Cannibal Corpse The Wretched Spawn 1. Severed Head Stoning Buried waist deep gagged and bound Piles of heads lie on the ground Executioners start to assemble Condemed man shakes with fear Doom now becoming clear The faces of the heads he resembles Severed Head Stoning His family's head strike him The most recent victims Without mercy savage killers throw His wife's head breaks his jaw Bruised flesh becoming raw From many wounds blood begins to flow When the victim dies They chop off his head Severed head stoning Bady beaten, in a daze Eye pops out, fluids spray Pulsing veins cause the wounds to gush The end is near the bloody stumps Mangeld face a mass of lumps What was now a man reduced to mush Mashed into a pulp Dozens of bones break [Solo - Jack Owen] Severed head stoning 2. Psychotic Precision Horrific perception that enters the brain An abnormal psyche insanitys brain Cemented beyond immeasurable doubt Psychotic or not they need a way out Of their obscured minds If they want to be set free Lunatics of wrath Horrid killing viciously Like incisions With conviction Various deaths Identical In hell they will find It is where they need to be Murder redefined Butcherd meticulously Killed the same way On the same day Various deaths Identical Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision Psychotic precision Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision Psychotic precision [Solo Jack Owen] Aware not of tge cruel visions each had To slaughter alike they must truely be mad Rewarded with blood on their ignorant hands These psychos precisely slew many men With their obscure minds Feeling that they were set free Murder redefined Butcherd meticulously Like incisions With conviction Various deaths Identical Killed the same way On the same day Abysmal deaths Imperceptible 3. Decency Defied Torn from your body, removed while you scream Dissect to collet my blade now reams Pieces of flesh lie by the side Worn on my body or put on display You mark your skin it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied Crudely I cut away All are my prey Tell me how it feels when your flesh is peeled You are vain with your art I desire it torn appart With my insane hunting the removal of flesh now starts You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied To you a design Now a trophy made mine To you a design Now a trophy made mine I seek to find To satisfy my fucked mind I seek to find To satisfy my fucked mind [Solo Jack Owen] Ignoring your cries Exposing your insides Violence defined Torn from your body, removed while you scream Dissect to collect, my blade now reams Pieces of flesh lie side by side Worn on my body or put on display You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied 4. Frantic Disembowelment Intestines exposed By violent thrusts The innards removes Dissecting the guts To rip through the skin Tissue and muscle Cartilage shreading Draining blood vessels Frenzied hacking Morals lacking Eviscerate Life is gone before my eyes Flesh matters the most When splattered around Its never morose Absurdly profouned Fresh insides come out Excitedly done My purpose in life To kill just for fun Frenzied hacking Morals lacking Eviscerate Life is gone before my eyes Frantic disembowelment Deprived of vital content Organ loss without consent Spastic slicing an event Sharpend steel my covenant Frantic disembowelment Mutilating miscreant Sickening accomplishment Spreading gore is ime worth spent Perpetuate this mad intent Eternally malevolent Frantic disembowelment Kidneys exposed The pancreas flew Stomach deleted The spleen I did chew The carving is over You lost and I won Fulfilling my dream I killed you for fun Frenzied hacking Morals lacking Eviscerate Life is gone before my eyes Frantic disembowelment 5. The Wretched Spawn Concieved through rape Procreate A vicious brood Ravaging intercourse Penetrate with force Forsaken, nude Spawn of the wretched, born of the rape Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child The wretched spawn, inheretly vile Inherited traits Reprobate From birth an urge No chance to change Born deranged Violence will emerge Spawn of the wretched, born of the rape Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child The wretched spawn, inheretly vile Spawn of the wretched, bred from the damned Gone are the instincts normal for man Spawn of the wanton loins of the cruel Spanwed by brute force used as a tool The wretched spawn, violence will rule Heredity dictates brutality Groomed to carry the legacy Genres of the butchers, a killing breed Revel in making the helpless breed Scion of the murders A bloodline so profance Born insane Predestined to annihilate Throught sinister eugenics Sworn to kill, they will It was made to kill [Solo Jack Owen] Massacre the