| Song | Cuntcrusher |
| Artist | Infant Annihilator |
| Album | The Palpable Leprosy of Pollution - Instrumental |
| The gears are set into place; the finals stages of purification are | |
| nudged into motion by our pious Pope. The prevention of the second | |
| coming of Christ is now drawing closer to completion. Dissolution of | |
| component forces act together as one - a single congregation tied | |
| together with one purpose in mind: The prevention of Christ’s birth. | |
| Dead are collected and piled to feed the flames of a furnace fire. The | |
| day lit sky is now blackened by the infant ashes. As they rise they | |
| bring us darkness, turning day to night. With the remnants of the | |
| children burning, we begin the last stage. Surviving females are | |
| loaded onto transports and then shipped to our parishes where they’re | |
| tagged, then stripped of their clothing, assigned numbers and then | |
| taken to eugenic controlled concentration camps. This is where they | |
| spend the rest of their pathetic lives. One by one the worms dry out | |
| in the sun at the mercy of their new master. Their existence exhausts | |
| itself without the ability to procreate. Seared onto their heads and | |
| their hands is the mark of The Beast. This holy number, sacred in its | |
| symbolism, now marks the doom of fertility. By the order of the Pope | |
| we condemn them to be neutered with a machine devised to sterilize. | |
| With a hundred tons of force, its name is The Cuntcrusher. Hooks | |
| pierce through their feet, then suspends them upside down to be fed | |
| into the side where they are conveyed to a press of blades. With their | |
| legs pried open, their cunts align. At the flick of a switch they are | |
| sterilized. |
| The gears are set into place the finals stages of purification are | |
| nudged into motion by our pious Pope. The prevention of the second | |
| coming of Christ is now drawing closer to completion. Dissolution of | |
| component forces act together as one a single congregation tied | |
| together with one purpose in mind: The prevention of Christ' s birth. | |
| Dead are collected and piled to feed the flames of a furnace fire. The | |
| day lit sky is now blackened by the infant ashes. As they rise they | |
| bring us darkness, turning day to night. With the remnants of the | |
| children burning, we begin the last stage. Surviving females are | |
| loaded onto transports and then shipped to our parishes where they' re | |
| tagged, then stripped of their clothing, assigned numbers and then | |
| taken to eugenic controlled concentration camps. This is where they | |
| spend the rest of their pathetic lives. One by one the worms dry out | |
| in the sun at the mercy of their new master. Their existence exhausts | |
| itself without the ability to procreate. Seared onto their heads and | |
| their hands is the mark of The Beast. This holy number, sacred in its | |
| symbolism, now marks the doom of fertility. By the order of the Pope | |
| we condemn them to be neutered with a machine devised to sterilize. | |
| With a hundred tons of force, its name is The Cuntcrusher. Hooks | |
| pierce through their feet, then suspends them upside down to be fed | |
| into the side where they are conveyed to a press of blades. With their | |
| legs pried open, their cunts align. At the flick of a switch they are | |
| sterilized. |