Nauseating Composition Songtext
von Stabbing

Vile, putrid
Dead, buried
Excretions of deceased fastering
Abstract medley of the enemy
Ripe brew
Simmered, consumed
Ablated human form


Eradicated to completion
And pummeled into dirt
A pungent composition of flesh, odious mortem
And array of compounded viscus
Gagging odor smells of ichor
Pure repulsion of human matter
Vile stench
Crude filth
Tied, bagged, and dragged into the woods

Unknown heinous atrocities committed
One more disassembled body
Added to the processed human waste
If not a soul were to witness
Could it have really been manmade or was it a sign
Or more divine cruelty?

Omnipotent intervention
Could it have been a cause?
No obvious explanation
Perhaps an angry god


Malevolent
Fairly contemptible
Ignominious
Disreputable
Vile, putrid
Dead, buried