Favorite Lyrics.
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Favorite Lyrics.
What are your favorite song lyrics? Here are two of mine.
BAD RELIGION LYRICS
"Do What You Want"
Hey do what you want, but don't do it around me.
Idleness and dissipation breed apathy.
I sit on my ass all goddamn day,
A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to
Say what you must, do all you can,
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to Hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!
Hey I don't know if the billions will survive,
But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5.
My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core.
I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door.
So do what you must, do all you can,
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to Hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!
PENNYWISE LYRICS
"Perfect People"
All the perfect people- Shallow and deceitful
Staring back at me on TV in magazines
Look so good like a box of fresh wrapped twinkies
What the hell happened to me?
So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country
Saw everything I wanted and everything I need
Went right up and tried to join their party
You oughta seen the look when they saw me
Fucked up eyes- Stupid grin
Perfect people won't let me in
Who's who list- Where's my name
They won't let me join their game
I bet you think that I'm insane
There's no one left for me to blame
Screw the perfect people
Fuck they all look the same
We're not much to look at
Too short, dumb and so fat
Never gonna win a beauty pageant it's a curse
Always gonna be a better doorman
At the best clubs
How could thing's be any worse?
Don't have much to go on don't want your opinion
Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose
Looks like you got it all and I'd really like to
Get some
You got something I could use
BAD RELIGION LYRICS
"Do What You Want"
Hey do what you want, but don't do it around me.
Idleness and dissipation breed apathy.
I sit on my ass all goddamn day,
A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to
Say what you must, do all you can,
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to Hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!
Hey I don't know if the billions will survive,
But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5.
My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core.
I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door.
So do what you must, do all you can,
Break all the fucking rules and
Go to Hell with Superman and
Die like a champion, yeah hey!
PENNYWISE LYRICS
"Perfect People"
All the perfect people- Shallow and deceitful
Staring back at me on TV in magazines
Look so good like a box of fresh wrapped twinkies
What the hell happened to me?
So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country
Saw everything I wanted and everything I need
Went right up and tried to join their party
You oughta seen the look when they saw me
Fucked up eyes- Stupid grin
Perfect people won't let me in
Who's who list- Where's my name
They won't let me join their game
I bet you think that I'm insane
There's no one left for me to blame
Screw the perfect people
Fuck they all look the same
We're not much to look at
Too short, dumb and so fat
Never gonna win a beauty pageant it's a curse
Always gonna be a better doorman
At the best clubs
How could thing's be any worse?
Don't have much to go on don't want your opinion
Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose
Looks like you got it all and I'd really like to
Get some
You got something I could use
"You are now either a clueless inbred brownshirt Teabagger, or a babykilling hippie Marxist on welfare."-Songsmith
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THOUSAND FOOT KRUTCH LYRICS
"The Art Of Breaking"
Every time I call you on the phone
I listen to it ring but no one's home
I can't explain the energy that
You give me when I'm left here alone
And every time I pass you on the street
You won't even turn and look at me
I never would of thought that things could
Go this far but please believe me
I'll pick you up, won't let you fall
I'll build your trust and it won't hurt at all,
Your only drug will let you down,
I'm through now, so take me and blow me away
[Chorus]
When I feel numb I'll let you know,
I won't become what I was before,
You cannot kill what's not your creation,
This is the Art of Breaking
I think I might just lose my mind
If I have to watch this one more time
I can't explain how many times i've
Stayed for you when you were on my mind
No one ever said that it was easy
So come out of the cold and stop your bleeding
I never would of thought that things could
Go this far, but please believe me
Are you gonna run away, and leave me here alone?
Are you gonna run away, and leave me here?
