair
Then lust strikes me, I have to slay her
So I throw her over shoulder
Igor confronts me like soldier
My machine on him applied
His inn explodes as I walk outside
Face my machine
Eyes gouging machine
Im Killing Machine
Killing Machine
A Killing Machine
The Killing Machine
Mr. Killing Machine
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5. |
Vegan Cannibal
06:13
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I pack my bags and mount my boar
A journey I have to endure
For I need the supplies which only one man provides
I need vegan men to make dinner out of them
I’ve traveled very long
High mountains I’ve climbed
Lonely deserts I’ve crossed
And finally I’ve arrived
Here at the end of the world
A gate glowing divine
It brings forth a shadow
A man tall as the sky
With one almighty respectful handshake
He takes me right inside of his sacred domain
There he escorts me to see what’s behind
Secrets and the magic, it’s blowing my mind
Then I confess what I came here for now
But he already knows and I do not know how
Vegan plantations he presents to me
Bodies in the ground, heads above is what I see
He commands robots his gardening machines
They pack them in the bags so precisely it seems
Now they’re prepared to be pulled by my boar
But there is one more item I cannot ignore
Killing Machine:
“Please my I take some of your holy cabbage?
I’ll pay you with whatever you say, I will manage!”
The Cabbager:
“I do not need any money from you!
Take it but beware there is one who’s hunting you!”
I go back home
With thoughts in my head
Someone really wants to kill ME?!
Is he kidding? They’ll be dead!
It is time for the dinner, where critics will feed
I have to impress them, bring out vegan meat
Vegan cannibal, vegan cannibal
Vegan cannibal, cannibal, cannibal
When they’re done feasting on these vegans
I’ll show them something interesting
There’s a fun small thing in my basement
That I think they’ll find amusing
Vegan cannibal, vegan cannibal
Vegan cannibal, cannibal, cannibal
Vegan cannibals agree to follow me
I lead them to my cellar floor
There’s a pentagram and four victims
Boy, girl, her dad and a waitress whore
Disfigured, damaged but still alive
Why won’t they die?
They have suffered, they have bled
Still they’re not dead!
It must be that this pentagram
Keeps them alive
To reveal this mystery
I need a victim number five
And as I escort the cannibals out
With kind words them I am baiting
To spread the word of my restaurant
And give me a five-star rating
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6. |
Orphan Stew
04:40
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Commercial:
“Welcome to my nest
I only serve the best to my guest
You should come here if you’re stressed for a rest
Visit me and taste the orphan stew
All have confessed
That they were impressed with the best
Meal they could possibly test and digest
Visit me and taste the orphan stew”
Such good stew!
The best stew!
How is it made?
Listen, be amazed!
Recipe:
“Capture some orphans and
Take them out of their clothes
Chain them to the ceiling and then skin them from their heads down to their toes
Open up the stomach and take out their guts and bones
Let them hang to dry
Then come back tomorrow to check out if they’re somehow still alive
Cut their flesh in tiny pieces with a sharpened knife
Toss it all in giant pot
Add a little bit of flavor through pepper
And put some cabbage from the cabbager
Put in water that is hot
Add a little bit of salt and potatoes
Add more cabbage from the cabbager
Let it simmer for one hour or more
[Commercial:]
Così buono stufato!
Il miglior stufato!
Feel the stufato!
Be the stufato!
Ten small kids arrive hungry
Their orphanage has a bargain with me
Each weekend they get a chance
To eat food and I’m played in advance
Out of the kitchen I arrive
They think I’ll serve them, but they will die
With me I bring tools for murder
Instead of a tasty cheeseburger
Horrified faces
Notice my chains
They swiftly scatter
They’re using their brains
But malnourished bodies
Are holding them back
I use my spinning
Chain attack
Outside parks a car
While these mutilated kids are crawling everywhere inside my bar
If someone tries to enter they will not get very far
Indoor steps a “man”
Wearing AA t-shirt claiming to me that he has a better band
It is time for this poser to meet his very end
I take a kid by its leg
Hurl it in the air for few seconds maximum
Then I launch it at his head
I grab two more in each hand
As flail I will use them to maim my enemy
I smash him till his bones bend
I drag him into my cellar
There he’ll stay for later use
I come back and all are gone
They have eaten each other
To avoid the abuse
But there’s one girl still alive
Killing Machine: “What is your name sweet child?”
The girl: “Emily”.
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7. |
Emily
05:22
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EMILY!
EMILY!
Young chubby girl
Her belly is full
She ate all of her friends
Ever since then
She’s trapped in here and
I stuff her face with food
Sharp metal hook now pierces through the firm base of her jaw
And it sticks out between her teeth, to fence tied with a rope
EMILY!
EMILY!
She must expand
Till she cannot stand
Human reservoir of lard
Bound in her filth
I do not feel guilt
I clean her time to time
Long dirty hose now slides into her soft fragile throat
Leftover food starts to flow through to make her stomach bloat
EMILY!
EMILY!
There will not be any sunlight for you
No running through grass, no climbing the trees
Your only hobby from now is to chug
And fill out your body with ounces of grease
All alone, days and nights
Your friends forever: roaches and mice
Emily stay with me till the end of time
You will be deprived by me of all joys of a child
Emily your new life starts in basement cage
You’ll transform and survive through your thirst and rage
EMILY!
