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− | + | This is the book of Roman. These are songs form the band '''Funk Kill Blasphemy'''. They sound vocally like Gorefest/Bolt Thrower mixed with Death(Band) but with a heavy janky modern Havok/Exodus/Danzig groove instrumentally. There lyrics also touch base to a modern fan base by containing elements of hip hop. But their trashiest songs became their iron lung. Kobain is 18-20 at this time his voice has deepened. | |
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+ | == Stuff Chicken Recipe== | ||
+ | Stuffing can be made from many different ingredients, such as simple herbs, vegetables and fruit, but can also be made from more complex bread based or grain based (grains, such as rice, barley and kasha that are cooked until tender) recipes. Simple ingredients, such as onions, garlic, lemon, herbs, and spices, can be inserted into the cavity of the chicken or under the skin to add flavor to the meat. Bread or grain based stuffing may include sausage, chopped or ground giblet pieces, vegetables, herbs, and spices. It is common to use eggs for binding and stock or broth to moisten the stuffing. | ||
− | + | Before inserting the stuffing, wash the chicken inside and out and then pat dry with a paper towel. Be sure any stuffing that has been cooked, or ingredient that is cooked, is cooled completely before inserting into the cavity of the chicken. The chicken should not be stuffed until just before it is to be cooked, so that the risk of bacterial growth is reduced. Insert the stuffing through the neck, into the body cavities, but be sure that you do not overstuff because the stuffing will expand during cooking due to the absorption of the juices from the chicken. | |
+ | When cooking the stuffed chicken, the internal temperature of the stuffing should reach 165°F. Cooking the stuffing to this temperature can result in the meat becoming overcooked. Many cooks prefer to cook the stuffing separately from the chicken. The stuffing is placed in a buttered baking dish and cooked during the last 45 minutes to an hour of the roasting time. Stuffing that is cooked outside of the chicken as a separate dish is referred to as "dressing." | ||
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− | + | == Even == | |
+ | (Thrash Death) | ||
− | + | (Rave Verse) | |
− | + | I will cast my suggestions on you! | |
− | + | How dear you friggin smile | |
− | + | Let people enjoy things?! | |
+ | I don't enjoy your kind | ||
+ | You need to friggin die! | ||
+ | I don't need no reason | ||
− | + | The way you live your life | |
+ | Is effecting mine! | ||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | I hate everybody equally | ||
+ | What You | ||
+ | What They | ||
+ | What Them | ||
+ | What ze, xe, hir | ||
+ | |||
+ | I hate everybody equally! | ||
+ | |||
+ | What left | ||
+ | |||
+ | What right | ||
+ | |||
+ | What y'all go and cry | ||
+ | |||
+ | I hate everybody equally! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You cut no different on my knife | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's more fun hide, Or is running for your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | I hate y'all suckers equally | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Hammerheart Sing) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Urrr-hur-huuuur! It's not just hate that I feel | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your stupidity has corrupted my genes | ||
+ | |||
+ | I will scrub the world clean | ||
+ | |||
+ | Then move on to better things | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Hated Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sometimes I wonder what it is like to be stupid | ||
+ | |||
+ | Imagine the thoughts perverting your mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just flying around trying to find | ||
+ | |||
+ | A place it could land | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you crash and abort it | ||
+ | |||
+ | Common sense not sorted | ||
+ | |||
+ | Am weary and dizzy | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I take your picket sign | ||
+ | |||
+ | And shove it in your hind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cut off you friggin hands | ||
+ | |||
+ | And let the colors fly | ||
+ | |||
+ | But please don't call it murder! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're only crucified! | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Floating Head == | ||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | No your not dead | ||
+ | |||
+ | I just broke your neck | ||
+ | |||
+ | Take your final hours to reflect | ||
+ | |||
+ | All those thoughts into you head | ||
+ | |||
+ | I take your life!!!!!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Hated Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Murder on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to murder on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | Torture on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to torture on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hear them scream | ||
+ | |||
+ | My enemies | ||
+ | |||
+ | I always kill | ||
+ | |||
+ | While recording | ||
+ | |||
+ | You hear a sequel | ||
+ | |||
+ | That actual | ||
+ | |||
+ | Somebody | ||
+ | |||
+ | They will be dead | ||
+ | |||
+ | Before release | ||
+ | |||
+ | Satan please | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just let go me | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Murder on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to murder on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | Torture on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | I like to torture on the song | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hear them scream | ||
+ | |||
+ | My enemies | ||
+ | |||
+ | I always kill | ||
+ | |||
+ | While recording | ||
+ | |||
+ | You hear a sequel | ||
+ | |||
+ | That actual | ||
+ | |||
+ | Somebody | ||
+ | |||
+ | They will be dead | ||
+ | |||
+ | Before release | ||
+ | |||
+ | Jesus please | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just let go me | ||
+ | |||
+ | == No Permission to Die == | ||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | I cuck your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | I took your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | I watch you bleed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just look at me | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am the seed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Purgatory!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I sew your skin | ||