"The Art Of Breaking"
Every time I call you on the phone
I listen to it ring but no one's home
I can't explain the energy that
You give me when I'm left here alone
And every time I pass you on the street
You won't even turn and look at me
I never would of thought that things could
Go this far but please believe me
I'll pick you up, won't let you fall
I'll build your trust and it won't hurt at all,
Your only drug will let you down,
I'm through now, so take me and blow me away
[Chorus]
When I feel numb I'll let you know,
I won't become what I was before,
You cannot kill what's not your creation,
This is the Art of Breaking
I think I might just lose my mind
If I have to watch this one more time
I can't explain how many times i've
Stayed for you when you were on my mind
No one ever said that it was easy
So come out of the cold and stop your bleeding
I never would of thought that things could
Go this far, but please believe me
Are you gonna run away, and leave me here alone?
Are you gonna run away, and leave me here?
Music Rocks!
This song helped me through a rough time in my youth and it still means a lot to me.
Triumph - Hold On
Music hold the secret,
To know it can make you whole
It's not just a game of notes,
It's the sound inside your soul
The magic of the melody
Runs through you like a stream
The notes the play flow through your head
Like a dream
Like a dream
Like a dream
I sing this song for the common man
For the people in despair
I bring my song into the world
And I sing it everywhere
The simple truth lies waiting here
For everyone to share
So hold on, and I will take you there
Hold on and I will take you there
The daily routine takes your soul,
Lost without a trace
It hold you down and turns you 'round
And puts you in your place
Another day, another dollar
Another pretty face
Another chance to lose yourself
In the endless race
CHORUS
Hold on, hold on to your dreams
Hold on, even though it seems
Everyone around you has their little schemes
Listen to your heart and hold on to your dreams
Can't you feel the magic
Feel it everywhere
Can't you hear the music
There's something in the air
There's a celebration
Deep within a song
Celebrate this feeling,
You know it can't be wrong
CHORUS
Triumph - Hold On
Music hold the secret,
To know it can make you whole
It's not just a game of notes,
It's the sound inside your soul
The magic of the melody
Runs through you like a stream
The notes the play flow through your head
Like a dream
Like a dream
Like a dream
I sing this song for the common man
For the people in despair
I bring my song into the world
And I sing it everywhere
The simple truth lies waiting here
For everyone to share
So hold on, and I will take you there
Hold on and I will take you there
The daily routine takes your soul,
Lost without a trace
It hold you down and turns you 'round
And puts you in your place
Another day, another dollar
Another pretty face
Another chance to lose yourself
In the endless race
CHORUS
Hold on, hold on to your dreams
Hold on, even though it seems
Everyone around you has their little schemes
Listen to your heart and hold on to your dreams
Can't you feel the magic
Feel it everywhere
Can't you hear the music
There's something in the air
There's a celebration
Deep within a song
Celebrate this feeling,
You know it can't be wrong
CHORUS
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Unsuccessfully Coping With The Natural Beauty Of Infidelity
lyrics by: Peter Steele
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable
You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand
You
You make me hate myself
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)
I know
(He knows)
"White Slavery"
lyrics by: Peter Steele
I make a call
So far to fall
Restless craving
Inundating
The summer snow
But it's not cold
Once it's tested
Thus infected
I've lost myself again
I've lost myself again
It's a nightmare
But it's clear
It will end
But when?
The break of day
I rot away
With every breath
I pray for death
(Death)
I've lost myself again
I've lost myself again
It's a nightmare
But it's clear
It will end
But when?
Let me say pepsi generation
A few lines of misinformation
Watch your money flow away oh so quick
To kill yourself properly coke is it
lyrics by: Peter Steele
Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules
Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable
You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free
Slut
Whore
Cunt
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice
So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand
You
You make me hate myself
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)
I know
(He knows)
"White Slavery"
lyrics by: Peter Steele
I make a call
So far to fall
Restless craving
Inundating
The summer snow
But it's not cold
Once it's tested
Thus infected
I've lost myself again
I've lost myself again
It's a nightmare
But it's clear
It will end
But when?
The break of day
I rot away
With every breath
I pray for death
(Death)
I've lost myself again
I've lost myself again
It's a nightmare
But it's clear
It will end
But when?
Let me say pepsi generation
A few lines of misinformation
Watch your money flow away oh so quick
To kill yourself properly coke is it
- ToonaRockGuy
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My favorites depend on my situation. But, with what I've been going through right now, looking for a job and getting turned down and denied over and over again, this became my creedo, especially when I get a job and put it in people's faces who didn't hire me...
