Blame It on the Goat

Honky Holiday

Year of the Tyrant

Boogaloo Boogie

Between the Lines (A Special Message from Q)

Between The Lines (A Special Message from Q)

I am no feeble Christ, not me
He hangs in glib delight upon his cross
Christ, forgive? Forgive? shit he forgives
I vomit for you, Jesu. petulant child
Down now from your cross
Down now from your papal heights
Down now fearfucker
I Share nothing in Christ,
I vomit for you
Forgive? fuck your forgiveness

He hangs in crucified delight
nailed to the extent of his vision
His cross, his manhood, sin, violence and guilt
He would nail my body upon his cross
Suicide visionary, death reveler,
Rake, rapist, lifefucker
Jesu Christus, you dug the pits of Auschwitz
The soil of Treblinka is your guilt, your sin
Master? Ha, Master of gore - enigma
You carry the standard of our oppression
The nails are your only trinity
Hold them in your corpsey gracelessness
Your image I have had to suffer
You nail yourself to your own sin
Lame-ass Jesus calls me "brother"?
There are no words for my contempt

He turns his back upon me
In his fear he dare not face me
Sterile, impotent, fuck-love prophet of death
You are the ultimate pornography,
In your cunt-fear, your cock-fear, your man-fear,
Your woman-fear, Unfair, warfare, warfare,
Warfare, warfare, warfare, warfare,
Jesus died for his own sins, not mine

Hades Sharpens His Teeth

fucking cunt
liar, whore
just wanting and taking
but not anymore
arranging all my instruments
preparing for revenge
camera set to catch it all
from beginning to the end

pose for me
expose for me
a portfolio of agony

fucking cunt, it’s time to begin
start with the teeth – bash them in
grind them down to the gums
my cock is throbbing, this is so much fun
lips sliced off you choke on blood
where’s my clamps, let’s get that tongue
remove the nose to spite the face
don’t worry, bitch, it’ll be replaced

pose for me
expose for me
a portfolio of agony

with surgical precision i drive the scalpel in
artistic butchery, mutilated grin
labial reassignment, clitoral extraction,
readjust the zoom to capture your reaction
almost done, finish the frame, a special treat for our little game
a bucket of meat left to rot, full of maggots, piss and snot
a bit of possum, some parts of coon, shovel it in and close the wound
feel them squirm, feel them feed, feel them satisfy their need

now for the coup de grace
I sew your cunt onto your face
head pulled back, throat gaping wide
about to take my cock inside
the hole is lubed with tears and pus
eyes wide open to see me thrust
as I force-fuck your pussy mouth
fucking cunt do you love me now?

pose for me
expose for me
a portfolio of agony

once a whore, always a whore

short of breath you beg for death
short of breath you beg for death
short of breath you beg for death
gaging on my cum

Cunt

I was supposed to be loved, and cherished, but instead I got abused, mistreated. 
You persecuted me, and left me with nothing but fear, despair, and rage. 
You violated my consciousness and poisoned it with yours.
I was deprived of my life, and yet I never asked to be born

Why did you do this to me?
Why did you hate me this much?
You destroyed everything
I detest you! I hope you die

Which part of your fractured mind will damage me this time?
Each piece of your broken brain brings me a different suffering.
My time on this earth was short, but it was painful and agonizing.
The hatred and fury in my heart are there only because of you.

Why did you punish me?
You shattered everything
I despise you, I hope you die
One day I swear, I will kill you

You, Too

the sky rains down
the stars darken
a god who lives on his fathers
and feeds on his mothers
i am lord of wisdom
my glory is in the sky
my might is the horizon
enemies good for burning

i am the bull of the sky
who shatters at will
and lives on the being of every god
to eat their entrails
i am the one equipped
he who eats both men and gods
it is I, slayer of lords
to cut their throats and drink the blood

it is I who eats their magic
and gulps down their souls
the young ones will make my meal
keep the old for incense burning
the great ones light the cauldron fire
with the thighs of the eldest
the butcher's blocks are wiped over
with the feet of their women

i have revolved around
the whole of the two skies
and devoured all before me
the greatest power of all powers
i am the sacred image
thousands offered unto me
rising again into the sky
to be crowned lord of the horizon
i have smashed the back-bones
and seized the hearts of the gods
feeding on the lungs of the wise
swallowing the knowledge of every one
their souls are my possession
to rise everlasting
my lifetime is eternal
for ever and ever

40 Days

Intubation

It's Gettin' Kinda Heavy

the mutant form that transcends existence
mathematic in precision
maldoror spreading until all becomes him, viral
in a spiraling geometric accumulation of power
creeping like black mold into the seams of reality, rotting

transubstantiate the satanic eucharist
and eat the flesh that it becomes
a gluttonous gagging of cannibal gods
gorging then regurgitating to gorge again
with each cycle the bile and vomit concentrate
to brew the black ambrosia that he drinks

lycanthropic conversion transmogrifies the beast to divine
horrific resurrection
vampiric phoenix rising from the mud of blood and ash
murder messiah innvocating his communion, first supper 
mutation of man – salvation to none
suffering is ecstasy

scorched earth smoking
tortured creation creates more torture
blackened corpses litter to the horizon
pyres create the light of the new dawn
oceans foaming dark with blood of billions
bits and parts left uneaten drift to shore
the winged demon casts his shadow – darkness falls
with gnashing teeth the vaewolf chews the world
god of slaughter that brings the flood

no impotent god of men will stand before him
the impotent men of god will bow and beg
lamentations of the women will sing a lullaby
to children that will never wake again

my son, my creation, this i bestow upon you
suffer none to walk before you
take your crown and fill it with atrocity

divinity is not created, it's recycled
like the ouroboros chomping into its own ass for eternity
howling forever and ever into infinity

life eating life eating life the rule unspoken
the perpetual cycle of devourment remains unbroken

