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Human Flesh Bioterror (2016)

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Aug 20, 2016 | 8:34 PM EDT
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12.7 MB
5 min 33 sec
Score
4.64 / 5.00

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Author Comments

Went and done a full rework on a track I made last year. Keychanges, patch swaps, fresh vocal recordings, mixed & mastered the entire thing from the ground-up all over again etc.

Not classifying this as finished as there's still adjustments which I feel would be possible. Mainly keeping this up for feedback purposes.

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Stitched together from the chewed,
Fused together from the crushed.
Injected with hormones,
Human flesh blood-lust.
Form uneven, pulsating veins,
Bulging sacks, necrosis reigns.
Diet of meat, temper is red,
Craving for more, the soulless dead.

Human Flesh Bioterror.
Insanity death bearer.
Developed from our fallen.
A rotting crazed problem.

Feed me, Release me.
Give me your souls,
For I shall escape,
And reap all of you.

Pulled from the bench, stitches hold me,
For I rampage, an aura which bleeds.
I feast on their flesh, blessed by their blood,
It runs down my form, nothing more than useless mud.
I break down their doors, escape through the lair,
Surgeons and scientists cut down in their despair.
Free from their needles I tear their forms in two,
To feast on fresh meat, forever consume.

Made as a weapon, perfect, shaking.
Tubes pumping through, limbs, quaking.
The halls are endless, bodies, dying.
Resistance present, corpses, flying.

I can see the guns pointing at my head,
Wretched humans, the stench of dread.
Opening fire at my form,
Disgusting little pests they continue to swarm.
Smash, Grab, Pull, Tear.
Shower them in blood, resistance impaired.
Squirm, shriek, they back into the light
Leaving me free to set the world alight.

Pulled from the bench, stitches hold me,
For I rampage, an aura which bleeds.
I feast on their flesh, blessed by their blood,
It runs down my form, nothing more than useless mud.
I break down their doors, escape through the lair,
Surgeons and scientists cut down in their despair.
Free from their needles I tear their forms in two,
To feast on fresh meat, forever consume.

Reviews


LucidShadowDreamerLucidShadowDreamer

Rated 5 / 5 stars

Oh wow, this reworked version is quite something!
The original is one of my favorites from you, so it's awesome to get to hear an alternate version :O

Don't have much else to say, other than good job, and that this is a most enjoyable listen :D

P.S. Is it possible to change titles of old tracks now, as you seem to have been able to do it with the previous version?
(#TooLazyToCheckForMyself)


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QuarlQuarl

Rated 5 / 5 stars

Holy damn, first time I've heard this track. I effing love this distortion noise. Bass kick is huge, synths are all strong, and those distorted vocals... there's so much atmosphere in this track. Really creative track Lich! I got nothing constructive to say. This track is awesome.


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Kori1315Kori1315

Rated 4.5 / 5 stars

The instrumental choice was fab! Just...Maybe how the words are said are a little hard to understand. That's just my opinion though. still. Great song!


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