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Autopsy - After the Cutting - In the Grip of Winter
After the Cutting
Disc 1
01. Strung Up and Gutted
02. Skull Grinder
03. Children of the Filth
04. Sanity Bleeds
05. The Withering Death
06. Waiting for the Screams
07. Return to Dead
08. Charred Remains
09. Ridden With Disease
10. Critical Madness
11. Human Genocide
12. Embalmed
13. Stillborn
14. Mauled to Death
15. Christ Denied
16. Fiend for Blood
17. Keeper of Decay
18. Squeal Like a Pig
19. Ravenous Freaks
20. Dead Hole
21. Black Incantations
Disc 2
01. Severed Survival
02. Gasping for Air
03. Ridden With Disease
04. Embalmed
05. Charred Remains
06. Retribution for the Dead
07. In the Grip of Winter
08. Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
09. Slaughterday
10. Dead
11. Destined to Fester
12. Dark Crusade
13. Mental Funeral
14. Keeper of Decay
15. Dead Hole
16. Funereality (Vol. 4 version)
17. Blackness Within
18. Death Twitch
19. Skullptures
20. Pus/Rot
21. Voices
22. Deathmask
23. The Birthing
24. An End to the Misery
25. Burnt to a Fuck
26. Bowel Ripper
Disc 3
01. Feast of the Graveworm
02. Seven Skulls
03. Macabre Eternal
04. Seeds of the Doomed
05. Bridge of Bones
06. Sadistic Gratification
07. All Tomorrow’s Funerals
08. Slaughter at Beast House
09. She Is a Funeral
10. Arch Cadaver
11. Flesh Turns to Dust
12. Tourniquets, Hacksaws and Graves
13. Parasitic Eye
14. Burial
15. Autopsy
Disc 4
01. Intro / Charred Remains / Severed Survival
02. Dead
03. Pagan Savior
04. Seeds of the Doomed
05. Slaughterday
06. Voices
07. Arch Cadaver
08. Critical Madness
09. Gasping for Air
10. Mangled Far Below
11. Ridden With Disease
12. Severed Survival
13. Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
14. Meat
15. Your Rotting Face
16. An Act of the Unspeakable
17. Spinal Extractions
18. Battery Acid Enema
19. Lobotomized
20. Walls of the Coffin
Lost in the white
Nothing in sight
Stumbling thru the snow and ice
Blinded by forces you can't control
Just to stay alive your only goal

Caught within the grip of winter
Hyperboric nightmare reigns
A arctic hysteria sets in
Body goes numb as your brain

Legs go numb
Panic strikes
So you then light a fire
Put your legs in the flames
Hoping for a rush of pain

Flesh burns right to the core
Spits blood from every pore
Smell your skin peel away
For your life a small price to pay