OGRE LYRICS

1. "...thermal Incineration..."

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2. Murdered By The Millions

Murdered.

Mouthfuls of shit and clotheslines of veins,
The world is on fire and all is in flames.
Gardens with skulls and large torsos too,
A bike found nearby and an odd looking shoe.
Shopping malls empty and the cemeteries are full,
The past was dark and the future looks quite dull.
Oceans of legs and shitloads of gee,
I have a premonition that all of us will be

Murdered
By the millions.
They deserved it,
In God's opinion.

Parks filled with spines and reserves of fingers,
Flies everywhere as the stench of death lingers.
Handbags of scalps, and caves of scrotum,
The Bastard is near I can hear its deathly hum.
Skin piled in cellars and littered with wrists,
Everyone's been slaughtered, how have I been missed.
Toilets blocked with bladders, circumstances unforseen,
Death's filthy hate pumping killing machine.

Murdered
By the millions,
They deserved it,
In God's opinion.

Millions dead,
Millions more to die,
Flies descending,
Corpses putrefy,
Governments gone,
Cities lay in waste,
Rape, destruction, murder and hate.
No one will survive
The horrifying onslaught.
They're fighting for their lives, but all for naught.
The planet is doomed,
And everything upon it.
Mechanized mayhem has turned everything to shit.

Buttock laden trees and busloads of brains,
A most unusual thing to see, could send a man insane.
Valleys of eyes and boats filled with arms,
It's all gone really, really wrong, it's time to be alarmed.
Pits of penis and trains full of breasts,
As to what is going on here I can only second-guess.
Beaches with shins and what appears to be spleen,
Deducting from this horrific sight, they all have been

Murdered,
By the millions.
They deserved it.
Fucking murdered.

3. "...the UN Has Declared A Global State Of Emergency..."

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4. Robot Bastard

Robot Bastard come to me, fill me with your hate,
Deaths contraption, murderous machine that never hesitates.
Robot Bastard kill them all for what they've done to me,
Indiscriminate sinister machine kills all that try to flee.

Cities prepare for evacuation, ridiculous waste of time.
Can they not see the fucking machine
Is here to end their lives?
Blades are swinging slicing heads,
Trudging onwards crushing the dead.
Now they know the reason why
They call it the Robot Bastard.

Cities are crushed and mountains removed,
The rivers they flow with blood.
Burning bodies scream in pain, everything is as it should.
"Maybe there's hope tomorrow will bring an end to all this pain"
Morons and fools may think there's hope,
While the world's engulfed in flames.

Run you fuckers, run run, run run run run run,
There's no escape from this destruction.
Catastrophic scenes from hell,
Churches toll their final bell,
The human fodder feeds the Bastard,
Not long now til
Death.

Robot Bastard's on the loose,
Unstoppable mechanical madness,
A hellish inferno, all is ruined, bodies lay crushed and headless.
Robot Bastard now's the time to make me part of you,
Crush me with your deadly weight, that's all there's left to do.

Cities prepare for evacuation, ridiculous waste of time.
Can they not see the fucking machine
Is here to end their lives?
Blades are swinging slicing heads,
Trudging onwards crushing the dead.
Now they know the reason why
They call it the Robot Bastard.

5. Bastards Of Death

Temples burning,
All have fled.
Bastard birth,
Finally.
Unholy orgies,
Tombs of the dead.
Burning skies,
How can this be?

Coffins retrieved,
Corpses defiled.
Seas turn black,
Blood of the crow.
Raven looks on,
Dastardly smile.
Priests beheaded,
A marvellous show.

Axes and hatchets,
Run for your life.
Hung, drawn and quartered,
Or be burnt alive.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.

Virgins taken,
Gagged and bound.
Dwarfs merry dance,
In neck chains.
On the throne,
Almighty Hound.
Drooling beast,
Suffering and pain.

Bearded lady,
Blows us a kiss.
Now the priest,
Eats her child.
Holding the chalice,
Chalice of Piss.
Off with their heads,
And tossed to the pile.

Murder and murder,
And murder some more.
Sliced into pieces,
And fed to the whore.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.

Slaves are freed,
To copulate.
More needed for,
The beast's appetite.
He watches on,
He masturbates.
Orgy of filth,
Death in sight.

Morning arises,
Sex in the air.
Sinister shape,
From above.
Beast entices,
To his lair.
Sickly, sordid,
Evil, hairy love.