Saliva - "Survival Of The Sickest"
I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's dress,
I'm the smile on every criminal you'll ever acquit.
I'm the things you've done you'll never admit.
'Cause one hand is on the bible and the other's in shit.
Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud,
the one you counted out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt,
is that you I hear screaming my name.
I'm a roller, I'm a rider,
a number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver,
and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm the one you thought that you could erase,
but a predator that's faster than the food that he chased.
When you fall off the horse you brought to the race,
I'll be the one who's flying by you kickin' shit in your face.
Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud,
the one you counted out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt,
is that you I hear screaming my name.
I'm a roller, I'm a rider,
a number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver,
and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ease down, and wrap your legs around me babe.
Move over baby, get on your knees. I'm gonna drive this little red love machine.
Saliva - "Survival Of The Sickest"
I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's dress,
I'm the smile on every criminal you'll ever acquit.
I'm the things you've done you'll never admit.
'Cause one hand is on the bible and the other's in shit.
Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud,
the one you counted out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt,
is that you I hear screaming my name.
I'm a roller, I'm a rider,
a number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver,
and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm the one you thought that you could erase,
but a predator that's faster than the food that he chased.
When you fall off the horse you brought to the race,
I'll be the one who's flying by you kickin' shit in your face.
Right now, your face is in the crowd, I'm shouting out loud,
the one you counted out of the game.
Oh wow, take a good look at me now, should have never had a doubt,
is that you I hear screaming my name.
I'm a roller, I'm a rider,
a number one motherfuckin' survivor.
So move over, I'm the driver,
and I'm high and I'm gonna keep getting higher,
yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ease down, and wrap your legs around me babe.
Move over baby, get on your knees. I'm gonna drive this little red love machine.
Dood...
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My all time ever favorite song/lyrics
Starry Eyes ~ Motley Crue
When she laughs
She's got the power of a child in her eyes
And when you cry now
She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held
I can't get into words how I feel
Get it right in this song now
I had to set her free
Needed a friend
Come back to me
Oh starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]
Standing alone in the light
You could see her cry
With a smile and a wink
And a sparkle in her eyes
She calmly sighed, I will be all right
Okay child you've had to take the pain
Of a man in the streets
You gotta let me in
Needed a friend
Even just for one night
Oh, starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh, starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]

Starry Eyes ~ Motley Crue
When she laughs
She's got the power of a child in her eyes
And when you cry now
She'll hold you like a man's supposed to be held
I can't get into words how I feel
Get it right in this song now
I had to set her free
Needed a friend
Come back to me
Oh starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]
Standing alone in the light
You could see her cry
With a smile and a wink
And a sparkle in her eyes
She calmly sighed, I will be all right
Okay child you've had to take the pain
Of a man in the streets
You gotta let me in
Needed a friend
Even just for one night
Oh, starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]
Oh no, oh no, oh no
Oh, starry eyes
Oh, oh [repeat]
- metalchurch
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favorite lyrics
Ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill the day
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you've missed the starting gun
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath, and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
Time has gone the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill the day
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you've missed the starting gun
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath, and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
Time has gone the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
"...I know they're only words, that everybody uses
But to me they're flowers that grew out of scars and bruises..." - Skip Ewing, I Could Not Send You Me
"...The silence of a shooting star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry..." - Hank Williams
"... Well, I'm walkin' hunched, I get drunk a bunch
Won't you sucker up and take a punch
My good gal ain't no good to me..." - Old Crow Medicine Show
Favorites right now. That list changes daily.
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But to me they're flowers that grew out of scars and bruises..." - Skip Ewing, I Could Not Send You Me
"...The silence of a shooting star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry..." - Hank Williams
"... Well, I'm walkin' hunched, I get drunk a bunch
Won't you sucker up and take a punch
My good gal ain't no good to me..." - Old Crow Medicine Show
Favorites right now. That list changes daily.