innocents A slaughter without meaning Bleed, screaming Only one remains untouched Her fate is violation Vile Impregnation 6. Cyanide Assassin Staking out the residence Of the chosen target Entering the empty home Lace the food with poision The hapless victim never had a chance Precise contamination killed him fast Shocking news traveld fast But I have traveled faster The only clue thats left behind Poision in the cadaver Cyanide assassin is my trade Exacuting methods are my quarry's bane Toxic killing tactics stop your breath Precision dosage leaves the victim dead Cyanide assassin Life, my task to end Death, I dont regret Analyze the next assignment Select the proper tools Gas will be the most effective That is what I'll use Release the vapors in the victims room Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb Calculated venting should work fast Enclosed space filled with poision gas Cyanide assassin Life, it should end fast Death, he now should pass Gasping, he fights for air Face, fixed with dispair But the end does not seem close Misjudged the lethal dose I must return, my works not done He's still alive, but to weak to run [Solo Jack Owen] A sloppy job must be finished Can't leave him in a coma With my mask I wont smell The almonnd like aroma With syringe in hand I walk into his room He's struggling with the damage from the fumes I plunge the needle deep into his vein Completion of the murder ends his pain Cyanide assassin 7. Festering In The Crypt Eyes tied tight forever Mouth wired shut forever Body parts dissever. You will see no more Never.... Lowerd into the ground You will never hear another sound In your coffin you are bound. Underground Forever To the earth you're now enslaved, to the creatures long depraved Flesh has now turned to grey, as the larve gnaw away As you rott in your smallish tomb, insects care not how you met your doom In your casket eternally lie. Many were pleased to see you die Fester In the Crypt where You lie Victims Pass by They watched You die Flesh melts off your frame. Infamous was your name Years passed since you moved on Nothing left buy carrion Festering in the crypt 8. Nothing Left To Mutilate As I walk behind her, her scent trails to me What is it that draws me neared, what could it be? Once I was normal among the sheep Now I'm immortal, in the night I creep Searching for the one, 21, she will run, from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed She will pay, with the only life that she now knows Captured by the gender she loathes Now she is tied, terrified, set aside As I prepare she stares as I tear at the garment she hides behind Her young flesh is so devine One final deed, she will plead, I proceed Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge through her hallowed feminine domain From her young body. I can't abstain Lifeless she now lies, now untied I defile Carefully scoring her skin I begin from within Removing her organs inspected Still nothing detected [Solo Jack Owen] One way to achieve The info that I need Continuing to cleave [Solo Jack Owen] Gradually consumed She was foredoomed Body one big wound Now I am through as I chew on the few pieces that remain Of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my Searching in the night for the one who fulfils my plight Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she will pay Nothing left to mutilate Nothing left to mutilate [Solo Jack Owen] 9. Blunt Force Castration Smash his scrotum sac Allered ferociously Survived this attack Sterile now left to bleed Emptied in the croth Gonads reduced to pulp Hateful remedy Void of sexuality Sledgehammer destroys Groin tattered and maimed Emasculate Crushing the testicles fast Gebillitate Cutting off the penis last Macerate Deforming Enervate Caponized Detatched genitals Mangled between the thighs Gelded painfully Transformed before his eyes Blood spews everywhere Deprived of virtility Sledgehammer destroys Groin tattered and maimed Inactive She crushed the testicles fast Disintegrate She cut off the penis fast She cut off the penis last Inactivate She crushed the testicles fast Disintegrate She cut off the penis last Macerate Deforming Enervate Caponized [Solo Pat O'Brien] Blunt force castration Giving life is done Blunt for castration Desexualized Blunt force castration [Solo Jack Owen] Macerate Deforming Enervate Caponized Smash his scrotum sac Altered ferociously Survived this attack Sterile now left to bleed Hatefull remedy Void of sexuality Sledgehammer destroys Castrated with blunt force 10. Rotted Body Landslide Climbing the mounds to escape from death Ten thousand left to rot In this gorge Bodies lie Putrety I wont die Suffocating stench of corpse's warfts Up from the bits of deaths Fumes disgorge Rancid heap Walls steep Vapors creep