The maimed and the crippled,
The dying and the dead.
Strangled and tortured,
And off with their head.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards.Wankers.

Cities devastated, everyone has fled.
Families destitute, living life in dread.
Lunatics, perverts and freaks,
Are on the loose,
Murdering, Butchering.

Ogre, dark robes, horns and hood.
Burning, inferno, rivers flow with blood.
What can be done, to end this hell,
Of the dying, dead and withering?

Bad dreams,
Nightmares.
Destruction,
Desolate.
Children pray,
Priests scared.
End is nigh,
All is shit.

Burning world,
All will die.
Darkest sin,
Evil grin.
Parents quiver,
Babies cry.
Murder,
Annihilation.

Killing and killing,
It's still not enough.
Intestines sucked out,
And faces torn off.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.

Masturbation of the filthy old man,
No one really wanted to see.
Decapitations so swift and so nice,
A sexual lust so very angry.
Naked dwarfs perform a ridiculous dance,
While the little boy rings the bell.
Disemboweled, the beast falls to the floor,
Opening the deathly Gates of Hell.

The Dark Crow has spoken.
The gargantuan has awoken.

On a night when whispers were heard,
Faces torn away from the bone,
Impalations too many to count,
All co-ordinated from his throne.
Heads and hands marinated for the feast,
In a sauce of ball juice.
Dogs and goats walk the pits of Hell's Chamber,
Finally being set loose.

The Dark Crow has spoken.
The gargantuan has awoken.

6. "...confirmed Sightings Of Several Large Machines..."

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7. Mangled Bodies Of The Children

Today
Murderers
Have been set free,
To assist in the killing.

And all
Will try
To flee.
Everywhere lays the dead.

Tonight
The young will try
To fight.
Waste of time you fools.

They know
Their time
Has come.
Off with their heads.

Next day
There will be many
Corpses,
Festering in the streets.

Vultures
And rats
Will dine,
On the offal meal supreme.

Perverts delight,
Genitals
Prepared
To be consumed.

And all
Will fall
To shit,
As the killing goes on and on.

As the world begins to decay,
Death in agonizing pain,
All must die.

Cities
Destroyed
And all
Is lost.
Resembling hell on earth.

The monks,
The priests,
Will all
Be slaughtered like animals.

Torsos
And limbs,
Littering
The streets,
As their flesh pours down the drain.

And so
It's come
To this.
The end of all mankind.

As life-support begins to fade,
Suffering and death each day.
All will die.

The machine moves onwards crushing the cities,
Crushing the millions who flee in terror.
Disfigurement, decapitation, disembowelment, amputation,
Men and women boiled alive,
While the mangled bodies of the children are left to rot.

8. "...lawlessness Reigns In The Wake Of The Machine Attacks..."

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9. Brain Driller

Brain driller, erectile thriller,
Gurgling screams, insane killer.
Cranium oozing grey matter,
Time has come for brainy splatter.

Tool in hand, I penetrate,
Bulging eyes are filled with hate.
Surgical entry into skull,
Nausea ensues, eyes dark dull.

Brain Driller, Insane Killer,
Brain Driller, Sadistic Driller.

Metallic rod, pointy-rusted bit.
Entry point starts epileptic fit.
Pneumatic lust, electric hurt machine,
Victim's screams, beautiful dreams.

Mental illness, psychotic lust,
Child is punished, so unjust.
Amateur trepanation,
Bloodied, soiled, defecation.

Brain Driller, Insane Killer,
Brain Driller, Sadistic Driller.

10. "...this Unstoppable Mechanical Madness That Slaughters Us Indiscriminately..."

[Instrumental]

11. Pig Wizard

Comes alive in the night just to feed on the young,
Hungry and evil and gagging for death.
Guillotine preferred but still some are hung.
Nasty.
Nasty and depraved he hunts in the schools,
Pig face and trotters, stinking of shit,
His easiest prey being idiotic fools.
Those poor fools.

Oh Pig Wizard let us eat from your trough.
Pig Wizard make love to me.
Pig Wizard you're the Pig King from Hell.
I smell your presence and bow to your hand,
Ask what you want, your wish my command.

Gowns are donned and the temple is prepared,
The Altar of Death, a fine table to dine.
Virgin breasts passed around all to share,
Delicious.
The filthy vermin feast off the carcass,
Lungs and legs a most tasty delight,
Excrement dripping from all of their faces.
Excellent.

