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Hammer Smashed Face
Hammer Smashed Face
Cannibal Corpse
Hammer Smashed Face
1992
Tomb Of The Mutilated
55
Something inside me
It is coming out
I feel like killing you

Let loose all the anger
Held back too long
My blood runs cold

Through my anatomy dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding

Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool of torture
As it pounds down on your forehead

Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
Smash your fucking head in until brains seep in
Through the cracks blood does leak
Distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop splattered all over me

Lifeless body, slouching dead
Lecherous abscess where you once had a head

Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
Facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half

Crushing
Cranial
Contents

Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands, nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions

Suffer and then you die
Torture, torture pulverized

At one with my sixth sense
I feel free to kill as I please
No one can stop me

Created to kill, carnage continues
Violently re-shaping human facial tissue

Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge's my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
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