The Berzerker - The Berzerker

Artist: The Berzerker
Release: The Berzerker


1. Reality

The uncreative juices flow from all but a selective few
And even those that tend to be wasted
You have taken pride in a lifeform that you think you know
But what you do not know is it’s rotting

It is so unfortunate that this is how our world must be
But why must I accept reality, is this reality?
How can I exist amongst you people when I feel this way?
When all that seems so wrong is everywhere

A world without substance feeling so superior
I am discontent with lies and with ineffective lives
Should I grieve for mankind or live out my life?
To be free of pain, I’ll want it back again

So to be one with man I must be false to myself
Any effort’s futile for my life is just mine
I have visions of worlds that are unparalleled
My attempts are in vain to walk this earth without shame for being human

This is my reality and you do not have to accept it
You are only human with excuses and complaints
Couldn’t you be something greater?
Come on now you know the answer

You are so absorbed with your own pathetic lives
Why should I feel pity for you?
I don’t think I know the answer

Have you ever thought about opening your closed eyes?
What is it that you’re afraid of, don’t you want to see yourself?
Couldn’t bear to see yourself as I see you

2. Forever

Always living on the line of what you think is right or wrong
There was a time when even I could not bear to be alone
Needing someone or something that is not mine to call my own
To have and hold
Severing the only line of trust that you once thought you had

Now that I can see past you, I can start to be a man
Death to me seems no mistake, for I have yet to hate
So can you see my pain, can you feel my pain, can you see my…

This is my world
And I see what you don’t
Forever wanting more
Life breathes from our soul
Looking into bloodshot eyes, mesmerised, they can’t look back
Slowly turning in my mind is the visions of your death
Finding truth amongst my lies, but not accepting

Now I grow and gain control
Opening to inner sanctums that you do not understand
Having no respect for life and taking it with my bare hands
Always searching with contempt for ways
To rid my pounding head from this place
This is my world
And I see what you don’t
Forever wanting more
Life breathes from our souls

3. Burnt

You’re mine
We’re blatant with your kind
I have paid, I’m taken with your face
I can taste your flesh
Can taste your world
To feel the pain of making…

Why can’t you breathe?
I’ve made you writhe
In pain, the pain of making…

Why just take my life?
Why not take it all?
I can taste your flesh
Can taste your world
To feel the pain of making…

Why can’t you breathe?
I’ve made you writhe
In pain, the pain of making…

4. Pain

Torn apart
Her face ripped from her fleshy skull
Her scalp, degloved
What an horrific site

With inches from her life
And all that’s left inside
Confusion’s in her mind
Her luck’s run out

Tormented cries coming from inside
Ride with her into the state of a brutal act
But she did well to tolerate the anguish of that night
The anguish of that night

Torn apart
Her face ripped from her fleshy skull
Her scalp, degloved
What an horrific site

With inches from her life
And all that’s left inside
Confusion’s in her mind
Her luck’s run out

5. Cannibal Rights

Devouring my last rites
Without thoughts of changing
To have my life taken away
Inheriting the skills of
The dead to hunt and live
The dead to hunt and die
Because that is our only way

Never understanding
Tomorrow never comes
Waiting and believing
That they have got it wrong
Why are we made to suffer
For their ignorance
Underestimated

To me it makes no sense
Devouring my last rites
Without thoughts of changing
To have my life taken away

6. Massacre

Arms, legs, feet, hands, all limbs are gone
Flesh torn, life loss, blown to black dust
Torn earth seeks death, blood is on ground
Feel the grim pain it is your fault

Once maimed you fall, force is so strong
Got what you wish, last chance for more
Wounds all open to the heavens
Skull is intact, limbs won’t grow back

No end is near, used to be bold
Cannot get help, chanced your life well?
Eyes are so blind to the horror
Feel the grim pain, it is your fault

Call to arms you do not have
‘Cause torn flesh is now all that’s left
And I can see your juices drain out
Like a body that is apart

Got what you get, I can see that
Life calls to me and paints grim death
What we live in I do not know
I’m not a god but I think so

You’ve had your chance, used to have hope
Lost now in hell, feel your life fall
Not one to run I’ll bare this world
I am so strong, your life is gone

No time for weak, you are a sheep
Cannot get help, no hope for you
Now I tell you your chance is gone
Time for you too, I’ll burn in hell

My chance is here with your lost kind
From the start you’ve had not much time
Not one to run, I’ll bare this world
I am so strong your life is gone

Got what you get I can see that
Life calls to me and paints grim death
What we live in I do not know
I’m not a god, but I think so

You’ve had your chance, used to have hope
Lost now in hell, feel your life fall
Not one to run, I’ll bare this world
I am so strong, your life is gone

No time for weak you are a sheep
Cannot get help, no hope for you
Now I tell you your chance is gone
Time for you too, I’ll burn in hell

My chance is here with your lost kind
From the start you’ve had not much time
Not one to run, I’ll bare this world
I am so strong, your life is gone

