The pillory infernal toy. What a shame and a joy. chorus: Nothing can beat this infernal joy. When i am playing with satan's toy. Nothing can beat this feeling of shame.
I have sworn the oath of the goat. I have bled for my oath. I have been in the kingdom unknown. I have sworn the oath of the goat. The everlasting oath, (I) never shan't betray.
Oh woe to the lamb of god. These are your last days. Feel the burning hatred, feel the pain. . Your destruction is imminent. Resistance is futile, you die.
I fuck your girlfriends yet you worship me. I am a ruthless bastard, a total s.o.b.. I have broken up lots of families. It doesn't matter, I have no conscience.
Master Belial, I summon thee from north. Bestow your power upon me. Fulfil my desires, make me invisible. So that my enemies cannot see. Lord Lucifer, plague this world with fire.
Spirits gathering around my dead coil. Infernal baptism, hungry for blood. Drinking the wine of the tormented souls. Howling for moon, sex with goats.
They are breeding like rats. Those disease ridden cockroaches. Two thousand years of parasites. This means total war, we will fight till death!. . Behold! For this is the end.
Jesus Christ, who is he?. Why do you believe such a shit?. Jesus Christ, who is he?. Why do you believe such a shit?. . Aren't they the morbid tales?.
Trapped like an ape that's what you are. In this shit hole which I will burn down. My lust for revenge is stronger than hate. To see you suffer goes beyond my dreams.
Stench of death, the worm eaten flesh. The wicked fires burn, I'm the last survivor left. Trapped in this cage, locked up with the rats. The vermin and filth, how long can it last?.
His nose is drippy, his hair is nappy.. His teeth are yellow, his skin is scappy. His ass is so smelly it'll clear out any moshing pit. His tongue is nasty, his dick is green..
11:59 and it's all going well, the next second could be our last. This is the moment we've all waited for, to see if the world's gonna' pass. The seer and the psychic, the prophets of doom, are saying the world is at end.
She worked so hard for Hollywood. Papers signed at immigration. Left her country and home for good. Last destination. . *Tonight I will fly. This night I will fly.
[music - Leon del Muerte]. [lyrics - Sean McGrath]. . Impacted tissue is riddled with clots. Morbidly studying your gross anatomy. Perinium is sullied with moldering pus.
It doesn't really matter to the kid any more. No it doesn't really matter at all. It doesn't really matter to the kid any more. No it doesn't, doesn't, doesn't.
[music - Andrew LaBarre]. [lyrics - Ross Sewage]. . A liturgist in the realm of filth and gore. Augean bard of sculapian deviance. Fables I've made, sick stories I've parlayed.
every morning on the evening news. I hear the same ol' story someone singing the blues. disaster striking out and you're not ready. California quakes and the Midwest floods.
in the streets of San Francisco up in Washington, D.C.. there's a movement that's crossing all the lines. while we speed into the future,. the deceiver plants the seeds.
In the silence of the night, can you hear the cries?. Can you feel suffering?. . In the eyes of young America, the tears begin to fall. The streets are filled with predators and broken hearts.