Cannibal Corpse eða Necrophagist myndi ég segja. Annars er ég l´tið að lesa textana þeirra. Er bara fegin að í langflestum tilvikum heyri ég ekkert af þeim og get fókusað á riffinn þeirra

skilgreindu brutal texta…ertu að tala um eitthvað sem er vit í,eins og hjá Carcass,eða einhverja random “GUTS SPILL OUT THE WOUND AND I EAT THEM AND FUCK THE CORPSE” kjaftæðistexta?

MASTEEEEEEER……. OOOOOOF……. PUUUPPEEEEEETS!

Funeral Mist.

Cannibal corpse örugglega.
Mæli með að þú tjekkir á Tomb of the mutilated og Butchered at birth.

Cannibal og necrophagist

Fer allt eftir því hvað þú kallar brutal…

Devourment.

my cock now bleeds haemorrhaging, blood drips on my feet sticking to your encrusted sheets wallowing in pools of steaming shit inhaling the stench of filthiness bleed for me terrorizing me the elderly have turned against me slowly they creep to me like filthy zombies old bitches sliding sewing needles in my dick scraping at my bowels smearing shit on their dirty clits chewing on my filthy meat within lacerating every inch of my flesh bleeding slow, my body bloats
pulverizing their fists in my fuckin’ face.

Necrophagist… eða þeir eru allavegana með góða brutal texta.

Mentors

Exhumed, Fuck… I'm Dead, Guttural Secrete, Dying Fetus, Cannibal Corpse… og fleiri en veit ekkert hverjir eru mest brutal

snoop dog…

Cannibal Corpse eru með mjög sick/brutal texta.
Svo er textinn í Eaten með Bloodbath ansi flottur!

CC

Bloodbath maður, tjékkiði á eaten.

Myndi halda að Cannibal Corpse væru almennt með mest brutal texta.

Fyndið að þú hatir dönsku en notar svo danskt orð. Brutal er tökuorð úr dönsku:p
Veit að þetta er líka til á ensku en það er tekið úr norðurlandamálum.

Bloodbath – Eaten Klárlega!

Cannibal Corpse - Necropedophile


I was once a man before I transformed
into this molester, freshly deceased children
You have born, torn by my rape
The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse
I will violate

Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction
I open the coffin
Sick thoughts run through my head as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I can't escape
I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with ecstasy
for nine days straight I do the same
She becomes by dead, decayed child sex slave
her neck I hack, cutting through the back
I use her mouth to eject

Here I cum, blood gushes from
bleeding black blood
her head disconnected
As I came, viciously I cut, through her jugular vein
She's already dead, I masturbate with her severed head
My lubrication, her decomposition
Spending my life molesting dead children

Intercourse with infants
Curing heads on top of spikes
boiling skulls
Skin sliding off of bones

Voices
The voices call
Voices
The voices are calling me
Buried dead I've spiritually infected
Call to me from beyond their graves

Bleed
I now bleed pus
I bleed, the blood of the dead
I bleed on her livid skin
Thrusting myself within
Beginning to chop through her hairless crotch
Beyond what we know as death
It haunts me everyday
I hear the voice of every child
That lies next to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to fill with my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left unfilled

Violated after death
Virgin hole I infest
Anal pore spewing cess
The sacred juice I injest
Your dead child I defile
Necropedophile

Eaten fo sho!!!!
enda þýddirðu það….

sko, þegar ég hlusta á brutal lög þá greini ég vanalega ekki teksta, voices ar hard to tell, when growled, en greini vel death á sound of preservance og segi því bara scavenger of human sorrow