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8. |
A Cooking Show
07:53
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Come with me, if you’re are still alive
From last time I recall you are good at programing
Connect me with your hacking skill
To every screen on earth, all will know
Broadcast my cooking show
Inside my basement room there is a five pointed star
Some sort of pentagram carved in the floor
Five subjects at each end, cameras film from afar
Today the ones will die who couldn’t die before
THE FEMALE: WHITE FOR LOVE
Tied up on a chair like served on a plate
Set for me to eat right away
Your loved one chained by his only hand
Other I’ve taken away
With a twitching face I approach to you
Full of fear you’ll stare as I tear
Apart your primitive sense for love
This torment is too much to bear
Insanity dictates
And now I grab my axe with extreme pleasure
In her frightened eyes resides my blue reflection
My axe slips between her shoulder and neck
I continue to chop, I continue to hack
One hundred wounds on her, her arm ripped apart
Her dearest one can’t watch, it is impairing his heart
Then I suddenly hit and slice through her vein
It’s a jugular vein, my favorite vein
For it sprays life fountain – he watches as she bleeds
Let if fall like rain – for her freedom he now pleads
Gouging machine takes her eyes – he watches and he cries
I store them in a jar – and through my sadism love dies
THE MALE: BLACK FOR HATE
Next target selected, to beating subjected
Faceless from our last encounter and disrespected
Her first love, her soul mate has blindly sealed her fate
By convincing her that they should go on one more date
And he’ll know, that he’s not a real man when I smash in his dick
When I’m done he’ll disappear in fluid form through sink
Huge metal hammer I take into my hand
His body I will use as human punching bag
Collision of my hammer and his groin
Reproduction system destroyed
His flesh bursts around me – she listens as he bleeds
Body parts fly away – for his freedom she now pleads
His bones liquidized – she listens and she cries
Now he’s a shapeless flesh pile – and through my sadism love dies
CULMINATION 1
He has left this world form my final attack
And the first seal at the end of the pentagram glows black
Now that he is dead she has lost her will to fight
And the second seal at the end of the pentagram glows white
Inside my basement room there is a five pointed star
Some sort of pentagram carved in the floor
Three subjects are now left, cameras film from afar
Today the ones will die who couldn’t die before
And on the big screens, grossed out, the people watch
They vomit and they break their streaming gear
Police and FBI alarmed attempt to search
To where the signal leads, while unconcerned I drink beer
THE WAITRESS: RED FOR LUST
Tied up on a bed like served on a plate
Set for me to eat right away
It’s a shame you had to quit your waitress job
You’ve only worked of two days
In your past life free, now enslaved by me
Just one victim in my large crime
I remove your clothes, mine I don’t have to
I was nude this whole fucking time
Insanity is mine
And now I grab my cam and then I climb on you
I point it at your face to get a better view
And make it easy to see by your friends and family
Before it’s marred by me, before it’s ruined by me
Even before my drop of slaver falls on you
I bite hard on your face and I begin to chew
Inside your mouth your tongue surrounded by the teeth
But I eat everything, I still eat everything
And it makes me burp well - this tongue was quite delicious
Teeth were also not that bad - they are pretty nutritious
But to me you’re not just food - a cause for my erection
I engage my sexual organ - you’re my means for satisfaction
THE POSER: YELLOW FOR PRIDE
Diseased, infected, with synthol injected
Half a meter long when fully erected
As pus projected what tissue rejected
Violent creation for mating perfected
And I push my fingers right inside of your slick stomach hole
In two opposite sides I begin to pull
Skin and muscle break apart, organs are revealed
With my manhood your insides are going to be filled
Friction of my dick upon your innards
Friction of my dick upon your innards
As she is dehumanized – no pride is left within her
Only reeking white goo – no life left inside her either
In the corner of the room – the poser’s chained and crying
From lack of man’s endurance – he is slowly fucking dying
CULMINATION 2
From my wretched act she’s left dead in the bed
And the third seal at the end of the pentagram glows red
He dies from seeing death ‘cause he is a weak fellow
And the fourth seal at the end of the pentagram glows yellow
Inside my basement room there is a five pointed star
Some sort of pentagram carved in the floor
One subject is just left, cameras film from afar
Today the ones will die who couldn’t die before
And on the big screens, grossed out, the people watch
They vomit and they break their streaming gear
Police and FBI have finally found a lead
Now they are in pursuit, but I don’t care and still drink beer
THE PROGRAMMER: GREEN FOR ENVY
And now we are finally alone
For all that was has led to this
The final seal must start to glow
But first you must stop to exist
You, a man with nothing left
Used for my malicious cause
Your son and daughter lay dead
No more purpose, only loss
In his state he stands up
He takes himself inside the seal
His whole core lights up
And his sadness denies my kill
In one blast he is no more
He left this this world with a grin
No guts, no blood, no gore
But the last seal starts glowing green
CULMINATION 3
The star rotates, the ground shakes, from it the power storms
From each seal light rays emerge, in middle portal forms
As the troops surround my inn I’m lured by portals lights
And I enter inside to the den of the mortal delights
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9. |
Closing Down
01:58
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The army storms my mansion, inside atrocities
Not made for human eye to witness, to look
Some die from horrid tension, the others could not find survivors
Only an open cage, a hose and a hook
They decide to blow my home to smithereens
For all that was here must be forgotten
The scene gets cleared, only one hooded figure
Alone looking at the ruins, slim, rotten
And he speaks out of the blue:
“Looks like I’ve found you!”
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Dark Apotheosis
A Death Metal band and also an awesome spell in WoW that does not exist anymore, but mostly a band.
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