The Horned Necrocannibals

The Horned Necrocannibals - the Necro-death-metal band was formed in Moscow in 2001 first as a joke death metal band by Nekrozaurus and Exhumator for the sole purpose of shredding, growling, consuming immense amount of beer and good ole’ fun altogether.
The gimmick behind the act were the online polls on MetalKings.ru with the basic idea of shaping a death metal band that would be 100% interactive. Through polls visitors of that site would pick the name for the band itself, the aliases for all band-members, the title of the debut record, etc., etc., etc. The best part about the whole thing was that no one actually believed it was going to be a real band until the first song was posted online.
On August 16, 2003 HNC release their debut record via CD-Maximum titled ‘Bitches, Sex, and Ptomaine’.

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From this point on it becomes clear that the joke has really gone too far. Over the next couple of years the band plays live mostly in Moscow, but also travels to St. Pete, Yekaterinburg, Kursk, Belgorod, as well as Vinnitsa (Ukraine) where they opened for Pungent Stench. Throughout this period the boys were also lucky enough to share the stage with the likes of Dark Funeral (Sweden), Impaled Nazarene (Finland), Mystic Circle (Germany) as well as a bunch of local acts such as Hieronymus Bosch, Seducer’s Embrace, Hatecraft, Spaint, Morrah and a whole lot of others.

JUNGLE REVENGE (Music – Exhumator; Words – Nekrozaurus, W. Shakespeare)		DIE, DIE, BITCH! (Music – Exhumator; Words – Nekrozaurus)
This circus tamer – a nasty fellow Horrendous drunkard and moody bile fiend Unleashed his temper onto his subjects The morning after he thus would speak to them “Hark! Villains, I will grind your bones to dust, And with your blood and it I`ll make a paste; And of the paste a coffin I will rear, And make two pasties of your shameful heads!” He’d starve and beat’em, he’d spit and curse’em To excess use he would put his stinging whip His rage and anger, uncontrolled malice Have turned against him – god’s treacherous deceit One early morning the cleaner found him His corpse ripped open and drained of all his blood To the menagerie she then proceeded Cages all empty – all carnivores were gone Wrath, anger and spite Mould into one Alloy of evil Fangs ripping and sharp Slice flesh apart Tear it to peaces Beast hiding within Reared in hell Woken from slumber Angst, fear, and pain - a trio of hate Equation of murder The hungry tigers Feast on his body A jungle revenge - Eye for an eye!!!		One gets all the other none Cruel twists of fate Envy demons on the run Love that turns to hate DIE, DIE, BITCH! DIE, DIE, BITCH! Stomp you out and crush you! Crash your skull and break you! Grind your bones and waste you! DIE, DIE, BITCH! So these twins – two raunchy sisters Known as Ridings Twins One of them she thought the other Was getting all the grease Claws of envy dreams of murder Haunting through her mind Cut the girth and run her over Lucky bitch must die Here comes the final circle and she sees her sister fall, Running over her broken body the horse cracks the bitch’s skull – The Appaloosa stumbles – hooves smeared in splattered brain She feels her saddle slide over and the heel run through her eye… Death comes to all Scythe has to fall Live by the sword Die by the sword As it turned out the other sister Was thinking just the same Gnawed by rotten fangs of envy For her kindred’s fame Evil spite and murder cravings Eating at her mind Cut the girth and run her over Lucky bitch must die

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Horned Necrocannibals - Girls, Sex and Ptomaine
live in Relax, Moscow, Russia 26.01.08