The most Brutal/Evil song you ever heard

Name the song and post the lyrics....







Necro - Dead Body Disposal (he's a psycopath. The way its written iz so graphic...he's an artist)




[Verse 1]
Let's talk about dead body disposal
My proposal take the corpse to the bathtub
And drain the blood out of the bastard
Strip ya self nude first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the ****in' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put the pieces inside trash bags
So she'll be wreaking like a ***s ass
With flesh covered in leeches
And throw the bags away
In various trash bins in different areas
This ****'s hilarious
Nobody notices some ******* taking out the garbage
Who would know it's a carcass?
Even if they were focusing 'cause the plastic bag is dark kid
And even the nosy bitch wouldn't open it, it make no sense
And if you do it just before a trash pick up
The bodies hauled away before it decays and stinks up
It won't be noticed but literally turns up other ****
And ya bag is in the middle buried right under it
Especially if you double-bagged it
Ya victim'll stay a ***got in fragments forever stagnet

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
**** could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills
Dead Body Disposal
Are you interested in hearing my proposal?

[Verse 2]
Bodies begin to stink within an hour of death
And if it's warm outside then it's quicker for the sour stench to leak out
the flesh
So think about the steps
You taking killing and be willing to consider the best
Be extra careful and grab an aerosol can of pepper spray
to coat the pieces the smell is unbearable
Hold the first layer of bag beautifully
that'll keep animals from tearing open the bag to get to the meat
Squirrels, dogs, and birRAB
Officers with dogs that smell won't find **** when they thrown off the scent
You could hang a **** upside down in ya tub
And slit his throat from ear to ear to remove a large amount of blood
Most of it'll gush out on its own at once But to get that last couple of pints drained work his arms like pumps
For dismeraberment gentlemen I recommend
heavy duty brawn saws that cut through gendleums like pendulums
But if you want to take your time don't rush it
either cut each piece off like Pizza Hut pizza with a rusty cleaver
Then put each piece up in a freezer
Take out the trash in a couple of days the stench of decomposition's meager
And make sure there's no incriminating papers in the bag
Letters, receipts, anything with ya name they'll trace ya


I know it's obvious but you'd be amazed at how easy it is
to be sloppy with this even the Mafia slips

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
**** could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills

[Hook]
Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat

Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat
Let's talk about death!

[Brick Top from Snatch]

[Verse 3]
There's more choices to choose kid
Bury the corpse in the ground, bury it at sea or the pieces get distributed
When using the ground a shallow grave isn't allowed
'Cause the corpse'll be found when the stench of it lingers out
Make sure it's six feet deep or more
Construction sites work in formented
In what's cemented suspended beneath the floor
Using the sea has its potential sequentionally
The sea destroys all evidence eventually
But make sure that you tie a weight to the body to keep it from floating
around and being discovered by mistake
Drop it as far from shore as possible otherwise it'll pop up at low tide or
be seen by some fisherman's opticals
Distributing! Body parts is riveting
I explained it in verse one forgive me if I begin again
A wood chipper turns a corpse into chopped meat
Spread it all over ya grass then water it down properly
Within a few days the cadaver's fertilizer
Your advisor's taught you ways of covering up murders wiser
Regardless how you tried these methoRAB
Be careful with prints and rented equipment use cash and fake id's

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
**** could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills
Dead Body Disposal
Are you interested in hearing my proposal?
**** could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills

[Hook]
Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat
Let's talk about death!
 
The darkest album I've ever heard is Cromagnon - Orgasm. That album is ridiculously unnerving. Especially Toth, Scribe 1 - that song is one long, horrendous nightmare

In terms of Black Metal, Sortsind - Sar knocked me for six upon listening to it for the first time. Not particularly for it's brutality, but generally the atmospherics the music evokes. Chilling stuff.

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I miss Coil. Now, I'm starting to listen to Psychic TV again to get my weird fix.

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Any song by Marduk. That is the only band I have sworn to never listen to again because I just can't. It has nothing to do with how good the band is or the lyrics or anything., but just the feeling I get from the music.
 
Most music that is supposed to be scary isn't scary to me because I expect it to be. That's why I don't like too many of today's acts is because they have to layer on the shock and there is little creativity elsewhere in their music.

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Diamanda Galas trumps all with her interpretation of Charles Baudelaire poem

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The Litany of Satan

O you, the wisest and fairest of the Angels,
God betrayed by destiny and deprived of praise,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

O Prince of Exile, you who have been wronged
And who vanquished always rise up again more strong,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who know all, great king of hidden things,
The familiar healer of human sufferings,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who teach through love the taste for Heaven
To the cursed pariah, even to the leper,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who of Death, your mistress old and strong,
Have begotten Hope, — a charming madcap!

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who give the outlaw that calm and haughty look
That damns the whole multitude around his scaffold.

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who know in what nooks of the miserly earth
A jealous God has hidden precious stones,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You whose clear eye sees the deep arsenals
Where the tribe of metals sleeps in its torab,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You whose broad hand conceals the precipice
From the sleep-walker wandering on the building's ledge,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who soften magically the old bones
Of belated drunkarRAB trampled by the horses,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who to console frail mankind in its sufferings
Taught us to mix sulphur and saltpeter,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who put your mark, O subtle accomplice,
Upon the brow of Croesus, base and pitiless,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

You who put in the eyes and hearts of prostitutes
The cult of sores and the love of rags and tatters,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

Staff of those in exile, lamp of the inventor,
Confessor of the hanged and of conspirators,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

Adopted father of those whom in black rage
— God the Father drove from the earthly paradise,

O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

Prayer

Glory and praise to you, O Satan, in the heights
Of Heaven where you reigned and in the depths
Of Hell where vanquished you dream in silence!
Grant that my soul may someday repose near to you
Under the Tree of Knowledge, when, over your brow,
Its branches will spread like a new Temple!

— translation — William Aggeler, The Flowers of Evil (Fresno, CA: Academy Library Guild, 1954)
 
I find it funny when people always try to outdo each other in gruesome lyrics. There's this one kid at my school that's always saying all these ridiculously "brutal" lyrics. One time I was sleeping when he was sitting next to me in class, and I woke up to him saying "I raped her body before and after I killed her." That kinda ruined my day.
 
I like Marduk - surprisingly I had never heard them until La Grande Danse Macabre two days ago. I like how the bass actually does something - I'd like to hear more.
 
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