mangler - "sickness of the mind" (demo april 1992)

from landskrona, sweden.

official myspace site:

http://www.myspace.com/manglerswe

1. sickness of the mind

2. beyond the realm of lies
3. carnival of souls
4. better off dead
5. instant trauma

måe - vocals & guitars

nelle - guitar
danne - bass
asp - drums

info: shitbreed_asp@hotmail.com

1. sickness of the mind (asp)

barbaric dissection, abuse of corpse
scan the leftovers, ---?--- body
sickening thorax appeal, to you in disgust
from a septic gash, runs a sea of pus

feel the erruptations, choke your breath

these obnoxious visions, will be your death

obssessed with perversion, the sickness of your mind

a demented, sick fiction, reality is left behind...

cannibalistic killings, lust for blood

eager to chew the ripped out innards
juicy genitals, you drool & want to eat
a bite of obsolete, very rotten meat

feel the erruptations...

obssessed with perversion...

...sickness of the mind...

scalpel slit through livid skin

bacteria infiltrate, cramps begin
spastic disturbance, asphyxiation
---?---, caused suffocation

slices of flesh, a delicious menu

---?---, ---?---of human hunger
masticate the leathery bile so well
spew green substance, enjoy the smell

feel the erruptations...

obssessed with perversion...

2. beyond the realm of lies (asp)

---?---
infernal afterlife in aeons of darkness
history is controlled by the masters of lies
an ---?--- sect of ultimate distrust

a contorted vision of reality, you´re dreaming with the dead

your repressed personality, obssessed beyond the realm of lies

speak of lies from your profane tongue

a parasite mind feeding liar instincts
with epic lies you corrupt forsaken beliefs
all turns black, you´re blind to the truth

a contorted vision of reality...

liar - the truth torments your twisted mind

liar - ---?--- repression of mankind

liar - liar - liar - liar

---?--- of morbid insanity

a sick mind, drained of common sense
onwards to hell, you´re forever condemned
to dwell in a spiders web of lies

a contorted vision of reality...

indication of true insanity

your body scorched in purgatory
your shattered sanity buried
beyond the realm of lies...

3. carnival of souls (asp)

carnival of souls - dancing ghouls of the dead
carnival of souls - true spirits of the dead

analyzing the wreckage of civilization

relics of ourselves lie hollow from the rot
---?---, of our own creation
---?---

from atomic winter, into eternal ice-age

the ice-cold end, to a meaningless life
from ages of rest, ---?---
a night black shadow, stealing our souls

carnival of souls...

a dead void where the future is the fucking past

---?---
---?---
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carnival of souls...

4. better off dead (asp)

intensifying mould upon your putrid body
attracts the insects beneath your fucking skin
genetic disease, ties you on to the rack
insatiable worms gnaw your flesh ´til it´s black

feel the blood spill, from your gaping mouth

your body is deformed, slowly turning inside out

compulsive dying, you´re eaten alive

squirm in pain ´til the last drop of blood
convulsive retch, you´re better off dead
all you need is a bullet through your head

septic boulds of flesh, reoccur on your skin

squeeze fluid from these fungoid vesicles
pulsating veins, pump the virus around
you suffer from an infectious merry-go-round

a look in the mirror, reveals your rotting head

you scream in panic for an immidiate death

conpulsive dying...

better off dead - better off fucking dead

pathetic attempts to kill, your uninvited guests

the insects are breeding, in your tangled tissues
the grim truth lurks, deep in your subconscious
you laugh in content at your premature burial

comfort in the grave, buried with a smile on your face

an incubus corpse, in its final resting place

compulsive dying...

comfort in the grave...

5. instant trauma (asp)

an instant trauma, you´re paralysed
forever strapped into a hospital bed
alive through tubes, plugged to your head
a machine life, you´re a living dead

born to suffer eternally

suffer your diabolic destiny

an existence in coma, sleeping deep

conflicting attitudes of life and death
alone in your hell to forever burn
you´ll never wake up and you´ll never return

born to suffer eternally...

die my friend and you will see

the moment before is a moment of joy
die my friend and you will know
that human life is too good to destroy

expensive existence, the price of life

no-one will pay, better off to die
fatal miscalculations, cerebral death
reduced to silence, buried in the backyard

born to suffer eternally

suffer your diabolic destiny

born to suffer from now to eternity

suffer your bitter, diabolic destiny