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Digestive Ceremony
I'd love to run your fingers through my heart. Feel the ruin. Smell the caustic stench. Sweep me in the corner and forget I'll stay there until the sun has set:one.
Why Are We Still In Ireland?
Our settlers calling our kingdom great. Our banners raised on high. Baptized with the tide of history. That won't lie down and die. Words from our own good book to help us get by.
Destiny Of The Slug
Manipulate the slime. and assume supreme control of the mind. The smallest particles of existence. can become the fallen curtains for us all. The show is over for the slug.
Whilst Stocks Last
It's the old stock car thing. Crash! smash! crash! ring!. Round the track and round again. Crash! smash! crash! ring!. Revving, coughing, stutt-stutt-stuttering.
Where Did The Chinaman Go?
Where did the chinaman go?. Where did the chinaman go?. Bowled out of favor when the paceman move in. As pitches got faster with no turn or spin. "Bowl faster, bowl at him, bowl bodyline.
Cremationism
Use my body to spark the fire that will burn all humanity into less than black ash. This is the narrator's last wish. Another bleeding poet with shattered fingers and a tendency to go blind upon request.
When I'm Bad
They try in vain our minds to chain. . Im up in the stars. Looking down at the gutter. When Im good, Im very good. But when Im bad, Im better!. . Oh barman, fill this glass again.
Remember
I've come to warn you all. A dark and deadly force. Is now beyond control. We don't have one second to lose. It's looking like. The end is coming soon.
Carnivores
*sample* "I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna bash your brains in, I'm gonna bash em right the fuck in". . (Necro). I'm living a mondo life packing a tonto knife it's sharp like an anaconda's bite, you get stomped in a fight. I love mentioning weapons, enter the ring steppin on your skull leave ya demented, things from reppin. Satanic like a cleric, leaving your mama hysteric, shanking your face with a kitchen knife till ya look like John Merrick, I'm full of gore, brutal like a pitbull's jaw, belligerent like demons that pull you to the floor. It's raw hype, back from the dead, crackin your head open with a pipe, gettin hype, back-up what you said. I'm like a skeleton covered with rotted skin, I got a grin, shanking you till I murder you coz I gotta win. Packing a metal barrel under my ghetto apparel, pull out and blast you fast that's how I settle battles. I would've loved to stick up Jesus, "Give up the bible, chopping your clique up into peices.".
Redemption
In this cold dark city. Nothing for sure. Ain't nothing for free. The situation's a pity. Everything failing. Just existing. Ventured into places. Where you should not tread.
When Fine Society Sits Down To Dine
With her friends on a road less travelled, on a journey of do's and dares. Looking back on a fear of leaving and forgetting how it felt to be scared. There are those paying fancy prices to pretend they have fancy lives.
Corsage Of Fresh Meat And Rotted Pride
Climb the fibrous ladder dear friend. Watch your head. Watch your step. Chained meat-hook your new ally and playmate. Hang yourself from the virginal I-beam above.
Corpses Of Refinement
Through birth we sign the proclamation of the doomed. We climb the corpses of refinement each day in attempt to bring us one step closer to our goal of absolute evolution.
Out Of Reach
In the darkness that feeds your mind. In your cavernous seething eyes. You lost some things you never could replace. Tell me why. I see the forces that drive you.
We Want Beans Not Goals
Remember mexico '86?. "dirty" diego, the saint and greaves. All covering up the cracks of an economic crisis. What the cameras don't show the viewers won't notice.
Clawhammers And Cameltoes
You've burned your bridges and crushed all life within the world that dwells under them. Kissed a prince and created a troll. Blood will mop up but last words and warning signs last forever.
Out Of Nowhere
Take a walk along. The highway to your mind. Take a chance. On all the things. You never thought youd find. Take advantage of your universe. Erase the damage.
We Support All Forms Of Resistance Against This Racist System (part Ii)
Don't respect your choice of opinion. If your choice is a racist system. 'Freedom of speech'--it's a worthless cause. As long as freedom is defined by laws.
Ch / Or
With the absence of order existence is impossible. With the absence of chaos evolution is only a hallucination. Submit to the whims of your subconscious.
We Don't Go To God's House Anymore
Driving on the bypass to Damascus. I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride. With a pair of broken wings. And a suitcase full of sins. He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside.
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