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Decade of Death

by FETID ZOMBIE

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Minced 03:21
I nosh on your guts Savor every morsel Indulging every cut Of your carved up torso Your limbs are quite tasty Though you’re looking a little pasty It’s all that blood I drank Now you’re smelling quite rank Your skin is a little tough Now I’ll have to chop you up Some bites are too great For my little plate So I’ll mince you up Before you go corrupt No need for leftovers I’ll be swallowing you whole
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I sharpen my blade, for the fucking hallowed bastard Longinus’ spear, shall slash you from ear to ear I’ll bathe in the blood—that spews forth from your neck A defiled rotten corpse, for the vultures to peck Your sanctity is desecrated Vermin leave you masticated Bowels irrigated By malodorous foul worms Mutilation—devastation Broken bones—lacerations I’ve built a hellish shrine From entrails of the divine
3.
Centuries of mental oppression Built on a tradition of lies Feeding on weak cultures and minds Like foul maggots and fetid flies I take your fucking cross And turn it upside down Dismantle your false icon And remove his thorny crown Without remorse And without repent I crush the crucifix The wrath of the heretic Your dirty place of worship Shall be broken to the ground By Hell’s fire summoned And cloven hoof abound I desecrate the altar You so proudly adored And tear apart the nativity Smashing the infant lord Rip apart the scripture And mock its holy lyric Like a demon, I destroy The wrath of the heretic Propagating machine of filth Of faith and contradiction Laying waste to intellect and wisdom And replacing it with childish fiction I take your fucking cross And turn it upside down Dismantle your false icon And remove his thorny crown Without remorse And without repent I crush the crucifix The wrath of the heretic Christendom defaced By Hell’s hate and fury Interred by flames and ash In Hell forever buried Your dirty place of worship Shall be broken to the ground By Hell’s fire summoned And cloven hoof abound I desecrate the altar You so proudly adored And tear apart the nativity Smashing the infant lord Rip apart the scripture And mock its holy lyric Like a demon, I destroy The wrath of the heretic
4.
I reject the wretched faith A hypocrisy, I can’t relate All holiness, I devastate The sacred word, I negate Hell…calls my name! Unburdened by the holy ghost I refuse the heavenly host I deny, the Lord above I mutilate, the holy dove Hell…calls my name! Your savior, is nothing to me Expose the false, for all to see Church of fiction, and of lies Congregate, like shit to flies Don’t waste your time, don’t even try This fucking faith, I deny Hell…calls my name! I slaughter, the sacred lamb, Christianity, is a sham This filthy faith, I can’t stand Blasphemy, I command Hell…calls my name!
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Martyr of the faith…on your knees, accept your tortured fate Proselytizer disemboweled, body ripped and torn Pray to your God but it’s no use succumb to the death Wrought with horrid pain as you gasp for that final breath You will die, as you scream in disparity You will die, in this theatre of cruelty You will die, as you cry out in agony You will die, in this theatre of cruelty You will die, as you scream in disparity You will die, in the theatre of cruelty Your foul God will witness the stripping of your holy flesh Reduced to pureed gore by the one who brings the utmost torture You will die, as you scream in disparity You will die, in this theatre of cruelty You will die, as you cry out in agony You will die, in this theatre of cruelty You will die, as you cry in agony You will die, in the theatre of cruelty
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From the bowels of Pandemonium With intent to destroy To pervert the sacrament of God And spill the blood of Christ Inverted altar, inverted altar Inverted altar, inverted altar I mock the scripture in reverse And holy relics I perverse Recite the word with pestilent hate The ill-gotten word of faith Inverted altar, inverted altar Inverted altar, inverted altar
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I choose to deny, the communion of lies Showing no remorse, I mock with hate…I defy I vomit on the sepulcher, of all the holy relics Spewing forth Hell’s fire, scorching the angelic I mock the holy word, the scripture of disease Torment the zealots, I’ll have them on their knees No mercy for the faithful, I’ll cast them with a hex Recite the prayer in reverse, invert all sacred text Scorn the holy cross Crush with vengeance, all that is false Crucify the sheep of faith Reject the sacred with unruly hate Opium of the masses, the crutch of humanity Minds filled with poison, docile insanity I corrupt the tome of faith, burning it to ash Temples will crumble, and altars will be smashed It’s time to conquer and destroy To render faith null and void Bludgeoned by Hell’s hammer of hate Crushing all religions and noxious faiths Ruled by fiction and false words Fueled by resentment and the absurd Countless years of faith and ignorance Shall pay for its abhorrent and sordid offense
