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Estuans Sancti
01:47
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Ill be your sugar babe
You be my sugar mom
All you gotta do its let me in
Let the violent joy begin
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your dog
Finish up baby throw that back
Finish up I want you on your back
Now c’mon
Suckin on you in a hotel room
Show me more, show me whats on you
Put me in my place, tell me what to do
Babe im on my knees
Babe im here to please
Put me in my place, tell me what to do
Ms Doom I wanna sin beside you
Ms doom I wanna know
how it feels between thighs
Whats behind those eyes yea
Miss doom I wanna know
Ill be your sugar babe
You be my sugar mom
All you gotta do its let me in
Let the violent joy begin
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your dog
Finish up baby throw that back
Finish up I want you on your back
Now c’mon
Suckin on you in a hotel room
Show me more, show me whats on you
Put me in my place, tell me what to do
Babe im on my knees
Babe im here to please
Put me in my place, tell me what to do
Miss Doom I wanna sin beside you
Miss doom I wanna know
How it feels between thighs
Whats behind those eyes yea
Miss doom I wanna know
Miss Doom I wanna sin beside you
Miss doom I wanna know
How it feels between thighs
Whats behind those eyes yea
Miss doom I wanna know
Miss Doom I wanna sin beside you
Miss doom I wanna know
How it feels between thighs
Whats behind those eyes yea
Miss doom I wanna know
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3. |
Dance With Me
03:12
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Strung out babies scattered across the floor
A room dividing our souls at the very core
We move, you bend, this death rock dance hall's at its end
Just you and me repeating death eternally
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
I said Dance with me
ballrooms of silent bodies turn
filled with the souls that have yet to burn
were gonna be the same
Now Suck suck suck the neck of pain
And Waltz with me down to the flame
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
I said Dance with me
Feel our hearts pump in their hands
heart beats provided by those in the demon band
We move, you bend, this death rock dancehalls at its end
Just you and me repeating death eternally so
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
I said Dance with me
Can I have this dance
Bitches come
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
I said Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
Dance with me
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4. |
Feeble Flesh
02:38
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I've got another turn long over due
Another cycle of pain
All I hear are the muffled moans
As the worms scratch up at our brains
Burrow inside, rip apart
Pump, pump, pump little demon heart
Flesh unwind, dismemberment
Unholy hell bound sacrament
Little soul buried deep inside of me
For it's life you ache
I feel your wanting gaze as the knife
Quickens up in pace
Burrow inside, rip apart
Stomach open, spilling starts
As my rotten blood showers you
No one cuts my feeble flesh quite like you
Burrow inside, rip apart
Stomach open, spilling starts,
As my rotten blood showers you
No one cuts my feeble flesh quite like you
With my feeble flesh in hand
Run right through you run right through
With my feeble flesh in hand
Rip, you'll gnaw, you'll sever saw
With my feeble flesh in hand
Mangle, tear, bodies everywhere
With my feeble flesh in hand
Run right through, yea you run right through will you
Cycle renews for you
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5. |
Next Room Over
01:38
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Sound of muffled screams,
And cracking bones through paper walls
I clutch my pen to bleed
More words of pain letters start to crawl
Cries from the next room over
As the howling drills start to gnaw
The flesh of brothers skin,
For the prodigy im turning in
His torture fuels my dreams
His blood becomes my stories ink
Oh brother please shut your mouth
I can hear you
Your cries make my ears bleed
Though your shrieks I fell your agony
Others are trying to sleep
Youre killing me
Mother cant you silence him
Hes running through my brain
His rattling chains and his blood stains
Are causing me so much pain
I cant take this any longer
His torture tortures me
Daddy wont you stick him fast
Daddy set me free
Mommy, can you help him
Mommy, can you help me
Oh please, save the boy in the next room over
Mommy, please end my torture
From the next room over
The Next room over
The next room over
The Next room over
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6. |
Decline
04:02
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Decline
Fall out of line
The hot lead divide
You better decide
Is it black or white
Or blue suits of lies
Is anyone home
Can anyone cope
In this society
Everyone's a victim when the bullets fly
Everyone pretend you know whats right
Divide within, divide the sin
No matter what color skin you're in
Bigot in the white house, bigot in the street
Bigot in the armchair staring at their screen
Everybody out what your holding inside
Everyone contributes the great divide
Decline
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7. |
Brand New Fascist
04:15
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Come one come all, now, boys and girls
Prepare yourself for the new world
The human race now in my image
Your children all absorb my visage
Everyday run through your drills
Boys in pants, dresses on girls
Hurry in now single file
Your right to thought I will defile
Don’t think like that, its obscenity
If your not in line your against me
My right and wrong, arbitrary
As I fight for freedom with hypocrisy
Our righteous way we will never abandon
While the subhumans all get scanned in
Now fall in line to attention
Prepare yourself for full retention
Don’t look like that, Don’t dress this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Our call for freedom rings today
Down on your knees lets begin pray
Don’t think like that, you should think this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Relax your throat for ideology
From the brand new fascist and were here to stay
Cages stem from idiocy
The locks my new autocracy
Show me your fears , show me your pains
Tell me who next should we blame
The coons the kykes the Mexicans
Or the faggots who let them all in?