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"For the Love of Fiction" - REMEMBERING NEVER
The lies are hard to spread thin
But it's so easy to control
Weakness is your savior,
But there's nothing left to save
This is family tradition pass on in fear
Unconditional love for a fuckin' stranger?
Nails driven in me, for I have sinned
Your ambition bleeds on a cross
Security bleeds on a cross
Your hope bleeds on a cross
Your life bleeds on a cross
I'd kill for nothing, you'll die for anything
Easier said than done, so easy to take the fall
A scapegoat for all your insecurities
Excuse me; a hero; a man made god;
For all your insecurities
Walk that sunday tightrope
When the safety net fails who will you follow?
Another sheep has fallen, bleed
your choices made, with security in mind
A scapegoat for all your insecurities
Excuse me; a hero; a man made god;
For all your insecurities
And when the last savior is destroyed
I'll dust myself off and just walk away
As you've taught me, as you've tought us all
A prayer for the dying, a prayer for you
The hopeless
The lies are hard to spread thin
But it's so easy to control
Weakness is your savior,
But there's nothing left to save
This is family tradition pass on in fear
Unconditional love for a fuckin' stranger?
Nails driven in me, for I have sinned
Your ambition bleeds on a cross
Security bleeds on a cross
Your hope bleeds on a cross
Your life bleeds on a cross
I'd kill for nothing, you'll die for anything
Easier said than done, so easy to take the fall
A scapegoat for all your insecurities
Excuse me; a hero; a man made god;
For all your insecurities
Walk that sunday tightrope
When the safety net fails who will you follow?
Another sheep has fallen, bleed
your choices made, with security in mind
A scapegoat for all your insecurities
Excuse me; a hero; a man made god;
For all your insecurities
And when the last savior is destroyed
I'll dust myself off and just walk away
As you've taught me, as you've tought us all
A prayer for the dying, a prayer for you
The hopeless
- Killjingle
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Simple yet effective:
Las leyes narcos
Hay que obedezer
El brujo da consejos
Oygame pendejos
Con gueros - si
Con negros - no
Marihuana - si
El polvo - no
Lleno la troca
Cien kilos de la blanca
Hay que pintarlas
Con sangre de perro
Cortado - si
Barata - no
Mordidas - si
La migra - no
Narcos - si
La chota - no
Brujeria RULES
Las leyes narcos
Hay que obedezer
El brujo da consejos
Oygame pendejos
Con gueros - si
Con negros - no
Marihuana - si
El polvo - no
Lleno la troca
Cien kilos de la blanca
Hay que pintarlas
Con sangre de perro
Cortado - si
Barata - no
Mordidas - si
La migra - no
Narcos - si
La chota - no
Brujeria RULES
Everyone wants to go to heaven but noone wants to die
- Baceman Spiff
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- Location: Texas Republic
SABBATH
"Looking For Today"
It's complete but obsolete
All tomorrow's become yesterday
In demand but second hand
It's been heard before you even play
Up to date but came too late
Better get yourself another name
You're so right but overnight
You're the one who has to take the blame
Everyone just gets on top of you
The pain begins to eat your pride
You can't believe in anything you knew
When was the last time that you cried
Don't delay you're in today
But tomorrow is another dream
Sunday's star is Monday's scar
Out of date before you're even seen
At the top so quick to flop
You're so new but rotting in decay
Like butterfly so quick to die
But you're only looking for today
Everyone just gets on top of you
The pain begins to eat your pride
You can't believe in anything you knew
When was the last time that you cried
Looking for today
Glamour trip so soon to slip
Easy come but oh how quick it goes
Ten foot tall but what to fall
Hard to open yet so easy to close
Front page news but so abused
You just want to hide yourself away
Over-paid, but soon you fade
Because you're only looking for today
Looking for today
HELMET
"Renovation"
When it's time to leave this place
I'll follow what comes easy
Elude the human race
Discover what still feeds me
And if my interest is waning
I can't fake it
Your captive audience
Escaped for "soul renovation"
I know I might be wrong
But I'm sick of pretending
I've listened to you too long
And nothing's ever mended
You can stretch the truth
And patience wears you so thin
It's just as easy to see through
Your high self opinion
I know I might be wrong
But I'm sick of pretending
I've listened to you too long
And nothing's ever mended
FedUP
"jihad"
Head out boys toward the sun
Kill the son of another man
Lets go boys spill the blood
let it bake into the sand
Justice now an eye for an eye
In the path of GOD
Justice now untill we die
In the mystical JIHAD
"Looking For Today"
It's complete but obsolete
All tomorrow's become yesterday