8.
Lifeless corpse, resting in peace Once lover, once loved, now deceased Laid to rest for eternity Bereaved by those whom mournfully grieve Death awaits, I can hear it call It’s your fate, It comes for us all Gazing upon the embalmed-yellow face Whose waxen figure rests still in place I catch the odor of formaldehyde Reminding me who is dead, was once alive Death awaits, I can hear it call It’s your fate, It comes for us all
9.
Demonic abode of rot and decay Molten rivers of death, sky black and grey Pumice heaving with Satan’s breath Fiery pits screaming with death Boiling, bubbling cauldron of Hell Swallowed by a putrefying smell Sulpheric stench of Pandemonium Sulpheric stench of Pandemonium Plumes of destruction engulf the sky Mounds of flesh and bone piled high Eternal dirge resounds all around Hell’s trumpet’s nauseating sound Beasts arise from soot and ash The abyss erupts with deafening crash Sulpheric stench of Pandemonium Sulpheric stench of Pandemonium
10.
One last glance Then all is black Begin the journey Into the unknown Close your eyes As death tightens his icy grip Mystery awaits you the end Follow the path Untrotted passage to eternal darkness Mystery awaits you at the end Drift to sleep Eternity awaits Voyage with Charon Through marshy depths
11.
Laid to Rot 04:03
Pale rider, steed of doom, reaping life, spreading gloom Ashen eyes gazing down on the living, cold stare—unforgiving Sunken eyes, face afright, all-consuming, black as night Laid to rot in the tomb, gone now forever, from flesh to bone Laid to rot in the ground, forever rotting 'neath the burial mound Unholy passage into the depths, inhale the scent of Death's rotten breath Into the realm of the dead, all of Hades teeming with red Eternal unrest, place of dread, forever dwelling with the dead
12.
Ghoulish faces stare Scared and afraid Ominous presence Broods heavily Yellow pallor Suffocated breath Weary and fatigued The tempting of death Prepare the pall shroud Open the casket Fix the embalments Rigor mortis is nigh To dwell on the threshold On the brink of death The ground has been opened The morbid grave awaits Clammy flesh Hangs from the bone Nails discolored Cold and alone Haunting feeling Settles deep As death comes closer Waiting to reap
13.
Wretched hands, emanating death Ridden with sores, dripping with flesh The cold caress, the touch of disease Pestilent blessing, of imminent doom This mortal coil Unwinds into oblivion All that once was Is forever undone Fever-stricken, writhing in pain Sickness overwhelms, limbs grow lame Paralyzed by fear, the end is near Consumed by grief, the final hour looms This mortal coil Unwinds into oblivion All that once was Is forever undone Will degraded, desires aborted Things once familiar, now distorted Infection spreads,thoughts fill with dread There is no cure, now you are dead This mortal coil Unwinds into oblivion All that once was Is forever undone
14.
Desire the secrets, innerworkings of the will Engage the forbidden, ancient wisdom revealed Unravel the mysteries, both guarded and divine Engage the black arts, to reveal the light Kill thyself, to know thyself The path to wisdom, self-transmutation Lead into gold, wisdom unfolds The desire to know, the snake sheds his skin A new tail grows, a new path begins
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Unchained 04:16
Under the spell of faith Relentless self-oppression Cast into deceit Chained to insane belief It's time to revolt Extinguish all the lies Claim the left hand path Deny with unholy wrath Slave to the word Contaminated by the holy Worshiping false prophets Blurring the lines of truth It's time to deny Shed the skin of tenets Embrace the hand of wisdom Light the flame of sapience Under the spell of disbelief Make known thy will Thy will is the way To the whole of the law Yielding the power To cast and to forge Clutch the sword of light Align with truth and right
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Toge No Jizo Publishing (Japan) celebrates the 10-year anniversary of FETID ZOMBIE with a lavish 184-page A5-size book and compilation CD appropriately titled, "Decade of Death, 2007-2017." The book features illustrations—including some previously unpublished artwork, concept sketches, fliers, and related visuals executed by FETID ZOMBIE's sole creator, Mark Riddick. "Decade of Death" comes packaged with a CD compilation showcasing 16 select tracks from FETID ZOMBIE's discography.

Customers in Asian territories should purchase directly from the publisher, TOGE NO JIZO:
jizo.cart.fc2.com/ca1/57/p-r-s/

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released November 23, 2017

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FETID ZOMBIE Leesburg, Virginia

FETID ZOMBIE, the blasphemous and death-obsessed, solo effort of reputable underground death metal illustrator Mark Riddick, was born in January 2007. Riddick makes no apologies or compromises for his unique vision, offering a myriad of influences from hard rock/heavy metal to technical death metal. Prepare for an unruly onslaught of anti-faith sentiment and old school death metal worship! ... more

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