INFANT ANNIHILATOR LYRICS

1. Childchewer

The cattle of the shepherd shall mourn
There is no death for me to fear for Christ my Lord hath died.
There is no curse in this my pain, for his beliefs were crucified.

The sun sets, the blood delivered, the earth will drown in a crimson river.

The world, the flesh, the lust, the devil, in league intend thy ruin.
And every breath leads onto death and works thy souls undoing.
Down in the lake of Hell, await the endless condemnation.
To sleep is sure destruction and a fiery indignation.

The sun sets, the blood delivered, the earth will drown in a crimson river.

I am of Death that dieth never; I am the gulf that burns forever.
O come to Christ for pardon from sin and Satan. Sever and sink into the
flames to dwell amidst the lost forever. Forever.

2. Three Bastards

Beneath the hallowed golden halls, wails of death hum from the walls; the floorboards echo with the stains of rape and weeping infant's calls.
Shadows of the ancient doctrines grip the Kingdom by the thighs - a penitentiary of royal penetration; fetal enslavement; prepubescent prisoners held inside.
The ways of
The Galèriarch endure.
Though centuries passed, generations expired, the ways of Galèriarch endure.
Hollow dwellings now frame the citadel, littered with carcasses and festering rot
- withered remnants of a long-ruined realm: the hopeless souls of a forgotten god.
Forced to feast on the fat of the damned; shamefully savouring the shafts of their siblings.
Defiled peasants matured and psychotic; sadistic and necrotic; gaped and sadomasochistic.
From the depths crawled The First -
Scavenger of battlefields, seeking jewel covered carnality.
Leader of Grief, hungry for divinity through meat and eating royalty, he was The Second.
The Last, emerging from the void, unearthed unholy wisdom through systematic sodomy.
Three Bastards united only by their cruelty, malice and absolute revulsion of all life.
The Royal Sanctum, their underlying desire, a mere echo of a thought as they engulf the world in fire.
Ere the solemn shadows close, the Warlords gather to pledge their oath.
Ere the well-known landscapes fade, the call to battle shall be obeyed.
Slithering, slurping fucks eager for a taste; blood and spit drip down from their face as they draw their gaze to the cunts they've slain.
Cloaked in the innocent, the Warlords bathe; doused in viremia.
Deviant disciples fist-deep in the harlot-horde.
Municipal bastards, medieval masturbators, seduced by the scripture of God.
Shadows of the ancient doctrines grip the Kingdom by the thighs - a penitentiary of royal penetration; fetal enslavement; prepubescent prisoners held inside.
The ways of The Galèriarch endure.
From the degraded and hopeless creatures of the plague arose three cannibalistic Warlords.
They will lay the Kingdom to unholy ruin.

3. The Kingdom Sitteth Lonely Beneath Thine Hollowed Heavens

[feat. Trevor Strnad]

Day after day
Rape after rape
A serpent slithering deep in the world's womb agape

From mountains to rivers
Valleys to lakes
I slaughtered and maimed
Rituals of phallic mutilation
Piteous virgins soaked in menstruation
Decades of despair
Decades of damnation
Divine obliteration
My sins of molestation
Rewarded with thine raw creations

I only relieved them of their guilt to sin
I speak the true rule of Heaven’s gates
Pure horror awaits those denying my faith
Denying my faith

Drowning the innocent in their own placenta
Denying passage to repent
I only relieved them of their guilt to sin
With deprived desires to fondle and skin

For God, they obeyed and slayed
The willful servants with an excuse to rape
Glutinous, greedy creations instructed to bludgeon 'til the end of days
Devoid of pity and sympathy
Embracing their need for grief
Atrocities beyond the gaze of man
Cruelty beyond belief

[Trevor Strnad]
They are the Sin-Eaters
Cleansing the Earth
They are the Doom-Bringers
Loyal since birth

'Twas the act of befouling offspring
Which led to my son rising
Defiled into divinity
The infant to lead all of humanity
The infant to lead all of humanity

