Álbum: “The Necrotic Manifesto” (2014)
Banda: “Aborted” (Bélgica)
We have such sights to show you. A journey through the chasms of hell. Like artists painting on canvas. We toil with your flesh. A deafening rumble. Upon the solving of a puzzle. We will tear your soul apart. Oh sweet serenade of torture. As pleasure and pain unite. We become one, Cenobite. Tearing flesh from bone, desires are born. The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled. The reaping has begun - through pain and suffering I cum. Divine serrated torment - As heaven and hell unite. We will tear your soul apart. Oh blessed be this torment - Quivering so serpentine. We become one, Cenobite. Oh luscious torture. These little deaths I die all over. With hooks and chains torn apart. These little deaths are mere fine art. Cenobites - Explorers of flesh. Cenobites - The wretched living dead. Cenobites - Emissaries of hell. Cenobites - Practitioners of eternal torment. Through flesh and bone, your life is forlorn, sadistic needs are reborn. The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled, through pain and suffering you cum. We have eternity to know your flesh, for we are death. Divine serrated torment - As heaven and hell unite. We will tear your soul apart. Oh blessed be this moment - Quivering so serpentine. We become one, Cenobite. Infernal seeker come find us, follow lines that were written in blood. We have no more surprises, we have eternity to know your flesh.