7. Chronological Order Of Putrification

Greenish discolouration of the abdominal wall
Odour of putrefaction is noticeable
The eyeballs become soft
Irregular green patches appear over the neck, chest and lower extremities

A bloody, frothy purge may pour from the mouth
The abdomen is distended with gas
The corneas have collapsed
The discolouration is becoming red
Due to the pressure of the decomposed blood

Body surface is mottled
Red, green, brown, the eyes bulge
And the tongue swells to fill the mouth
And protrudes beyond the teeth

8. Deform

Degradation, I don’t want your rhinoplasty
I don’t need you, not any more
Though I am a perverted man
Disproportioned, version of a normal man, dirty man
Any surgery cannot get the goddam filth out of my head

Maladjusted, not because of my appearance
You can’t see past how I was born, are you blinded by the way you live?
Violated, version of a normal man, dirty man
Reconstruction, reformation, reaching out into a shallow world

My normal features, they gaze with impunity
I am an animal, don’t want to be a man
I wish destruction on every man I see
Am I a man, am I a man, am I?

To forgive them means loss of my memory
Can I decide between a psycho and a citizen?
No chance of that, I want death to my enemy
I’m not a man, I’m not a man

How can you think of me?
Judge me?
Watch me?
All I want to be is, is to be free

Degradation, I don’t want your rhinoplasty
I don’t need you though I am a perverted man
Disproportioned, version of a normal man, dirty man
Any surgery cannot get the goddam filth out of my head

9. Slit Down

Slit down from the thorax, to free all
The gas that should not be there
The cerebrum will have not survived
Upon close examination, from the chest to the skull
Has shown the movement of fluids that the surface refused
Co-injections have failed to prepare the remains
There’s much too much to be saved, decomposition has claimed

What was an animal frame with it’s organs and brain
Will be dissected and then reduced to mush
It’s not to be chopped to bring you power
It’s only to be devoured
What is it now that you throw doubt upon
Don’t ask of things you’re not meant to have or know
Have or know
Pre-embalming purge, and rotting pigmentation
Extra firming fluids, and hardening compounds
Nasal aspiration

10. February

It is February 1998
With too many mindless bodies
Walking the face of the planet
And too many mindful bodies
Without enough motivation
To do anything constructive with their lives
I despise these people

In a way I can not verbally express
My hatred for humanity
Has reached an all time high
I believe I am a higher power
And a greater being
Than our all too common society

Lately I have asked myself
Should I concede defeat
And conform to our commercialist society?
Surely it would make my life
On this world easier to bear
But when I get near my lowest moments
I remember…

Why I hate the world
And everything that is inside
I remember why, that I despise
Everything that is not I

11. Mono Grind

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12. Ignorance

Grey and blinded with light
Serrated and nailed by the child
For those who dare to oppose
Suffering will increase two-fold
Beware the child

Beware the child
Beware the child
Beware the child
Beware the child

Grey and blinded with light
Serrated and nailed by the child
For those who dare to oppose
Suffering will increase two-fold
Beware the child

13. Humanity

[Instrumental]

14. 95

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15. Ode To Nash

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16. Incarnated Solvent Abuse

”If visible identification is not possible, the pathologist may be able to take fingerprints from the body until decay sets in… Things become more complicated.”

Intenacious, intersecting
Reaving fats from corporal griskin
Culled…for sodden gelatine brayed
Skeletal groats triturated, desinently
Exsiccated, sere glutenate brewed
For frivolous solvent abuse

Derogate coarse remains
For glue to dry
Despoiled marrow razed

A truculent shambles so severe

Extravated bone as adhesive incarnate
A pellucid quietus nocuosly I create

Corporal glue, breathe in the fumes
Mucilage vapours, toxic fumes to savour

Comminuted remains
As gum to dry
A lissom gel so glazed

A truculent shambolic affair

The exsanguine esprit shorted as snuff
Rheumic oils forever bonded together as gum

Human glue, choke on the fumes
Noxious vapours, slaughterous labour

17. Deform

Degradation, I don’t want your rhinoplasty
I don’t need you, not any more
Though I am a perverted man
Disproportioned, version of a normal man, dirty man
Any surgery cannot get the goddam filth out of my head

Maladjusted, not because of my appearance
You can’t see past how I was born, are you blinded by the way you live?
Violated, version of a normal man, dirty man
Reconstruction, reformation, reaching out into a shallow world

My normal features, they gaze with impunity
I am an animal, don’t want to be a man
I wish destruction on every man I see
Am I a man, am I a man, am I?

To forgive them means loss of my memory
Can I decide between a psycho and a citizen?
No chance of that, I want death to my enemy
I’m not a man, I’m not a man

How can you think of me?
Judge me?
Watch me?
All I want to be is, is to be free

Degradation, I don’t want your rhinoplasty
I don’t need you though I am a perverted man
Disproportioned, version of a normal man, dirty man
Any surgery cannot get the goddam filth out of my head