I work for the streetcleaner. When the work day is done. I bring home some organs. For some late night necrophiliac fun.... I clean up the toll of the highway mishap.
My world view shattered when prophecies failed. I loathe this world, it makes me sick. I am tired of eating/vomiting out the lies. Confused, beaten, crippled by this life.
I was a young boy when I heard the music call. staring at the concert stage my spirit craved it all. blinded by the spotlight, seduction rules the game.
I see you standing in your garden full of stone. wrapped around your heart so you will never be alone. can't you see I want to give you all you need. don't you know by now.
Reaping the holy from their misery...forever. Harvest of hell believers weep. Total destruction of whore mankind...perish. Sign of the times hellbound unity.
Who need rock to use? I've got water balloons. Pick a sport overhead and drop them on your fucking head!. Harbinger of Death!!!. I'll start a car crash! With these rocks I'll smash.
Forty days and forty nights. In the hot desert sand. I've paid my dues all my life. And now it's out of my hands. . Take a look inside, nothing ever comes easy.
Penis et circes. Dominate the weaklings. Ecstatic whippings. Iron and chains. Branding the slaves. Mastering the games. chorus: Hail Satan, master, weeping christians burn at stake.
Prone on the operating table. Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh. I love my disgusting equipment. Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death.
Stalking through the black of night. Unholy ghoul's lust for blood. The human vampire in the crypt. The seek dead flesh to carry on. Their morbid life no one can save....
I got a camera round my neck. No money in my pocket. Here comes the "Tea a Wana" police. I'm running, guess I lost it. Then I heard "STOP" and I turned around.
Dear Uncle Creepy, it's been years. Morbid fantasy exterminate my childhood fears. Some of the crap that's out these days. Is such a bore to me!. Dear Uncle Creepy.
This is our weekend, just me and my car. Suited up for Saturday, to cruise the boulevard. I'm riding out on a street full of strangers. Looking at them look at me.
Kirottu oli se piv jolloin min sinut tapasin. Jlkeenpin kaikki on selv, tiedn sinusta koko. totuuden. . Kerto I: Hei nyrkill tapettava huora, on aika tullut kuolla.
Someone's always following me. Someone's always in my dreams. Scary men with butcher knives. Assume reality to take my life. Why can't they bug someone else?.
Your life is in danger.... Beware of the cannibal whores. Keep your distance from the uncivilised humans. Observe their daily ritual of desvration and dismemberment.
...your castles are burning.... . So you're the king of the action. You want to have it all. But I say your headed for a fall. You're like a man on a mission.
Satanic sonic attack. Barbaric holocaust. Given birth by fire. Atomic fucking meltdown. The end is at hand. Go get fucked!. Nuclear metal attack. Attack is imminent.
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