Splattered Cadavers
Repulsion Lyrics


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The dead they rot in pungent pools of blood
Corpses mangled - Bones and flesh decayed
Life not real - Tragic accident
Splattered cadavers fill this morbid room

Decomposing rotting flesh
Vomit from the smell of death
Faces of death haunts your mind
You can't leave the morbid gore behind
Corpses recharged from death by your hand
Fear of death turns into sand

Mangled bodies in the morgue
Cold cadavers on the floor




Semi-victims in a bag
Faggot zombies dressed in drag

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song Splattered Cadavers describe a gruesome scene of violent death and unimaginable horror that has left a room filled with the dead, who are now decomposing and rotting in pools of blood. The dead have been mangled, their bones and flesh decayed, victims of a tragic accident that has left a haunting memory. The scene is overwhelming and the smell of death is so strong that it causes the listener to vomit. The faces of the dead continue to haunt the mind of the singer, who cannot escape the morbid gore that surrounds them. In fact, the corpses themselves seem to be recharged by the presence of the living, causing the fear of death to turn into sand as the line between life and death is blurred.


The imagery in the lyrics of Splattered Cadavers is particularly vivid and disturbing, amplifying the sense of horror and dread that runs throughout the song. The lyrics evoke the physical sensations of smells and sights that are so revolting that they cause one to vomit. They also conjure up the sense of being trapped in a nightmare, with the faces of the dead continually tormenting the living. Above all, the song explores the thin line between life and death and the creeping sense of horror that comes with this realization.


Line by Line Meaning

The dead they rot in pungent pools of blood
The deceased decompose in unpleasant, stinky fluids of blood


Corpses mangled - Bones and flesh decayed
Dead bodies broken apart - Their bones and flesh deteriorating


Life not real - Tragic accident
Existence is a sham, brought about by terrible misfortune


Splattered cadavers fill this morbid room
The place is full of grotesque, bloodied dead bodies


Decomposing rotting flesh
Flesh breaking down and disintegrating


Vomit from the smell of death
To purge from the stench of expiration


Faces of death haunts your mind
Thoughts of death constantly plague your psyche


You can't leave the morbid gore behind
The disgusting blood and guts can't be left behind


Corpses recharged from death by your hand
Dead bodies brought back to life by you


Fear of death turns into sand
The fright of the end becomes irrelevant


Mangled bodies in the morgue
Shredded corpses kept in the mortuary


Cold cadavers on the floor
The dead, lifeless bodies laid out on the ground


Semi-victims in a bag
Half-dead, pitiful creatures packed in sacks


Faggot zombies dressed in drag
Homosexual undead, cross-dressing




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