Only the second coming could save this world from crumbling into the void
Filled with lost souls wandering

They are the Sin-Eaters
Cleansing the Earth
They are the Doom-Bringers
Loyal since birth
And they ravage
And they rape
Soiling the land
Soiling the stillborns

In the centuries that followed, the weak grew numb to the pain and the anguish that we had begun
Decade by decade and rape after rape, their resilience morphed into a familiar state
The Corrupted accepted corruption and became their own destruction

We grew bored of the horde and the way they endured, then left the vermin to find their own Lord.
For any calls to us shall be ignored.
Where are thy captives, thy trophies, thy spoils?
The meed of thy vigils, thy conflicts, thy toils?
The proofs that the world was overmastered and left?
Its pursuits and opinions of potency reft;
That the flesh was subdued, its affections and pride; that Hell's fiery demons have moved from thy side?
Where is thine Lord?

4. Ov Sacrament and Sincest

[feat. Storm Strope]

Footsteps seep through the dead air as he creeps closer to the chair
Rocking back and forth
A succubus and his heir
"Six years since your birth, time to seal your destiny on this Earth"

The ceremonial ritual of Our Father
The mother fucked and consumed at the altar
The thirteenth son
The demon spawn
Devoured and defiled
Flayed and torn

Statues of iron stare as he thrusts
Rectum exposed as the tormented souls watch
Mammoth-like tusk
Throbbing deep
Mangling his mother with serrated teeth
His legacy fulfilled, like father like son
For the child, born dead, a new life has begun

But this is the spark that triggered his end
The child, now man, declares his intent

[Storm Strope]
The ceremonial ritual of Our Father
The mother fucked and consumed at the altar
The thirteenth son
The demon spawn
Devoured and defiled
Flayed and torn

I am the Bringer
I am the Taker
I am hate's purest form
And when I'm done with this Kingdom
You will know fear once more

Scum, heed my words
There shall be no hope
There will be no end to your suffering
For the Devil himself fears my name
Scum, heed my words
There will be no hope

What you call fear is but a shadow of its truest form
For I am God
And there is no other God beside me

Statues of iron stared as I thrust
Rectum exposed as the demented souls watched
Mammoth-like tusk
Throbbing deep
I mangled my mother with serrated teeth

"Meet your maker for I am God
And there is no other God beside me"

5. Feast ov Goreglutton

Welcome to the supper of sensational sin
Where enslaved fuel the gluttony of our kin
The cunts seared and greased
Prepare for the feast
A feast of delicate meats
An elegant treat

Sauteed cocks and baby vaginas
Offerings of virgins and marinated minors
Mangled scrotes of the innocent boys
Paired with cum like a fine Savoie
A putrefied fetal foreskin cigar with ovarian eggs (our gourmet caviar)
The butchers prepared their finest cuts
Mammary glands and shit-filled guts

Bonecruncher, Childchewer, Lumpeater, Bloodguzzler
Tiny bones to pick their teeth
Facepeeler, Lifestomper, Wombwrecker, Cuntcrusher
Gorging on the carcasses they raped and beat

With tiny bones they pick their teeth
While gorging on the carcasses they raped and beat

A selection of rectums ripe and unclean
Glazed in the innocents' seed
Clitoral stew with an embryonic fluid brew
Under-cooked so the flesh still bleeds
A thick paste made of eyes unborn
Paired with their bruised boiled brains
Bone marrow braised with a uterine hollandaise
To finish - the heart infused with glorious pain

A feast of helpless meat

Bonecruncher, Childchewer, Lumpeater, Bloodguzzler
Tiny bones to pick their teeth
Facepeeler, Lifestomper, Wombwrecker, Cuntcrusher
Gorging on the carcasses they raped and beat

The guests engorged with the bodies of the wretched
Their mouths brimming with soiled skin, they cannot speak
The damned now lay in the belly of the beast