+ | |||
+ | You live on me | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm like a doctor | ||
+ | |||
+ | With a PhD | ||
+ | |||
+ | In misery | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Why you Dieeeeee!!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | I cuck your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | No Permission to die | ||
+ | |||
+ | I took your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | I watch you bleed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just look at me | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am the seed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Purgatory!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I pull your teeth | ||
+ | |||
+ | I eat ***** | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm got the mastery | ||
+ | |||
+ | In sorcery | ||
+ | |||
+ | No mystery | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~ You still dieeeee! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Grape Juice == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You think your brave | ||
+ | |||
+ | You got people around | ||
+ | |||
+ | But honey you where we're wrong | ||
+ | |||
+ | Because your track I'm on | ||
+ | |||
+ | I gift you one | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's all night long | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I'm to tone deth to call it | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eeeeeeehh!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | What's that in the bushes! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Sing) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Grape smashing | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm a grape smashing | ||
+ | |||
+ | And grape plashing | ||
+ | |||
+ | The animal is coming clean | ||
+ | |||
+ | A vampire is coming in | ||
+ | |||
+ | Need my medicine | ||
+ | |||
+ | And angel sing | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Arrrrrh | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm never one to follow | ||
+ | |||
+ | But then I found a pool | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm I the ugly ducklings | ||
+ | |||
+ | Why do I make it cool | ||
+ | |||
+ | He learned a ugly lesson | ||
+ | |||
+ | She learned to use a tool | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I'm to dam blessed to spoil it! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eeeeeeehh!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | What's that, What's that a preschool! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Persecution == | ||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Accusation! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're ****ing right | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm going to snuff you | ||
+ | |||
+ | To prove you right | ||
+ | |||
+ | You are religion | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's entertaining | ||
+ | |||
+ | To watch things die | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Music was a movement | ||
+ | |||
+ | They brought emotions | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Picture in motion | ||
+ | |||
+ | Bought imitations | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~I put my bird upon a plate | ||
+ | |||
+ | First transgender cake | ||
+ | |||
+ | My left hand I ate | ||
+ | |||
+ | You like to follow | ||
+ | |||
+ | Deaf is a movement | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Activision | ||
+ | |||
+ | There's nothing left | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ask me a question | ||
+ | |||
+ | A cult or sect? | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm all for progress | ||
+ | |||
+ | My love you'll get | ||
+ | |||
+ | Love you to death | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~The sound of movement | ||
+ | |||
+ | They brought emotions | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Millions in motion | ||
+ | |||
+ | Budgeted imitations | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~I put a smile upon my face | ||
+ | |||
+ | As both wings break | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eyes bound you follow | ||
+ | |||
+ | Blind is the movement | ||
+ | |||
+ | ... | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ~Too political! | ||
+ | |||
+ | My persecution | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is your expiration | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lost emotions | ||
+ | |||
+ | Dead expedition | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Room 404 == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | To see an image | ||
+ | |||
+ | That can't resolve | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now it's lost | ||
+ | |||
+ | And never to be found | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | It serves no purpose | ||
+ | |||
+ | Non has become | ||
+ | |||
+ | All for nothing | ||
+ | |||
+ | And everything is never much at all | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I'm not myself now | ||
+ | |||
+ | But someone who's enemy is his own | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't find the instinct | ||
+ | |||
+ | Exe a problem 404 | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Delete the purpose | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lost in a thought | ||
+ | |||
+ | I had something | ||
+ | |||
+ | now I don't know what | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I can't remember | ||
+ | |||
+ | It doesn't matter | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not any more | ||
+ | |||
+ | The tension that has come of me | ||
+ | |||
+ | It leaves me numb | ||
+ | |||
+ | But still I find peace in where it don't exits | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Just get to work man | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or you lie down | ||
+ | |||
+ | If you touch the floor | ||
+ | |||
+ | Remember it's always better than hanging from a cloud | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | And in the darkness | ||
+ | |||
+ | Of my own void | ||
+ | |||
+ | I selfishly give away my all | ||
+ | |||
+ | The thoughts of hate that took upon me has been destroyed | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Lay down in wreckage | ||
+ | |||
