God Was Created
Vehemence lyrics
Vehemence lyrics
"Whore Cunt Die Lyrics"
Big Daddy Lyrics
We're rocking big daddy How bout that How bout that Here he comes again Me and my friends We all laugh at him Cuz he's so fu
We're rocking big daddy How bout that How bout that Here he comes again Me and my friends We all laugh at him Cuz he's so fu
I could tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide
The fear within this shell that I call my soul reflects the darkness
This pit of agony into which
I have been cast by those who do not see the pain
Draining down you inner thigh, what you knew as sex
Nails I drive deep into the vagina, ceasing the piercing screams
What was once your cunt is now my throbbing to
Say It Loud, Im Black and Im Proud (Extract) Lyrics
Now we demand a chance to do things for ourserlf We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just like the birds and the bees We'd rathe
yNow we demand a chance to do things for ourserlf We're tired of beatin' our head against the wall And workin' for someone else We're people, we're just like the birds and the bees We'd rathe
I drive the hammer deeper to block the pain from my mind
This bloody whore who I once told I loved
Has become a pile of mangled flesh swarming with insect
As I dissect her unborn fetus I hear her whisper one last cry
Begging her false prophet for forgiveness,
I rape her in the name of Jesus Christ
I feel no shame for this disgrace, this atrocity
Her very existence being a
Amigos Lyrics
AMIGOS (Juan Luis Guerra y 4:40) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yo soy tu amiga cuando a nadie le interesas, tan solo llama
n abomination to humanityAMIGOS (Juan Luis Guerra y 4:40) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yo soy tu amiga cuando a nadie le interesas, tan solo llama
There are so many like her waiting to be dead
My insanity is my creativity while clearing out my mind
These things that I have done are purged from memory
But those which linger turn my vision black
I wish I could turn my hatred on myself, I want to die
But there is a dark force which seems to hold me back
Pleading with her god to make my torment stop
Hearing my own cries, I drive myself deep
Hoping she lives through my climax so she can choke
On the steaming slop which i spurt all over her face
That whore must die
I want this vision of torment to live forever in my mind
To stifle the agony that tears ravenously at my soul
Her death will secure my piece of mind for now
But soon another cunt will die for Satan