Yum

6. Plaguebearer

Knights of the King's fist
Ravaging the land of worthless clits
Lurking in the mist of dawn
Amidst the catacombs
Like hunters in the dark seeking slaves for the covenant
To be unwilling pawns
Terror cleansing the land of the pure
Terror purging the land of the pure

"Hail the King, our majesty
For honor and impurity
Scorch the Earth of heresy
Defend our true heraldry"

Glistening jewels hidden under the filth of poverty
Laying in wait, dormant, 'til the horde rains down to feed
Creeping within the shadows, they seek out lost souls
Deep in their nightmares, embedded in their bones

They drag them through the dirt
The gravel tears holes in their skin
They grasp them by the hair and haul them to the King
They drag them through the dirt
The time is nigh
While the knights of the Kingdom bring Hell to the Earth
The sinless are sacrificed

"Hail the King, our majesty
For honor and impurity
Scorch the Earth of heresy
Defend our true heraldry"
Beneath the sun and the moon
The knights scour the land
The living trapped like rats
Eternally damned

Glistening jewels hidden under the filth of poverty
Laying in wait, dormant, 'til the horde rains down to feed
Creeping within the shadows, they seek out lost souls
Deep in their nightmares, embedded in their bones

They drag them through the dirt
The gravel tears holes in their skin
They grasp them by the hair and haul them to the King
They drag them through the dirt
The time is nigh
While the knights of the Kingdom bring Hell to the Earth
The sinless are sacrificed

The knights bring Hell
The time is nigh

Beneath the sun and the moon
The knights scour the land
The living trapped like rats
Eternally damned
Eternally damned

7. Swinaecologist

Come one, come all

I present my whore-spawn halls
A stadium of savagery
Hear the cries of the talent
Witness my beauties on display
Behold my vision of rampant lust
I begin by picking away at the chest cavity
Slowly sliding myself through the belly‚ lathered in sputum
Elbow deep‚ like a puppet‚ a sadist ventriloquist
Deep in the anus of the supple subjects

Come one, come all
I am the harvester of used newborns
Cum in one, cum in them all
Fucked to death before they crawl

My glorious waltz of death‚ a seductive surgical Hell
They come from all around the world to see my spectacle of filth
Etch my name in history
Majestic, sadistic, insidious
Neurotic‚ demonic, insidious

An exhibit, quite exquisite
A vulgar display of ecstasy
An exhibit, most exquisite
A sinful display, perverse ecstasy
Fisting the fractured fetus
Squeezing the life out of the baby
Prepubescent perfection
Flawless specimen, fondle the foreskin raw

My glorious waltz of death, a seductive surgical Hell
They come from all around the world to see my spectacle of filth
Majestic, sadistic, insidious

Incision, insertion, I fondle the foreskin
Serrated, sedated, labia fixated
Carving, craving, lost in misbehaving
Engaging, enslaving, erotic gaping
The crowd roars in glee at the mounds of mangled flesh debris

Come one, come all
I am the harvester of used newborns
Cum in one, cum in them all
Fucked to death before they crawl

8. A Rape of Sirens

[feat. Alex Terrible]

The harlots' harmony echoes within our cave of castration
Accenting the weeps from the men remade as women
Stripped of their appendages
Probed and beaten
A cult of deviant savages
Seducing bastards in the darkness

Bringing life to the night
Herding boys into the light
Becoming one more carcass
In the dark, they have no name
In the dark, they corrupt and maim

[Alex Terrible]
Twisted nymphomaniacs
Parasitic vixens
Creeping
Twisted nymphomaniacs
Parasitic vixens
Creeping

Shadows from the fire flicker on stone
Illuminating heaps of cocks and bones
Faces in the mist obscured, unknown
Sirens of the mire, the whispers of doom
All who heed consumed by gloom
One peer behind the veil reveals your tomb

[Alex Terrible]
The chants of the coven sweep through the land
Temptresses of violence walk among the damned
Through the wind, they call you in

Luring them to the circle to lay, erect
While dissecting, slowly peeling at the shaft
The loss of blood brings the lured to reality
They gaze in horror at their penile cavity