Underneath Putrid tide Rotted body Land Slide Genocide Mountains of dead mark the place where they died, they died Transfixed with horror as the corpses fall Flesh sloughs off as I try to grasp Start to slip Suffocate Corpses weight Steals my fate Underneath Putrid one Rotted body Land Slide Genocide Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes Rotted body Landslide Avalance of cadavers down the mountainside Slide Genocide Mountains of the dead mark the place where they died They died Bodies of the dead Smother me with rot Remains are crushing me Decomposing mound This is where I die Nameless dead my witness Slide Genocide Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes Rotted body Landslide Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside 11. Slain The outlander walked into town, coverd in gore He knew he could not wait much longer, he needed more Death Pain Terror Blood... On the high plain they lost their lives Hundreds were slain Why they died no one will know Their bloodstains weill allways show for all time Wasting no time he began defiling whores He would be the last man they felt, a carnivore Tear Rape Ravage Maim On the high plain they lost their lives Hundreds were slain Why they died no one knows Their bloodstains will always show for all time Firing, loaded rifle, never ending killing spree Slashing with machette, body parts are the debris There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent One more town, slowly going down This is the comming of endless torment [Solo Jack Owen] Unburied victims lie, blood soaking into the sand Remains of the slain, a dead body wasteland There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent One man left, sherif bereft, faces the stranger with intent [Solo Pat O'Brien] On the high plain they lost their lives Hundreds were slain Why they died no one will know Their bloodstains will always sho for all... Time Expired Big iron Both die On the high plain they lost their lives Hundreds were slain Why they died no one will know Their bloodstains will always sho for all... Slain 12. Bent Backwards And Broken Twisting limbs untill they break Contortions wrenching pain Joints are hyperextended Opposite Fibrous tendons snap Bent Backwards and broken Hateful physical control Opposite ways Elbows bend and pop Fingers cracking Connective tissue torn Unrelenting warping strain Knees are shattered Sinew ripped from bone Ankles give way Back is arching Spinal pressure builds Total collapse Predacious entanglement, form is distorted Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted Splintering bones causing internal bleeding Abundance of injuries, pain is exceeding Every joint in the body is turned the wrong way A debt to the nemesis forcibly paid Arching the back Vertebrae crack Fracture the spine Can't realign [Solo Jack Owen] Torque on the neck Structure is wrecked Amorphous blob An end to macabre A torturous lesson in physical terms The only way some people learn Stretching the body in every direction Forcing the joints unnatural flexion [Solo Pat O'Brien] Twisting limbs until they break Contortions wrenching pain Bent Bent Bent Backwards and broken 13. They Deserve To Die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth recieve no mercy They deserve to die They deserve to die Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near Punishment will be relentless They deserve to die They deserve to die Vacuous faces hammered into mash Beaten senseless, sense they never had Merciless smashing shatters teeth and bone Ignorance earned every crushing blow Killing has just started and my lust for blood will grow Justice will be found in murder Stupid as they are they didn't know the seeds they'd sown Grew into my savage hatred They deserve to die They deserve to die Skull is fractured by the pounding Eyes dislodging from their sockets Brains spill out, the skull is split through Mind vacent, now cranium too Guilty thoughs will not infect me Soulless scum recieve no pitty Deceptive tounges hewn by my blade Forked like a snake now on the ground they lay They had no conscience so there is no loss For my redemption there must be a cost [Solo Pat O'Brien] They deserve to die They deserve to die DIE!!!! [Solo Jack Owen] Alex Webster - Bass George "Corpsegrinder" Fisher - Vocals Jack Owen - Guitar Pat O'Brien - Guitar Paul Mazurkiewicz - Drums Produced and Mixed by Neil Kernon Engineered by Justin Leeah Artwork by Vincent Locke All photos by Alex Solca Layout by Brian J Ames Recorded at Sonic Ranch Studios in Tornillo, TX Mastered by Brad Vance at Red Mastering The making of the Wretched Spawn Bonus DVD Directed by Tony Rancich Filmed and edited by Austin Rhodes Additional filming by Justin Leeah DVD Produced by Nick Sahakian for Mars New Media.