freak monstrous skinless clinic was her home the surgeon - her best friend transforming body parts no matter what - again and again [chorus:] deformed human freak monstrous skinless
Bleed tears down for dead and gone, explain this tragedy Injected dose of suicide, cleanse the self of worldly being Destination lost in life, death
Burn him Torch her Boil them So much fun Bake them Boil them Roast them I'm having fun Munching on crispy kids Burn him Torch her Boil them So much fun
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Rip, staple bite babies!!! I tear heads off babies and lick their soft skull caps Spineless fetus round and supple Suffocated within my duffel Infant
Undo the psalms to fulfill your minds craving to bleed Fail to serve them Serpents of time wait to stifle the lives you breed We'll dissolve them, solve
The hand on power thrives on the backs of slaves The minds of millions suppressed and pushed into their graves Into their graves... Children wander
Mammoth bitch holds Gyney down forces him to perform cunnilingus on her snizz Quivering clitoris open gash, like a roast beef sandwich, tongue probing
"Sit back, slip on your absorbant undergarments, and let the mayhem begin" No disspelling through retrospection Unresolved woe, flash burn wounds infection
Beyond control, we are falling, out of control, there's nothing left From sacrifice, to survival The harvest is over, yet we are not saved All have failed
You can't dodge the subject, are you infected now? Mathematics and theology don't belong in the same sentence I'll do fucking cannonballs into repulsion
"Does blood turn you on? It does more than turn me on, it makes me cum! And more than the sight of it, I love the taste of it, the taste of hot, freshly
Angry man walks through fields steps in shit, gets pissed off Finds the cow that made the mess, kicks the udder, milk and innards spill Carves out the
Raaaaghhhhh! Gather in a circle we're going to play a game Kneel around the cookie each with a stiffy we're ready to begin This time it's not for pleasure
"Condone first degree murder! Advocate cannibalism! Eat shit!" Pool of Stool I slipped and fell into a manhole, I discovered I was knee-deep in doo
Vertigo is the leading force of will, as many paths as its forced to fulfill Billions of combinations to make them be, a billion more to set them free
Ralph the janitor enjoys his job He sweeps and mops up the garbage and crud While alone at night he searches for goodies He goes into every room hoping
"The forecast calls for destruction tonight, death for tomorrow, and Armageddon by the weekend. This could be the end of life as we know it" Cold steel