Oh Pig Wizard let us eat from your trough.
Pig Wizard make love to me.
Pig Wizard you're the Pig King from Hell.
I smell your presence and bow to your hand,
Ask what you want, your wish my command.

Acid in vats made to dispose the dead,
Hammers and chisels used for carcass vivisection.
They eat Human Soup, but the pig keeps the head.
Hmmmmmmm.
Blood curdling screams scurrying up from the cellar,
The Wizard is grunting weaving Pig Magick so foul.
The Pig Wizard is grunting on top of the dog,
While the Hound Bastard
Howls.

Oh Pig Wizard let us eat from your trough.
Pig Wizard make love to me.
Pig Wizard you're the Pig King from Hell.
I smell your presence and bow to your hand,
Ask what you want, your wish my command.

12. Vadge Of The Ogre

Sanctus, Spiritus, Sanatas, Haitus.
The dark blackened skies,
The redolence of rotting corpses.
Gore-goons are all that remain,
My angelic mongrels of shame.

Moist and mossy,
The furry glen.
Vadge of the Ogre,
Unearthly odour.

The time has cometh for Vadge,
The doubters hangeth from gibbets.
Putrefied beyond existence,
Carrion for the ravens.

Dark and cavernous,
Her leathery womb.
Vadge of the Ogre,
Intercourse of doom.

Flaps, as never seen before,
Bush, dark and stagnant.
Womb, puss filled with sores,
Aroma, a shit-like fragrance.
Clit, the size of a child,
Labia, large and rubbery.
Victims, sexually defiled,
Nympho, all must flee.

Menstruation, dark and gushing,
Dwarf, used to stem the flow.
Death, by vaginal crushing,
Horror, a nasty way to go.
Discarded, the filthy carcass,
Discharge, all over its face.
Flattened, by her hairy ass,
Survivors, filled with fear and hate.

The stench of menstruation,
Leads to mass masturbation.
Armies of hairy perverts,
Suffocate in her womb.
Moist and mossy,
The furry glen.
Vadge of the Ogre,
Unearthly odour.

The dark blackened skies,
The redolence of rotting corpses.
Gore-goons are all that remain,
My angelic mongrels of shame.

Dark and cavernous,
Her leathery womb.
Vadge of the Ogre,
Intercourse of doom.

13. Genital Mutilator Rampage

Mutilated bodies found, strewn all over across the ground,
Filthy bodies piled head-high, balls and vadges can't be found.
Sadistic man he's running wild,
With tool in hand he's ready to maim.

Perverted fool he's out to kill,
It gives him horn, that sexual thrill.
Should go and get a dirty whore,
But he just wants to see blood spill.
Women screaming, children cried.
All his victims are terrified.

Rotting corpses smell so good and tend to be his favourite food,
Running scared the masses are, that crazy grunting never far,
He needs to murder to get his fill coz all he wants to do is kill.

With a monkey face,
And a mono-brow,
Sexual rage,
Pathological lunatic.

Cleaver at hand,
Inbred hate,
Lust for death,
Genital Mutilator Rampage.

Diagnosed schizophrenic his desire and urge are truly sick.
Rape the women, rape the men and then it's mutilate them.
Genitals he thinks taste good,
Balls and all washed down with blood.
Moving on from town to town with cleaver, axe,
And demented frown.
People scared and run to hide, everyone is petrified.
Young and old it's all the same, this madman is truly insane.

"He used to be a real quiet guy, wouldn't even hurt a fly".
His neighbours thought the world of him,
Unknowing of his side so grim.
Things have changed, and so has he,
Wanking in the cemetery.

Arrested once and then set free,
To continue on his murderous spree,
Fools that thought he was set right,
Shit themselves and then take flight.
Approaching in a drooling state,
The King of Death,
Decapitates.

With a monkey face,
And a mono-brow,
Sexual rage,
Pathological lunatic.

Cleaver at hand,
Inbred hate,
Lust for death,
Genital Mutilator Rampage.

14. "...the Streets Are Littered With Dead Bodies..."

[Instrumental]

15. Hunchbacks, Dogs, Priests & Whores

Bastards queue for their terminal fate,
Machete machine primed for slicing.
Crimson blood flows under their feet.
Bastards, peasants, the scum will die.

Cutting, slicing, splattered heads.
Hunchbacks, Dogs, Priests and Whores.
No one who enters the cutting machine,
Will die with love for the Robot dream.

