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What​’​s in the Bags?

from Incinerating Ignorance Vol. I by Flesh Incineration

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Walkman on
Ready to embalm
Working rigor mortis
In my craft I'm flawless

Knock at the door
My job interrupted

Visit in the dead of night
Give me a disrupting fright
Black bags at your side
what is it you've got to hide

Seeking a favor for friendship
Your request seems senseless

You're very buddy-buddy
what's in the bags
Why won't you tell me
What's in the bags

Shaking, writhing these bags are alive
What dark mystery do they hide?
Cats in the bag waiting to be let out?
Maybe sunfish or mechanized chimps?

Writhing inside is the dismembered undead
Unphased by decapitation and a pick axe to the head
Screaming in pain, hunger for brains
Quickly to the furnace incinerate the reanimated

Ashes to atmosphere
Rain toxic upon the earth

Reanimate, reanimate
Reanimate, reanimate

Death transcended
by the undead

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from Incinerating Ignorance Vol. I, released May 17, 2019

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Flesh Incineration is from the United States and is influenced musically by grindcore, goregrind, powerviolence, and brutal death metal.

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