The Corpsegrinder Experience
Vomitory Lyrics


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Walking through blood and guts, scattered bodies
Butchered human remains, a sweet smell of bowels and blood

A morbid legion, with a hunger for flesh
I see them coming in a trail of death

The undead invades, bringer of death
They show no mercy when they hunt for flesh

Carnal, carnage, increasing, bloodthirst
Relentless, gluttony, driven, by flesh

Troops of decomposing creatures, prepare for war
Forward through, the field of death

Crushing spines with an axe, chainsaw decapitation
A dagger through the eye, maiming of the enemies

Harvest with your axe again, split their brains in half
Cut up their infected veins, send them back to their graves





The undead invades, bringer of death
They show no mercy when they hunt for flesh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "The Corpsegrinder Experience" by Vomitory describe a scene of utter carnage and horror. The singer is walking through a battlefield, where there are countless bodies scattered everywhere. The smell of blood and bowels fills the air. He refers to the perpetrators of this massacre as a "morbid legion" who have a hunger for flesh. They are the undead, and they show no mercy in their quest to hunt for more flesh.


The song describes how the undead creatures prepare for war, and how they are driven by their insatiable hunger for flesh. They are ruthless and unstoppable, crushing spines with axes, chainsawing off heads, and stabbing with daggers. The song is filled with gruesome imagery of the undead gorging themselves on human remains.


The lyrics to "The Corpsegrinder Experience" paint a vivid picture of a world overrun by the undead, where humanity is struggling to survive in the face of overwhelming horror. It's a disturbing, intense song that will leave an impression on anyone who listens to it.


Line by Line Meaning

Walking through blood and guts, scattered bodies
Moving through piles of blood and entrails, scattered limbs and torsos.


Butchered human remains, a sweet smell of bowels and blood
The remains of once-living humans who have been slaughtered, emanating a pleasant odor of intestines and blood.


A morbid legion, with a hunger for flesh
A group of individuals with a taste for human flesh and a morbid penchant.


I see them coming in a trail of death
Visualizing the walking dead approaching, leaving a path of destruction behind them.


The undead invades, bringer of death
Zombies are attacking and killing everything in their path.


They show no mercy when they hunt for flesh
The undead have no empathy or leniency, killing and devouring their victims without remorse.


Carnal, carnage, increasing, bloodthirst
Desire for flesh, massive destruction, intensifying, and an insatiable desire for blood.


Relentless, gluttony, driven, by flesh
Unyielding pursuit of human tissue, excessive consumption, motivated entirely by the need for flesh.


Troops of decomposing creatures, prepare for war
A battalion of rotting undead creatures is getting ready for an assault.


Forward through, the field of death
Advancing without hesitation through a landscape littered with the remains of the deceased.


Crushing spines with an axe, chainsaw decapitation
Breaking spinal columns with an axe and slicing off heads using a chainsaw.


A dagger through the eye, maiming of the enemies
Stabbing the eyes with a dagger, impairing the ability of the antagonists.


Harvest with your axe again, split their brains in half
Collecting more zombies with your weapon, opening their heads in two.


Cut up their infected veins, send them back to their graves
Carving their contaminated veins, forcing them to return to their resting places.




Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ERIK RUNDQVIST, TOBIAS GUSTAFSSON, ULF DALEGREN, URBAN GUSTAFSSON

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