1st Sequence: The Perpetual Cycle of Devourment

Transmogrification of the Vaewolf

Troglodytic Curmudgeon - Transmogrification of the Vaewolf

armed with science and fanaticism
a criminal intent to produce the greatest murderer
the world has ever known and annihilate the earth

hypothesis of horror, experiments to perfect genesis
medical aberrations of suture, screw, glue, and stitch
to find the final solution requires a novel approach
collateral damage is expected, it’s just the price of hope
the next phase of evolution, as man invents his replacement
slave becomes master becomes god becomes dirt
engineered obsolescence thermodynamically decays us
achieve immortality through surgery, as soon as we can transplant a head

a casualty of causality causing recreational cruelty
employing thelemic conjurings to curve the laws of reality
there is no substance without extreme brutality
to birth a god you must first accept damnation

infused with blood of desmodus, sanguivorous delight
some limbs of canis lupis, wings of diaemus give him flight
selecting assassin attributes and sewing them into place
each one designed to help destroy the human race
held in carcass mold, pieces of the jigsaw fuse
webworm chrysalis splits, belching out cadaverine fumes
the conjoined pieces of symbiotic madness hold
from fragments the creature becomes whole

not yet perfected, the last step remains
the quest for immortality demands the abandonment of morality
the sacrifice of life to gain dominion over death
self murder, self-surrender
self-resurrection, self-ascension
in order to rise you first must die

insanity is a methodology, just a sequence of events
a recipe for brutality, the rest is consequence
procedure performed - a monster reborn
the master’s plan completed, depleted of all skill and knowledge
nothing left to endow, your time is now
soar in your blasphemy, it is your purpose
we are done, my son … go forth and devour

Fragments Made Flesh

Troglodytic Curmudgeon - Fragments Made Flesh

deformed mutant, birthed from a jackal whore
contorted twisted limbless wad of flesh
deaf and blinded
gaping razor-toothed mouth sucks for blood and fat
pulsating newborn, boneless cripple
gurgling for your momma’s tit, but there’s none to be had
mammary meal ingested, you ate that shit

filled with fury and fratricide, thriving
I must make it strong!
ripping babies from bitch-victims’ bellies
grind them up, liquify
nurse my mewling maggot on fetus mush
blended to perfection
internalizing their essence,
infant child consumes infant child
the cycle continues

extraction of pineal, adrenal concoction
and the final ingredient, most difficult to harvest

burn and scald till blisters bubble
slice the skin and raise the welts
create an armor of scarred up tissue
no pain can penetrate
numb to existence, eyeless worm
craving the taste of fetus soup

now the hunter grown, hungry for raw meat
his favorites are the beauties, prepubescent
ripe for picking, juicy, finger-licking
crack them like a wish bone and dine
appetizer and entrée in one

a manufactured monster, son of science
all of its existence fed on violence
its mother and brothers, a victim or two
embryo broth and fresh newborn stew

suck the marrow from their bones the only true way to atone

Fetus Soup

Troglodytic Curmudgeon - Fetus Soup

stalking for a proper victim
rotting whore, disease stricken
a mother-to-be that’s all that I need
to gut and rape and plant my seed

i can smell her cunt!
no hesitation, putrid hole for a petri dish
no trepidation in this assassination
just a plot, a plan, to create the perfect man

stripped and strangled, let’s begin
the field is ready to be sown
eviscerate the womb, ejaculate into the wound
cum and blood, contaminated conception
intertwining genomes of sin and evil
to fashion the perfect deformity
inseminated eggsack swells
infestation commences

bulging sack of amniotic pus extended
prolapsed cunt-hole tearing, dripping
ripping from gash to ass, shrieks of birth-pain
as maggots vomit out sequentially from the slime
13 worms, 13 needs, 13 mouths begin to feed
the mother-corpse nurtures the blood frenzy of her children
alive ! alive !

demoniacal parthenogenesis
this nest of maggots comes to life

uterus devoured, a fallopian feast
intestines become the second course, no remorse
just an insectile urge to grow and change
metamorphosize until nothing of the old remains
a squirming wave chew their way to the surface, erupting
throw them chunks of rotten flesh, what a fucking mess
a maggot brood is born from death, perfumed in putrescine
consuming all, both flesh and bone, slurping up every drop
bastard parasites, grotesque abominations

more victims needed !
they just keep feeding !

plenty of food to go around
yea humans are cheap for the taking
and well worth the price, if bought by the pound
considering what I’m raising
they prefer their food alive and screaming!

now out of meat, on themselves they must feed
brother eating brother eating brother
devouring each other
until one, the strongest to survive
my alpha predator arrives
appetite never filled
always seeking its next kill

Nest of Maggots

Troglodytic Curmudgeon - Nest of Maggots

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