In demand but second hand
It's been heard before you even play
Up to date but came too late
Better get yourself another name
You're so right but overnight
You're the one who has to take the blame
Everyone just gets on top of you
The pain begins to eat your pride
You can't believe in anything you knew
When was the last time that you cried
Don't delay you're in today
But tomorrow is another dream
Sunday's star is Monday's scar
Out of date before you're even seen
At the top so quick to flop
You're so new but rotting in decay
Like butterfly so quick to die
But you're only looking for today
Everyone just gets on top of you
The pain begins to eat your pride
You can't believe in anything you knew
When was the last time that you cried
Looking for today
Glamour trip so soon to slip
Easy come but oh how quick it goes
Ten foot tall but what to fall
Hard to open yet so easy to close
Front page news but so abused
You just want to hide yourself away
Over-paid, but soon you fade
Because you're only looking for today
Looking for today
HELMET
"Renovation"
When it's time to leave this place
I'll follow what comes easy
Elude the human race
Discover what still feeds me
And if my interest is waning
I can't fake it
Your captive audience
Escaped for "soul renovation"
I know I might be wrong
But I'm sick of pretending
I've listened to you too long
And nothing's ever mended
You can stretch the truth
And patience wears you so thin
It's just as easy to see through
Your high self opinion
I know I might be wrong
But I'm sick of pretending
I've listened to you too long
And nothing's ever mended
FedUP
"jihad"
Head out boys toward the sun
Kill the son of another man
Lets go boys spill the blood
let it bake into the sand
Justice now an eye for an eye
In the path of GOD
Justice now untill we die
In the mystical JIHAD
Some days you're the windshield, some days you're the bug.
- Punkinhead
- Diamond Member
- Posts: 1431
- Joined: Thursday Jun 19, 2003
- Location: The ninth circle of Hell
Lord Abortion - Cradle of Filth
"Care for a little necrophilia, hm?"
I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and Mother
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on my come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue
Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through
Aah! Nostalgia grows
Now times nine or ten
Within this vice den called a soul
Dying from resurrection
I dig deep to come again
The spasm of orgasm on a roll...
I live the slow serrated rape
The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate
Victims force fed their own face
Tear stains upon the drape
I should compare them
To a warm Summer's day
But to the letter, it is better
To lichen their names to a grave
Counting My years on an abacus strung
With labial rings and heartstrings undone
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on My come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
Horrorscopes My diorama
A twelve part psychodrama
Another chained I mean to harm Her
Inside as well as out
A perverts gasp inside the mask
I'm hard, blow My house of cards
All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts
In brute vermilion parts...
Now I slither through the hairline cracks
In sanity, best watch your back
Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide
Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack
My ambition is to slay anon
A sinner in the hands of a dirty God
Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais
Of light where faith leads truth astray
I slit guts and free the moistest faeces
Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within
"My heart was a war-drum beat
By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
When number thirteen fell in My lap
Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Man-trap
My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled
At the blurred edges or reason 'till I was fulfilled
Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into
A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades
She went out like the light in My mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine...
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch
I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously
But when has ONE been able TO best separate the THREE?
I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do
Ahh, ahh, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through...
You fucking whore."
The suspect shadows where they least
Expect My burning grasp to reach
The stranglehold, the opened arms
Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred
Rainbows that My razors wrung
Midst Her screams and seams undone
Sung at the top of punctured lungs
I bite My spiteful tongue
Lest curses spat from primal lairs
Freeze romance where Angels, bare
Are lost to love, blood-loss, despair
I weep, they merely stare...
