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Wreck N' Roll

by Decap Attak

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1.
The Feast 01:30
2.
Pulverized 02:33
Mangled corpses strewn about for all that live to see mounds of putrid flesh fulfill my horrid ecstasy ferment in a blistering heat the stench of curdled dead boiling eyes no one survives, my happiness your dread Hungry rabid wolf and you will all die by my hand rip right through your lives all that you know barren wasteland feel a pulsing surge of evil, see my deviltry I will drag you to your tombs and revel in your screams.
3.
Maggot ridden cold dead flesh rising from the grave living breathing nightmare wretch by bloodlust they’re enslaved Teeth tear through your fuckin’ throat hors d'oeuvres of your eyes corpses carnage, massacre when death eats you alive Intestines are clawed exposed smell of your own guts dismembered by friends turned foe the undead start to munch Eyes open but heart beats ceased crave blood gurgled screams hungry for fresh human meat you join the zombie feast. Fuckin’ Hell!
4.
Blood mad and rabid, foam at my mouth craving the smell of your guts ripping out flesh with my teeth from your necks hooks through disease ridden cunts Heaps of cadavers rot at my feet pulsating piles of gore none will escape from my cruel butchery barbaric annihilator A bloodthirsty savage I scour the streets horror to all those alive putrefied heads lay await for a feast maggots fill sockets once eyes Pleading and shrieking, you scream for mercy pathetic puss bucket worms revenge on the world who created this beast barbaric annihilator.
5.
Stalking through the graveyard hunger in my loins penetrating putrid flesh and tasting rotten groins Digging up cadavers fills me full of glee and maggots from their puss filled cunts are crunching in my teeth Morbid lust for corpses soft and cold dead meat running rampant like a rabid dog in fuckin’ heat Fetid death aroma rancid fantasy impregnating bodies of the recently deceased.
6.
Atomic Grave 03:51
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Rip right off that clothin’ baby drool runs down my chin snarlin’ like a hungry dog for penetrative sin Savage groans and banshee moans we sweat it out all night clawed back flesh and bitten necks carnality takes flight I’m a carnal! Motherfucker! I’m a carnal! Motherfucker! Head between your legs now honey booze upon my breath tremblin’ like a motor as my tongue fills in that slit Heartbeat racin’, boilin’ blood eroticistic beasts red hot burnin’ flesh at night bask in primal glee. I’m a carnal! Motherfucker! I’m a carnal! Motherfucker!
8.
I am mangy bastard dog blood red moon I howl cold dead gaze of apathy ‘neath a troubled brow (face a twisted scowl) Black heart monster butchery midnight death lust prowl life that craves carnality feed my hungry growl… Blackened, cold dead heart darkness breeds inside of me hungry, savage eyes as evil pumps into my veins madman, feel nothing sea of corpses flood my sight sorrow, fills my lungs in every breath lives endless night.
9.
Hungry Wolf 03:19
Rip through the corpses, tare off their flesh savage behind hungry eyes chew up the meat as it rots on my breath the wolf king is reigning tonight Merciless bastard I shatter their skulls beware of this blood soaking grin maniacal laughter the sound of your death pure evil unleashed from within Lurking in shadows I’m stalking the night the taste of the dead on my tongue feel a warm breath on the back of your neck your tomb what my stomach becomes I am the reaper, I am revenge I am the cold hand of doom I glutton and gut human prey that I hunt and all life in my sight I consume.
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Boilin’ blood inside your veins and fire in your eyes shaken with adrenaline the thrill runs down your spine 6 string bitch inside you grip the sculpture of your sin crash and burn there’s no return your face an evil grin Fast and loud out in the crowd they lose their fuckin’ minds smell of sweat and blood and booze just makes you feel alive rabid madmen mosh just like tomorrow they’ll be dead Decap Attak is on the loose so bang your fuckin’ head.

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released October 10, 2012

Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Dan O'Hare at Mark-It-Zero Music

Artwork by Patt Whelan

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