Fall blind to the coven
Become their prey
Gnawing at their anus
Penetrating them with their own penis

Fall blind to the coven
Enslaved
Their prey
Never to be seen again
Enslaved
They pray

Shadows from the fire flicker on stone
Illuminating heaps of cocks and bones
Faces in the mist obscured, unknown
Sirens of the mire, the whispers of doom
All who heed consumed by gloom
One peer behind the veil reveals your tomb

9. Empusa: Queen of the Damned

I tiptoe, through the tulips drenched in anal fluid.
Through the flowers splattered in cum and vomit.
Smothered in petals and mucus.
Admiring my Eden of filth.
Limp little sluts, lay upon the lilies.
Leeched virgin waste flushed of their purity.
Stroking the slain supple specimen draped over me as I bathe.
In the fountain of placenta.
Submerged and staring in the sky, with a glimmer of lust in my eye.
And the woods hanging overhead adorned with suffocating mothers.
I reach below, and smite my hole.
Gasps and screams, gurgles and moans, ravish my ears in delight.
Children surround me; dead decaying beauties aid me to scratch the itch inside.
Join me in my garden of gorging.
I am The Maiden of Molestation.
Queen of quivering infants, masturbating in violent glee.
Thriving on defenceless beings, while their mothers hang from trees.
Stuff myself to ecstasy
Cradling the fetus I deflower and abuse.
Their purity gives me everlasting youth.
Caress their puny bodies, feeding on their suffering.
See the discontent and fear my name.
I am the Maiden, Queen of the Damned.
I am the Maiden, Queen of the Damned.
The wind carries the entrancing stench of rotting fleshlings.
Their scrumptious suffering preserves my eternal beauty.
Through me they bore in sorrow, bore in want, and woe, and strife.
This same weight of human weakness, the same weary human life.
Stuff myself to ecstasy!
Gallons of pungent lubricants and mangled munchkins leak.
Oozing from my loins down to my knees.
Bathing in puss, washing in a flood of placenta.
Draining the blood, nourishing the mud of the garden.
Limp little sluts lay upon the roots, tombless infant graves.
Limp little sluts lay upon the roots, tombless infant graves.
Sorrowing one who weepest sore, know they past cannot be restored.
All thine youth consumed and lost, by the Maidens hand, you've paid thy cost.
I am the Maiden, Queen of the Damned.
I am the Maiden, Queen of the Damned.

10. Ere the Crimson Dawn

All over the world, their banners unfurled.
O mighty war lords, Galéria restored!
They've watched that darkest hour of night,
Whose gloom precedes the dawn of light.
That solemn hour when silence, deep, seals not the eyes of those that weep.
The light will die at the end of days, like shadows have the mighty passed away.
Around the world, their banners unfurl, soon to hear the shouts of war.
Like the waves of the tumultuous sea, that break upon the shattered earth, and quake the ground eternally.
Tides; a swarm of the helpless enthralled will falter, then die and litter the soil.
Tides; a swarm of the helpless enthralled will falter, then die and litter the soil.
They've watched that darkest hour of night, whose gloom precedes the light.
The ill-fated souls lie down in the crepuscular dusk, and with none to make afraid.
Leaning calmly towards the river, dimly gleaming through the shade.
Death shall seem but summer darkness, for they underestimate the void; unknown.
There they shall merge into the fire that is breaking from below.
Mountains eclipse the sky, the kingdom is lost to the night.