And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.
"Care for a little necrophilia, hm?"
I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and Mother
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on my come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue
Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through
Aah! Nostalgia grows
Now times nine or ten
Within this vice den called a soul
Dying from resurrection
I dig deep to come again
The spasm of orgasm on a roll...
I live the slow serrated rape
The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate
Victims force fed their own face
Tear stains upon the drape
I should compare them
To a warm Summer's day
But to the letter, it is better
To lichen their names to a grave
Counting My years on an abacus strung
With labial rings and heartstrings undone
Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on My come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath
Horrorscopes My diorama
A twelve part psychodrama
Another chained I mean to harm Her
Inside as well as out
A perverts gasp inside the mask
I'm hard, blow My house of cards
All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts
In brute vermilion parts...
Now I slither through the hairline cracks
In sanity, best watch your back
Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide
Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack
My ambition is to slay anon
A sinner in the hands of a dirty God
Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais
Of light where faith leads truth astray
I slit guts and free the moistest faeces
Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within
"My heart was a war-drum beat
By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
When number thirteen fell in My lap
Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Man-trap
My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled
At the blurred edges or reason 'till I was fulfilled
Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into
A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades
She went out like the light in My mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine...
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch
I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously
But when has ONE been able TO best separate the THREE?
I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do
Ahh, ahh, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through...
You fucking whore."
The suspect shadows where they least
Expect My burning grasp to reach
The stranglehold, the opened arms
Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred
Rainbows that My razors wrung
Midst Her screams and seams undone
Sung at the top of punctured lungs
I bite My spiteful tongue
Lest curses spat from primal lairs
Freeze romance where Angels, bare
Are lost to love, blood-loss, despair
I weep, they merely stare...
And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.
If youth knew; if age could.
- sixstringdrop
- Gold Member
- Posts: 118
- Joined: Monday May 22, 2006
- Location: TYRONE,
SUFFOKATE-YOU CAN FIND THESE GUYS ON MYSPACE
SONG NAME -The Skies Were Filled With Fire
end your life-embraced by the flames
when will the bloodshed ever end
millions will die as this plauge unfolds
you'll be marched face to face-the battle has began
a war of angels searching for souls- that they will never own
blood will flow threw the streets-theres fires all around
this will be the end
millons will be crused by your ways-your greed your jealous
the heavens fade away
in the time where all gods die-as you pray for truth inside of are embrace
this will be over soon
the screams of misery-a thousand condemed souls
cut my throat and walk away
i bring this plauge forth-as a warning sign for you
we will watch the heavens fucking burn
will watch it burn-as darkness nears
all hope is lost
embraced with broken arms that will never catch you
we all know that this will be the end
embraced with broken arms that will never catch you
we all know that this will be the end
this will be extinction
from white to red i will paint your heavens
from white to red i will paint your land
the skies were filled with fire- all hope had been lost
all hope is lost
SONG NAME -The Skies Were Filled With Fire
end your life-embraced by the flames
when will the bloodshed ever end
millions will die as this plauge unfolds
you'll be marched face to face-the battle has began
a war of angels searching for souls- that they will never own
blood will flow threw the streets-theres fires all around
this will be the end
millons will be crused by your ways-your greed your jealous
the heavens fade away
in the time where all gods die-as you pray for truth inside of are embrace
this will be over soon
the screams of misery-a thousand condemed souls
cut my throat and walk away
i bring this plauge forth-as a warning sign for you
we will watch the heavens fucking burn
will watch it burn-as darkness nears
all hope is lost
embraced with broken arms that will never catch you
we all know that this will be the end
embraced with broken arms that will never catch you
we all know that this will be the end
this will be extinction
from white to red i will paint your heavens
from white to red i will paint your land
the skies were filled with fire- all hope had been lost
all hope is lost
Never give up!!!never fail!!





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- Charltor
- Platinum Member
- Posts: 882
- Joined: Friday Jan 23, 2004
- Location: A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
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Mentors
» S.f.c.c.
