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Fresh blood covers the dome
Reflecting in the eyes of frozen statues
Hypnosis continues under the influence
Of flesh that's swinging suspended on chains
Monumental structure in the shape of the cross
Finally pointed out its true meaning
Gorged muses rapidly digesting
In order to continue the intoxicating call
First in a series of art that will not be forgotten
For many unreasonable - For me is still unattainable
Express the internal human instinct
Trapped between lines that can be easily wiped
Immense pressure increases in the veins
Shredded remains
Dried in the wind
Make my mouth water
Irritating me
Restless flickering distorted shadows
Carved in the wall the story of a murder
Artificial light directed in the right angle
Revives tortured human remains
Hidden behind the pillars of the dome, I'm
Carefully reconstructing the evolvent of acts
Directing the senses towards the altar
Absorbing intellect which is finally released
Finishing touch framing the opus
Left to serve in the lost future
My curiosity spoils the masterpiece
Saliva is lingering in hungry jaws
Cocooned in the lair I'm fulfilling the diary
Licking the piece of meat that's hanging from the chain.
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Detailed preparations were finally completed
Heated tendon removes my impatience
Mistakes and perfection merge into one
Pulling then each to it's own
Cracked shell of irradiated host
Remains in the shadow of the one it protected
The sound of water is interrupted by a scream
Of meat scattered on the surface
Violently awaken rudiment creation
Gets a lullaby
Soaked pavement around the fountain
Voraciously sucking blood drops
Hiding from the eyes all redundant traces
Stressing the most important
Beautiful game of seven children
In mythical land of Bimini
Enabled by the Arawaks people who
Spread rumors about health and prosperity
Two liquids slowly permeate
Creating a misleading sense of security
Madden body carelessly swims
Enjoying in every drop of environment
Fatigue hiding comes to an end
Shoes stick to the pavement seemingly sterile
Annoying crackling hinders my thoughts
While I'm trying to understand
My hands are shaking as I'm looking into the uterus
Reflexively opening the glass bowl
Creating a new home for a pure body
That thinks it's alive although it's dying
Blood on the soles still fresh
Mixing with the soil in the pantry
Nostrils collect stale smells from
Jars full of biological samples.
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Home-tanned Human Remain
02:00
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Drugged body bound to the table
Unconsciously waiting the payment of principal
Acid continuously expanding the ulcer
Feeding with those who accelerate its secretion
Parasite now larger than host
Becomes a short-term outlet for anger
Dull blade shoved in the back
Scraping the meat without scars and scabs
Small trophy for the tissues skinned off
Flutter on the artist's disjointed shoulder
Wooden frame, draft, saturation, preservative
Emulsion, sawdust, cross-kneading, gasoline
Bearings of the barrel slowly chase to squeak
New art is ready-to-serve
Crawling through the park I lick mist
Grabbing the wet oak roots
I think he can't see me, but he knows I exist
His gravity attracts me more and more
Approaching the neighborhood of my lair
Any doubts now are removed
My chest tighten from the thought that
I had lost the role of observer
Home-tanned remain of human skin
Adorns the front door threshold
I nervously approach it and rub my shoes
Strongly - until it bursts
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Lower Parts of Human Sludge Sombor, Serbia
Lower Parts of Human Sludge is a brutal\slam\grind band from Sombor (Serbia) formed in 2013.
In januray 2014.
Band gose to studio 11 (Subotica) where with Marko Curcic (Toxic Trace) records it’s first demo “Violently Awaken Rudiment Creation”. The first gig was with the band VxPxOxAxAxWxAxMxC (VAGINAL PENETRATION OF AN AMELUS WITH A MUSTY CARROT) from Austria.
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