Septic Infection

by WANK

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WANK: "To run one's hand up and down the shaft of the penis repeatedly until semen shoots forth."

More than ten years in the making, Septic Infection is the debut effort from young rascals WANK. Mixing overdriven guitars with the sounds of pain, death and orgasm, the band have strived to deliver something of the utmost importance to the landscape of modern music and it is hard to argue with the results.

Download of this album comes with 2 bonus tracks including the forthcoming Christmas single, 'Xmas Tim' as well as a sample of our cookbook, 'Vomit Boulangerie', an early working of the album cover and a short history of the band, penned by Ten-Inch Scar.

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released September 1, 2014

Music and lyrics by WANK.

Recorded, mixed and produced by Ten-Inch Scar at the WANKbank and OZ Towers.

Thunderstorm audio on 'Sacred Tundra Jism' courtesy of Brad McBride: www.youtube.com/user/faceonmars100

WANK is:
Slaughter of Children: Keyboards/Vocals/Growl/Applications
Ten-Inch Scar: Guitars/Vocals/Bile/Programming
Mucus or Pus: Vocals/Guitars/Abomination
5-Finger Sack Punch: Vocals/Guitars/Girth

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Track Name: Puncture
Puncture your lung
Puncture your eye
Puncture your face
I take delight in
Puncture your leg
Puncture your heart
Puncture your skull
And that's for a start

Puncture underneath
Each one of your teeth
And puncture up
In to your gut
Spilling your intestines
Over your basket
When I'm done, I say:
"What's new, kitty-kat?"
Track Name: Vile Cunt That Segues Into Black Rainbow God
The serpent rises
There's a sting in his tail
There's no use in hiding
You are destined to fail
Slithering and sliding
He is hot on your trail
Sink his teeth in biting
He will drink from your grail

Don't you worry honey,
Struggling will make no difference
Read my chapter and verse
Might as well give in
Whether you want to or not
I'm an inevitable force

And on arrival
He brings bile and decay
All the while he's smiling
He will lead you astray
His tail is coiling
So don't turn away
His venom boiling
And it brings the pain

You can't fight me darling
Struggling will make no difference
You will hear my words
Might as well give in
I'm coming for your kids
I'm an inevitable force

The serpent's smiling
And so we all hail
Track Name: Memoirs of Faeces
Fight, punch, kick

Step in to the streets
Your fists are no match for Mr Cutty-Knife
Face slabs on the floor, your face
Kolobos is alive.
Track Name: Rip
I'm going to RIP YOU APART
I'm going to TEAR YOU IN TWO
I'm going to RIP OUT YOUR HEART
and FEED IT TO YOUR KIDS
Track Name: Wrecking Ball
I'm like a wrecking ball
I'll wreck you
Track Name: Odious Scrote
All my life I've tried
To make a little difference
But they did not lie
When they laughed at my insignificance
Why do I even care?
When was this life ever fair?
I've got grand plans, mapped out in my mind
I'll see the downfall of mankind
Now this is my time.

(Odious Scrote)
I'll ride in to battle on a bleeding unicorn
Fuck a cunt's mother in the ear
Take bolt cutters to your intestines
Pour liquid shit down your throat
And then I inflect

Why do they still not see?
I've given it my all
I'll do my party trick
The one where I burn your face off
I don't really care
I'll get over this, I swear
The way forward is to obliterate everything
Smashed to smithereens
This is my time

(Odious Scrote)
I'll masturbate in to your breakfast
Cut your pinky toe off with a machete
Stab you in the face with rusty paperclips
Punch you in the hip with fists of fire
Do your tax return badly
Write you a card saying 'You are rubbish'
Bleed you fucking dry and wear your skin
I'll eat your fucking ice-cream
Slap you on the ass for shits and giggles
Tickle your tits and boil potatoes
Track Name: Bleed
Bleed
Track Name: Septic Infection
Your strength is sapped
Your fever has spiked
To gods you offer a pact, to save your life tonight
Your faith, though misplaced, holds more hope than science
This poison can't be traced, no matter your defiance
Struggle against the restraints and so I let you go
Seizure grips you at once and to laughter I'm disposed

You can't fight the infection

We're going to disembowel you and bathe in the bile
Cutting your head off with a junior hacksaw, laughing all the while
Your chromosomes in a petri dish, an injection of pure hatred
We won't honour your dying wish until our curiosity's sated
Opening up your stomach and trying to look further
Heat it all to boiling point with an industrial bunsen burner

You can't fight the infection

Back up on the table
Bind your hands and limbs
A syringe and some pliers and experimental things
I'm removing your organs, black market property
I'll make a pretty penny, to fund my surgery

You can't fight the infection

We're going to disembowel you and bathe in the bile
Blow-torching your genitals, laughing all the while
I suppose we could give you something to mask all the pain
But I'm too busy with a scalpel vivisecting your remains
Amateur surgery with a hammer for anaesthetic
We don't clean up open wounds, they're bound to go septic

You can't fight the infection

Your corpse now lifeless, my work here is done
Is your torment over? It's only just begun
My friend here likes them fresh
But not so fresh they move
He assumes the position and gets on his funky groove

You can't fight the infection
You can't fight the infection
He's standing over your lifeless corpse with a massive erection

We're going to disembowel you and bathe in the bile
My friend Calvin wearing nothing but a delicious smile
He licks his lips and ploughs on through, eyes closed in pleasure
For the next two hours, he owns you, you're his greatest treasure
Rigor mortis setting in, increasing body friction
This all goes to aid in his impending ejaculation

You can't fight the infection
Track Name: Memorial
Hatred courses through my veins
Hatred for all the pain
You left me bleeding, a mess on the floor
My body broken, my black heart wanted more
Lies and treachery, your closest friends
Violence and brutality, but I'll see your end
You think you've won but I don't see it that way
This ain't over until I've had my say

You cunt, I'll stab you in your face
You cunt, you mother-fucking cunt
You fucked my wife, spat in my eye
I knifed your gran, I watched her die
I torched your chalet on the French coast
Your wife and children, burned in the roast
I remarked upon one morn
I saw your sister in inter-species porn
So now I stand here, dancing on your grave
I'm the victor, I knew you'd cave
Track Name: You Fuck
Fuck fuck fuck
Ripping heads off
Fuck, cunt, cunty fuck
I'd rather die than see you live
You fuck

(Slaughter of Children tells you a little story