11. Thy Faith, Thy Oblivion

From the podium to the pit, the Royal gown stripped, in a filthy robe I sit.
Gaze cast toward my broken sons birthed, I smirk as I stare at the worst of the cursed.
Descendant of rage struck with fear and disease, the children are cattle to use as I please.
Long live the King, of violent rape and savagery.
Long live the King, a masquerade of nobility.
I lay on the floor with half dead whores, humming the ballad of their fallen mothers.
Erotic evisceration, organ asphyxiation, each stroke stokes the flames of completion.
I am the King, malevolent master of sodomy.
A misanthropic tyrant dwelling beneath your glorious majesty.
Broken screams emphasize the beauty of their melody, resonating in my chamber of chastity.
The rhythm of shackles falls in sync with my thrusting
A fairy tale of feral fornication.
The guillotine raised, I bound the gag the soiled and bleeding, the enslaved now weak from hours of mistreating.
My passion finally meets its end.
I pull the chain the blade descends upon those prostrated, my fetish is freed.
I fill the beheaded with my heinous seed.
I am the King, malevolent master of sodomy
Succumb to the saint of soiled sin.
I am the King, I am the King
Praise to the Pastor, the Peerless Prince.
I am the King, I am the King
A vulture of gutted cunts, masturbator of skinned cocks
Addicted to the aroma of death and cum, sweet sweat scented skin, erupting excrement, smothered in menstrual fluid, rancid sticky sensation, rubbing rectal leakage on my shaft in sequence.
I am the King, malevolent master of sodomy.
Long live the King, of violent rape and savagery.

12. The Battle of Yaldabaoth

[feat. Alex Teyen]

The battle had barely begun before bodies like mountains piled up towards the sun.
Blood flows, like a flood crimson mud washes over the land where civilization once stood.
All the while the war wages on, the weak fall quickly to the mighty and strong.
And they wail as they fail to withstand the cataclysmic defeat that has been brought upon.
Fantasised genocide, imperial subdivide, humanoid pesticide, indiscriminate, fratricide.
A war of filth and harrowed souls, with none left living once the battle unfolds.
The trees only allow a peek of light, a glimmer of hope.
Rip them limb, from limb, from limb. Burn their bodies and char the skin.
Crush their bones into dust and feed the wind. Eat their hearts with a threatening grin.
All the while the war wages on.
Many have fled and now all hope has gone.
The wounded cry and try to escape the never ending slaughter that has just begun.
As the warriors erase the fiends unclean, the King sits in his dwindling throne.
His mind is filled with only loathing and woe, and with open eyes hes paralysed.
His gaze fixed upon the legions of heretics; demoralized.
Rivers of atrocities, miles of monstrosities, a grim stream of desolation and misery.
May the hopeless sing through their journey to the damned.
And deep underneath the flourishing life lies death.
The roots entwined in the rotting; the warriors of primal supremacy.
Prostitutes of war decaying in the dirt for all eternity.
Feeding the pines, the valley of swine slaughtered for their faith.
The horns sound once more in the deep, drums in the deep.
Hell upon hell, death beyond reach. All howling voids and torment beneath, swallow me please and let me sleep. Though I know the dark is swarming with teeth.

13. Necropocalypse

Littered with carnage, continents crumbled by the crusades of rape.
The catastrophe of cock and divine desires, a deviant plague.
Humanity reduced to rotting fetish fiends, between the sun and the moon, the earth now bleeds.
A world dismantled and doomed, defiled and decimated.
The rebellion dwindled as the weak reaped corpses as prey, humanity reduced to rotting fetish fiends.
Between the sun and the moon, the earth now bleeds.
The gods that gifted them a necrophiliac, paedophilic paradise applaud the nobility and sacrifice.
Beneath the dead all soil and slay, forever in fire the price they pay.
Trumpets bellow in the deep, as the victors call Where is your King?
The soulless kneel down at their feet and weep, repenting to the gods they now fear.
Forever in fire, forever in fire
Devastated, desecrated, lubricated, penetrated, decimated, defecating, trembling in fear; so commences their fate.
Manifested, uncontested, consecrated, venerated, motivated; ready to reclaim their rightful place, as the bringers of heresy.
Dead in the soil, forever in fire.
Humanity reduced to rotting fetish fiends, beneath the sun and the moon, the earth now bleeds.
Eternity in the dwelling place of misery, beneath the sun and the moon, the earth now bleeds.

14. Paedophilic Legacy

INFANT ANNIHILATOR LYRICS