music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte. lyrics - Sean McGrath. . Anal fissures burst with bacterial cess. As the blood spews from your loins. Your crotch leaking pus from the myriad cuts.
Two ripe for solar, tender rust. Too unfortunate to wake up. Not a problem, don't blame us. In the warm of daylight's cunt. In the black hole of cream and sunbeds.
We're gonna die when the sun comes up. We'll drink until we drop. . My blood is 100 proof. . We're gonna stumble, twist and crawl. 99 bottles of beer on the world.
[music - Leon del Muerte and Sean McGrath]. [lyrics - Sean McGrath]. . [solo: "De-Incarnated Mass of Fungal Strains " by S.C. McGrath]. . Pulling the morbid stiffs.
The return of nuclear god. Alien militant. Doomsday machinery. Cybergoat war. Alien jesus will fuck your face. Your soul. Hell on earth. Alien jesus force.
[music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte]. [lyrics - Sean McGrath]. . Desiccated flesh I peruse. Your vacuous form is devoid of all life. Poetry in motions.
[music - Leon del Muerte]. [lyrics - Ross Sewage, Sean McGrath, and Leon del Muerte]. . Mastication starts the process. Transforms the food into bolus.
A chair in the corner. One leg broken. And a whisper in the hall. There's frustration. Another walk around the room. A loss of direction. Before the start.
Silently we have been observing you. Watching closely your every move. Taking notes of your sickening motives. Gaining information of your forces. Preparing our men for the impending fight.
[music - Sean McGrath]. [lyrics - Ross Sewage]. . The surface teeming with the most noxious infestation of all. Through touring endeavours we will ensure humanity's fall.
In light of my present mess. In light of my mental weather's turn. In light of all the crash and burn. I'll open my mind as wide as ever. . The line behind the lesson.
Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has gone wrong. Engaging conscious thought, though we are dead gone. A new beginning to the physiological. But as we decompose, the pain is unbearable.
First degree, one simple step, just burn your skin with a cigarette. For the second degree, take a knife, slowly slice and let it bleed. And for the third degree, drink your urine, let the sour taste fill your.
Can't think a straight line beyond the hill. It seems like a mountain. Next to an ocean, behind a thrill. Almost in my reach. . If there's a way I could.
Faster than speed of light. We rise from the grave. To steal your souls. To exterminate. We are satan's soldiers. Invisible force. We will spread the plague.
Feel heavy. Once felt it hard. . Question an answer. For a thousand days. Give birth to the earth. Then let it drift away. . Open and flow. Just swinging forever.
[music - Andrew LaBarre]. [lyrics - Sean McGrath]. . Icy liquid fills your lungs. A gushing salt water sluice. Flushing out your bronchia with vitriol.