PROPER PARASITE MANNERISMS

by HOG CALLER

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PROPER PARASITE MANNERISMS They attach themselves to my flesh And I can’t seem to get them off Taking over my body My decay gives me strength How has this come to be I am alive, yet they feed from my soul I now know my entrails starve Without the proper host I am only flesh and blood to feed from © 2005 HOG CALLER
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HANGING THE ENTRAILS (BLOOD SAUSAGES) Rotten tongue greets sloppy throat Glistening tonsils esophagus erodes My inner workings have gone awry Bleeding ulcers time to die May my brain be as strong as my bowels have grown brains the bacteria has fermented my anus stays the same let me up, let me out fill it up, pour it out Hanging the entrails Dropped on a line Homemade sausages, blood to wine I shall test The inner trail of life My sights now linger On snake filled tripe Hoist it up, bleed it out Fill it up and pour it all out © 2005 HOG CALLER
3.
THE BLACK ORACLE OF POSEIDON’S DAUGHTER Thundering troops beneath the waters edge Battles have begun from what she has read Scriptures of old have become new life She has cracked the gates of strife Whispers of moonlight, moon lit cries Algae irrigates premonitions and lies Diving deep from up above The mind is screaming, flooded and numb Spine tingler, forever golden opportunities Forecast reaches far and wide Only 50 knots left to go Thundering troops beneath the waters edge Battles have begun from what she has read Scriptures of old have become new life She has cracked the gates of strife Whispers of moonlight, moon lit cries Algae irrigates premonitions and lies Diving deep from up above The mind is screaming, flooded and numb Burning ladies call the stable for a dream ride Just follow the bloody wake and the screams © 2005 HOG CALLER
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FALL FROM BRIDGE HIGH UP I have lead, I have followed From time to time, I sat and wallowed Looking across to the other side Tracing footsteps hands of time Right on schedule, just one more step Across the bridge, the makers met Stepping away from the ground My right of way is what I found The cols blood pours on my head The cold blood drips on my chest The cold blood penetrates my skin The cold blood gives me life © 2005 HOG CALLER
5.
TOUCHED BY TENTACLES Burning storm below the surface Time that kills frees the will Echoing explosions mind numbing hate Split the flesh minds denial Tears float in weightlessness Blood flows upwind Brain spiders launch the offensive Digital life forms extend the need Upheaval of the senses I am changing form Hooves extend stampede begins Angels rage unleashed Strange places must be seen Holy visions must be felt Tentacles react with poison flowered tips Cannibal planet feeds on its own Green lions gnawing on paws Enigma rises through dreams Barren wasteland entices the lost Longing for faith just out of reach Bearing weight from horns of elders Bottom feeders devour your legs Cast the net pull in the wreckage The treasure chest opens as tentacles pry Well beyond the cliffs of blight Well beyond the cliffs of blight Tears float in weightlessness Blood flows upwind Brain spiders launch the offensive Digital life forms extend the need © 2005 HOG CALLER
6.
DON’T TALK JUST LISTEN TO ME Greyhound terminal locker number 17 Main autopsy room fluorescent light smell Don’t talk just listen to me Grove street station icy snow Sherry doing dishes staring out into the cold Don’t talk just listen to me Greyhound terminal locker number 17 Main autopsy room fluorescent light smell Don’t talk just listen to me Grove street station icy snow Spread eagle pant legs glasses found in snow Don’t talk just listen to me © 2005 HOG CALLER
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The Cause 02:30

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This is a Split CD with HEADCRASH from the Netherlands. Tracks 1-7 is Hog Caller, Tracks 8-11 is Headcrash. Tracks 8-11 are not available for download but are on the Split CD on Last House on the Right Records.

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released June 1, 2005

Hog Caller is The Dirtfarmer & Vomitrocious

Headcrash is Urban, Luc, & Roel

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HOG CALLER Middletown, Pennsylvania

Hog Caller is a grindcore band that hails from the Three Mile Island infected lands of Middletown, PA.
The line-up is: The Dirtfarmer aka Tom Richards - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics. And Drum Programming. Vomitrocious aka Steve O'Donnell - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics, And Samples.
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