1. |
The Chocomint Massacre
03:39
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Burnt ice cream
Cakes your lungs
Acrid, gaseous air
Chocomint, laced with drugs
All the kids drop dead
Smash your fucking windows in
You cunt
Your flesh
Crispy and sweet
Engulfed in searing flame
Charred chocolate
Blistering bubblegum
Sulfuric strawberry gas
You will never
See the light of day
Burn you to a fucking crisp
Breathe in
Feel your lungs fill with smoke
Pray for mercy
Burn in your van
I scream
You scream
We all scream for ice cream
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2. |
Testicle Mutilation
01:39
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Bolt cutters at the ready
Time to lose your testicles
Blades to the fucking scrotum
All I need to do is push
Fuck it I go straight for the crotch
Rip your testes by the ballsack
Mutilate your nether region
No way to recognize your cock
Testicle mutilation
Urethral asphyxiation
Sphincter bruised, excessive beating
Balls ripped off and anal bleeding
Testicular mutilation
Urethral asphyxiation
You convulse with endless bleeding
From your crotch, the blood is seeping
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3. |
Skinned At The Noose
02:20
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Skin
Calls me
Now
I
Wear your entrails
Skin mask
Warm on my face
Warm face
That isn’t my own
Blood trickling
Seeping in my mouth
Bleeding
Ayo what the fuck
Expectorating Sputum
Glasgow slamming death metal
I will rip your face off
Bleed
Hear your scream loud
Scream for mercy
Watch me
As I put your face on
Warm
Pretty face
Bloodlust
Bleed out and collapse
Body left for dead
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4. |
Divine Human Consumption
03:15
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Hunt my prey
Late at night
Fresh human flesh
Right in my sights
Sweet and sickly
Makes me feel tickly
Blade in hand
Up to your throat
As I slice you
Cry your last note
Heart still beating
Throat still bleeding
Life deceiving
Feel you tremble
Dragging bodybag
Through the dirt
Pitch black forest
Night my cover
Muffled sobs from below
Keep them fresh
For that sweetness I love
Shivering warm meat
In the kitchen
Prepare my tools
To extract
Only
The finest pieces
Warm, quivering flesh
Devoured raw
Most succulent indeed
Now for the main course
Seared, basted chest cuts
Served with a side
Of pureblood
Culinary divinity
Crown me lord of
Human dining
Culinary
Divinity
Give unto me
My godly name
Culinary divinity
Crown me lord of
Human dining
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Fucking cunts
Dare steal my beans
I’m coming for you
Nowhere to run
Hunt you down
Follow the scent
Of beans
I got you now, bitch
Tie you down
You’ll scream
This’ll teach you
To touch my beans
Tie a rag
Over your head
I open a tin of Branston
The plague of existence
Time to pour it over your face
You nonce
As you suffocate
Barely breathing
I lift up the tin, fist clenched
Smash it in your fucking face
Don’t touch my fucking beans
Don’t touch my beans
Don’t touch my beans
Don’t touch my beans
Don’t touch my fucking beans
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Tonight this cunt will pay
My dick will beat her face
Her life and her cunt are mine
This slut shall now see
All night on this bitch I release my piece
Yes. Yes. I am the man
And I will kill when I can
You can try to run
Burt your done
Run
Gun to your head
One more sound and your dead
Kick in your teeth
With my cock piece
Sweet labial meat
Her inside out twat
Tastes great to eat
Dripping and slipping and oozing and flowing with spit
This vile slit
Will ghost ride my prick
Blood pours from her tender throat
I left her bound to a tree
Nude. Mangled. Butchered and Blasted
Now these skanks know not to fuck with me
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