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby you know what I mean
You gotta do it every day
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
sl*t you know what I mean
It's your daily routine
First you suck
Then you f**k
Then you cook
And last you clean
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby do you know what I mean?
I'm the king of the castle
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby you know what I mean
Don't give me a hassle
First you suck
Then you f**k
Then you cook
And last you clean
Suck and f**k
Cook and clean
Come on sl*t
You know what the hell I mean
If you want to please your master
You got to do it faster
If you want to be my wife
You got to do it all the rest of your life
First you suck,sl*t
Then you f**k,yeah you dumb airhead
Then you cook,eat lots of food
Then you clean my pad
Wash my socks,scrub my ass
Draw me a bath b*tch
Then you cook me a feast
Yeah
Then you clean,scrub my pad throughly
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
sl*t,you know it's your future
If you know what I mean
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
It's your daily routine
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mentors
» Rock'em Sock'em
I went out drinkin',drinkin' with the boys
I had to do it to get all my joys
I got drunk,so high on some booze
Comin home baby,to give you a bruise
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk
And kick your big,fat ass
Seein' other guys
With the makeup all over your eyes
I had to learn her the law of the land
I showed her the power of my back hand
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk little woman
And kick your big,sl*tty ass
And I'm gonna beat you
And whip you with my belts
On your face I'm gonna leave some bruises
On your ass I'll leave some welts
No no,I don't want to miss her
Gonna pop her in the kisser
No no,I don't want to hear you nag
Gonna use your face for a punching bag
Beat you and beat you and beat you and beat you
I'm gonna punch you where you kiss
And I'm gonna beat you baby
If you love me,drink my p*ss
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk and kick your big,fat ass
Pig beating pig beating pig beating
That's how I get my kicks
Take that sl*t
Oh oh,this time I don't want to miss her
Gonna punch her in the kisser
Oh oh,don't want to listen to you nag
Gonna use your face for a punching bag
RIP EL DUCE- the master lyricist
» S.f.c.c.
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby you know what I mean
You gotta do it every day
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
sl*t you know what I mean
It's your daily routine
First you suck
Then you f**k
Then you cook
And last you clean
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby do you know what I mean?
I'm the king of the castle
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
Baby you know what I mean
Don't give me a hassle
First you suck
Then you f**k
Then you cook
And last you clean
Suck and f**k
Cook and clean
Come on sl*t
You know what the hell I mean
If you want to please your master
You got to do it faster
If you want to be my wife
You got to do it all the rest of your life
First you suck,sl*t
Then you f**k,yeah you dumb airhead
Then you cook,eat lots of food
Then you clean my pad
Wash my socks,scrub my ass
Draw me a bath b*tch
Then you cook me a feast
Yeah
Then you clean,scrub my pad throughly
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
sl*t,you know it's your future
If you know what I mean
Suck and f**k and cook and clean
It's your daily routine
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mentors
» Rock'em Sock'em
I went out drinkin',drinkin' with the boys
I had to do it to get all my joys
I got drunk,so high on some booze
Comin home baby,to give you a bruise
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk
And kick your big,fat ass
Seein' other guys
With the makeup all over your eyes
I had to learn her the law of the land
I showed her the power of my back hand
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk little woman
And kick your big,sl*tty ass
And I'm gonna beat you
And whip you with my belts
On your face I'm gonna leave some bruises
On your ass I'll leave some welts
No no,I don't want to miss her
Gonna pop her in the kisser
No no,I don't want to hear you nag
Gonna use your face for a punching bag
Beat you and beat you and beat you and beat you
I'm gonna punch you where you kiss
And I'm gonna beat you baby
If you love me,drink my p*ss
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,gonna kick your ass
Rock 'em,Sock 'em,it's a gas
Gonna come home drunk and kick your big,fat ass
Pig beating pig beating pig beating
That's how I get my kicks
Take that sl*t
Oh oh,this time I don't want to miss her
Gonna punch her in the kisser
Oh oh,don't want to listen to you nag
Gonna use your face for a punching bag
RIP EL DUCE- the master lyricist