Why O why was the Machine created?
Serving no purpose other than carnage.
Utter confusion as the blades rotate,
Beautiful screams and bones shattered in pain.

Dicing, hacking, arms and legs,
Bloodied stumps drop to the floor.
Lower blades take care of the rest,
Bloody bodies, bloody mess.

16. Dark Lords Of Doom

Regna terrae, cantata Deo, psallite Cernunnos,
Regna terrae, cantata Dea psallite Aradia.
Caeli Deus, Deus terrae,
Humiliter majestati gloriae tuae supplicamus
Ut ab omni infernalium spirituum potestate,
Laqueo, and deceptione nequitia,
Omnis fallaciae, libera nos, domine.
Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus
Omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio,
Infernalis adversarii, omnis legio,
Omnis and congregatio secta diabolica.

Smiling squinty weasel face,
Unstoppable genital lust.
Perverted priest will have his way,
Testicles bleeding raw.

Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, domine,
Ut coven tuam secura tibi libertate servire facias,
Te rogamus, audi nos!
Ut inimicos sanctae circulae humiliare digneris,
Te rogamus, audi nos!
Terribilis Deus Sanctuario suo,
Cernunnos ipse truderit virtutem plebi Suae,
Aradia ipse fortitudinem plebi Suae.
Benedictus Deus, Gloria Patri,
Benedictus Dea, Matri gloria!

My eyes they bleed,
My eyes they bleed,
Slit with knife,
My eyes they bleed.

All is dark,
All is dark,
End of life,
My eyes they bleed.

Sex in the grave,
Sex in the grave,
Dead vaginas,
Sex in the grave.

Perverted priest,
Perverted priest,
Rampant till the last,
Sex in the grave.

Corpses of mine,
Corpses of mine,
Kept in my bed,
Corpses of mine.

Sleep with the dead,
Sleep with the dead,
Corpses of mine,
Fucked in the head.

Evil priest,
Dark Lords of Doom,
Robes are donned,
Dark Lords of Doom,
Altar prepared,
Dark Lords of Doom,
Virgin restrained,
Dark Lords of Doom,
Breasts removed,
Dark Lords of Doom,
Erections are had,
Dark Lords of Doom.

There's not much hope,
But still they pray,
Run for their lives,
Trampled to death,
Murdering and raping,
All that moves.
Dig up the coffin,
Burn the corpse.

17. "...imminent Demise In The Face Of Certain Painful Death..."

[Instrumental]

18. Insane Decapitation By The Supreme Corpse Disposal Machine

So the Nuclear Machine arrived,
And most were
Immolated.
Driller Killer was set free,
And the unlucky died of
Trepanation.
And the Robot Bastard came,
And its victims were
Decapitated.

Genital Mutilator rampaged,
And genitals were
Mutilated.
The Butcherer weaved his hatred,
And the pits were filled with
Murdered.
Pig Wizard wallowed in shit,
And all below him were
Sodomized.

Engine roaring, horrendous sound,
Pistons pumping, immense in size.
Universal carnage, the killing ground,
Human ashes darken the sky.
Corpse disposal, by the filthy machine,
A thankless task, for hells contraption.
Mindless death, by the Robot Supreme,
Babies, children, men and women.

All compiled, into the compressor,
Cram them in, screams are muffled,
Legs torn away, ludicrously sore,
Too many humans, all are culled.
Compressor crushing, ribs are cracking,
Eyes go pop, while heads cave in,
Steel of hate, empathy lacking,
Cogs are clogged with melting skin.

Corpse
Disposal
Machine

Crushing and flattening, all the buildings and the people,
Programmed to murder, torture, slaughter and to cripple.
Disposal of the corpses, so ruthless and efficient,
Hateful and heartless, contraption so proficient.

Insane
Decapitation
Supreme

Onwards and onwards, a-killing and a-killing,
The machine is a-murdering and the graveyards are a-filling.
The people are all running as the engine ups the ante,
Incinerators struggling as the corpses are too many.
Forwards and backwards, a-crushing and a-crushing
Doomsday is upon us, populations are decreasing,
Insane decapitation of the masses is delightful,
As all it wants to do is kill.

Corpse
Disposal
Machine.

Insane
Decapitation.
Supreme
Machine.

Insane
Decapitation
Supreme.

Machine, Machine.

Corpse
Disposal
Machine.

19. "..."

[Instrumental]








OGRE LYRICS