deathrashed: 200 Stab Wounds - Slave to the Scalpel (2021)

Information

Artist – 200 Stab Wounds

Album – Slave to the Scalpel

Label – Maggot Stomp

Released – November 12th, 2021

Type – Full-length

Genre – Death Metal

Notes

Recording

Recorded and mixed at Bricktop Recording in Chicago, Illinois, United States in May 2021.
Mastered at Audiosiege in Portland, Oregon, United States.

Tracklist

1. Skin Milk – 03:30 >

Ear to ear I hull off your face
Leave the body in my special place
Cut too deep and hit the bone
Another waste of time I moan

Salvage what I can and burn the rest
A mask of your face goes in the press

Ferment your excrement, I crush your skull
Chop off the top, I make my bowl
The next day I awake to my cereal
Top it off with your skin milk, ethereal

Skin milk, epidermal filth
Smiling, for my next kill

Why are the cows the only ones
With open pasturеs to graze
My source of calcium smiles at mе everyday

2. Tow Rope Around the Throat – 03:20 >

[Intro]
Eyes sunken in, body snapping in two
Eat the rotten cunt, maggots falling out of you
No time to waste on your bloodsoaked face

[Verse 1]
Deceased in what I crave
Chopped head at the stake
Tow rope around the throat, eyes bulge, then you choke
Lungs full of diesel smoke
Longest mile of my life, wish I died by the knife
This is the worst night of my life
Treated like an animal, I'm gaping all my holes
Orgasm takes control, he's about to bust his load
On the hood of the truck, driеd out and fucked
I didn't even… nut

[Verse 2]
Lifеless body squirms from shock
Rigor mortis clutches my cock
His face, a throbbing blood clot
Taste and smell the rot
Mangled nose ripped by a pothole
Limp body bouncing on the gravel

[Bridge]
Bloody loads shoot from my nose
Prolapsed hole, removed and swollen

[Outro]
Tire tracks leave the scene
Til' the next time we meet

3. Stifling Stew – 02:26 >

Figure out who is who
Bag on face turning blue
Victim of one brain
Trying to distribute pain

Nameless sack to one
Fulfilling for the other
Head left in the bag
Sent to their mother

Slither to another
Stew made out of you

Shelter the spawn
We kill a dawn
Defiling your innocence
It won't be long
Accepting your face
Before its too late

I carry death, I carry hate

4. Itty Bitty Pieces – 03:47 >

All the pus pours through her nose
In even flows
To experience the taste is all I know
Down the hatch it goes
Rotting femurs, gurgling guts
Fill my conscience with vicious lust
Turn your bones into dust
Flay your skin into mush

Turn your bones into dust
Flay your skin into mush
Cut you up into itty bitty pieces
I'll save you for lunch

Slave to the scalpel
Blood on my hands
Remains scattered lifeless
On my nightstand

Gagging
Dissecting, you

5. Phallic Filth – 03:58 >

Prowling your neighborhoods
Wild hunger
Next victim
Chiseled and hung
Get a small taste of the meeting of our tongues
I bite it off but it's just not enough

Muffle your helpless cries
Split torso to the thighs
Slice and slip
I harvest your dick
This phallic filth
My greatest prize
Slice and slip
I harvest your dick

Stomach splits and I scream
What's growing inside of me?

Ripe with curdled cum
I begin to feel sick
Inside the spawn of hate grows
But I love, it makes me curl my toes
Bulge in my belly grows larger

Stomach splits and I scream
What's growing inside of me?

Vision blurred, bloody chest
I come to terms with my death
In the sky, I see your face
I remember how sweet it tastes

Phallic filth
Penile blood spill

6. Slave to the Scalpel – 02:27 >

Easy to see
Internally I bleed
Ringworm takes its toll
In my rotting hole

Stench of must drapes from the walls
Brain gel seeping out of the eyeball
The skull is leaking
Stew made out of you
Murdering the bastard cause I told him to

Baphomet, killing spree
What do you see?

Fall to your knees
Giving me life
When you go under
You must embrace the smell

Slave to the scalpel

7. Drilling Your Head – 02:04 >

Dead in the cellar
The body slowly rots
Maggots inside him
Choking on the snot

Taken inside to whatever it owes me
I’ve learned what it means to kill
Defiled by flame
Intestines bursting from the torso

200 ways to lose your life
It's by my hand and with a knife
Slowly dripping away in the coffin
Carcass exploding, buried beneath me

Death will come soon
To reek amongst the flesh
Dispose of the bones
Rid you of your soul
The pain begins to grow
Sinister reality, the drill to your head
I lust for lobotomy
I lust for lobotomy

Die for me, it will possess the flesh
Take me please, to a rotten fog
Fear is growing, not quite showing
In the morgue right now
Cut the body into pieces, put it in the ground
Put it in the ground

8. Paths to Carnage – 02:31 >

Trapped in this fraudulent pain realm
The vision set for me is not yet clear
Two ways to my demise, the path is setting stone
It's drawing me with fear

Take me, take me to my grave
Forgotten bodies hidden by flame
Bewitched by Amon, submerged in pain

Ascending from under, subsiding to his hand
A wicked salve to the throne
Servants of Satan, tonight we take revenge
Our power overthrown

Kill, with lust
Rotten regurgitation, drink the pus

Deny, life, embrace
Follow the gleaming flame
Detailed and tortured shame
Promising your life

Sealed by Lucifer's knife

9. Expirated Spatter – 02:56 >

Adorned in skulls
He screams but no one answers the calls
Soon he'll be one of us
Harvesting innocent blood
Deep underground, we'll never be found
Buckets overflowing, not ever slowing

It drips from their veins
He doesn't assist
In the oceans of pink mist
He's repulsed by what he sees
He didn't want to help
So I peeled off his scalp

Peeling, torture
Killing, I need more
Rupture, exploding
Carcasses eroding
Eating entrails
Exposing my sick tales
A lifetimе you've lived
None of it mеans shit

Total length: 26:59