Bourgeois? proletariat?
Grab a rag head and bury it
Don’t look like that, Don’t dress this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Our call for freedom rings today
Down on your knees lets begin pray
Don’t think like that, you should think this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Relax your throat for ideology
From the brand new fascist and were here to stay
Don’t look like that, Don’t dress this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Our call for freedom rings today
Down on your knees lets begin pray
Don’t think like that, you should think this way
Don’t talk like that, watch what you say
Relax your throat for ideology
From the brand new fascist and were here to stay
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8. |
No Pain
03:15
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Stumbling down anesthesia avenue
Another stroll into paralysis
With every drink my body goes numb
Every drop brings, brings me deaths kiss
With senses gone im all alone
Nothing here but flesh I disown
Weighting down my mind and soul
Lusting for, lusting for the unknown
No sensation as steel strips me away
I cant control the urge to separate
Removing tissue scraping bone
No other pleasures can be known
Removing tissue scraping bone
Removing tissue
No pain. Butcher and maim
I cant stay, I cant stay with no pain
No need for skin when its already dead
What other way can the demons be fed
Who needs a body with a soul on fire
Who wants a mind made of barbed wire
I cant be me
I cant be free
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Baby eaten by rats cause mommy wants to go and dance
Drown your children cause god told mama to
Mr Fish is gonna make your little ones scream
Neighbors hanging boys in the closet, nobody knew
As you sit there in your room
Million mothers making baby tombs
No matter how innocent the world’s darkness always looms
Murdered on the corner for 2 fifty dollars bills
Maggie’s pulling meat on the street just to get her pills
Starving, reek of piss, and you’re sick, go get a job
Well maybe one more shot will keep the pain away
Well the world aint peach n cream
No matter how well it might seem
Can you feel the nightmare reach down into your dream
How can hell be any worse?
Then this rotten earth
How can hell be any worse?
Let the bodies burn
How can hell be any worse
I don’t think it can
Armies marching overseas, armies marching over you
Hunger for the masses and gluttony for the few
Zealots hacking genocide, where is your god now
Well this one last shot will take the pain away
How can hell be any worse?
Then this rotten earth
How can hell be any worse?
Let the bodies burn
How can hell be any worse
I don’t think it can
How can hell be any worse?
Then this rotten earth
How can hell be any worse?
Let the bodies burn
How can hell be any worse
I don’t think it can
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10. |
Drunken Bastard
03:02
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Numb again
Another empty glass
Another day goes past
Am I really here
Just another dream
Sick fantasy of me
Part of me
Always dying
Always lying
Only flesh
Just another body
Am I truly alive
Emptiness is followed by the need for pain
Another broken bottles Attempt to keep me sane
The knives I stick in you, you can keep for yourself
How can I feel for you when I cant feel myself
I have no sensation, I have no sensation
Im no provider, no affectionate one
Only feeling peace at the end of a gun
Another split brain of mental dichotomy
In the end I will bring you with me
Im just a drunken bastard
Cold hearted cynic you will never know
Turning chain link into brick wall
Lie with me lets see how far I fall and we’ll die
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11. |
Piggy
01:15
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12. |
Not Enough
04:19
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Promises, repeated lies
The damped dreams of tomorrow die
Well they say dont worry everything will be fine
You dont know
Your comforting is not enough
Look through the eyes, not through the glass
Tell me now, what do you see
Well they say dont worry no matter youll pull through
You dont know
Your empty words are not enough
Its been to long, im going now
This life of mine, i dont belong
Well they say dont worry everything will be fine
You dont know
Your comforting is not enough
Oh not enough
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