+ | Room 404 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't want attention | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your mental health is thoughtfully the easiest to ignore | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Don't blame yourself now | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just kill the image | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Old Man and a Cracker == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Legion army Song) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pappy have no teeth | ||
+ | |||
+ | But he like to suck it | ||
+ | |||
+ | He fell down and can't get up | ||
+ | |||
+ | But he's going to soak it | ||
+ | |||
+ | If you ever seen a man with three legs | ||
+ | |||
+ | And the stick's for walking | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~He puts | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~In hoops | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~He shoots | ||
+ | |||
+ | His youths | ||
+ | |||
+ | He was in the army too | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | A pack of biscuit for lunch x3 | ||
+ | |||
+ | He was the captain of crunch | ||
+ | |||
+ | Was full had bootie to munch | ||
+ | |||
+ | She chew | ||
+ | |||
+ | His food | ||
+ | |||
+ | And pass it good | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hit 69 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Was doing fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Replaced his spin | ||
+ | |||
+ | For a tech 9 | ||
+ | |||
+ | "The entire Legion Army/Improv" | ||
+ | |||
+ | Stuck around for Mama's cooking | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can get diabetes | ||
+ | |||
+ | If your heart already killed yah | ||
+ | |||
+ | Find yourself a knee | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ride like dirty harry | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~He Clint | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Eastwood | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Bad dude | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~good mood | ||
+ | |||
+ | And pappy shoot like cowboys doo | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Hollywood Butcher == | ||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | This is a remake | ||
+ | |||
+ | This is your film | ||
+ | |||
+ | You get no sequels | ||
+ | |||
+ | The villains win | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's not a movie | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's a murder plan | ||
+ | |||
+ | If I'm not Rave | ||
+ | |||
+ | Then I'm not mine | ||
+ | |||
+ | To have * build up inside you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is to be mankind | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Man that show was bloody murder. I don't want to watch further. Same old story over and over. | ||
+ | Horror story. Bloody murder. | ||
+ | Horror story. Bloody murder. | ||
+ | Man of culture. Cancel culture. | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Butcher D. Lore! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Butcher the plot | ||
+ | |||
+ | Get the picture! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Knife in your butt | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I am a surgeon | ||
+ | |||
+ | I am a god | ||
+ | |||
+ | You have the body | ||
+ | |||
+ | To match what you are | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just like the cockroach | ||
+ | |||
+ | You'll live forever | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Man that show was * boring. A do over of everything. | ||
+ | Safe jokes. No taste. | ||
+ | Snowflake. Safespace. | ||
+ | Crucified saying praise. | ||
+ | Man of culture. Cancel culture. | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Call the Hollywood butcher | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Butcher D. Lore! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Butcher the plot | ||
+ | |||
+ | when all is over! | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'll eat your butt | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | There is no talent. There's nothing new. It was your idea. Now censored soon. This modern era. These good fools. Evil can't create a dam thing. Just consume. | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Hot == | ||
+ | (Rap/Death) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Big bullet | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water bottle | ||
+ | |||
+ | Jerrican | ||
+ | |||
+ | Full your bidor | ||
+ | |||
+ | Burst her tank | ||
+ | |||
+ | Get a tan | ||
+ | |||
+ | On the van | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm your man | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just give it water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just give it water | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hot | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hot | ||
+ | |||
+ | Nothing hotter | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hot | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hot | ||
+ | |||
+ | There's nothing hotter | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hotter than the summer sun | ||
+ | |||
+ | The gunners gun | ||
+ | |||
+ | The rivers runs | ||
+ | |||
+ | The world is over flowing with blood | ||
+ | |||
+ | I got my diamonds from the mother's womb, that Africa | ||
+ | |||
+ | My Nike shoe, that leather lizard came from Godzilla | ||
+ | |||
+ | The Chinese people turn their face to see me come down as a god killer | ||
+ | |||
+ | The tide is coming in the moon came down it took the world it mol* her | ||
+ | |||
+ | The sun exploded too high voltage there's nothing left I took the stars that * was ours and still I go further | ||
+ | |||
+ | This thug to block out your sun. Doomsday is coming I come. Blackhole to swallow I'm done. You can hide you don't run. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Run | ||
+ | |||
+ | Run | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Kobain Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | My reign make her fly like a cockroach | ||
+ | |||
+ | Peel the back of these dudes and they scramble | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm here to clip your wings | ||
+ | |||
+ | I bet you feel that hot wind | ||
+ | |||
+ | You think you're loud | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you crashing | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm gonna kick you when you fall down | ||
+ | |||
+ | My abstinence is silent but deadly | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm not here to preach that gas | ||
+ | |||
+ | But I caught one sleepin on your * | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm in the cruiser pasting | ||
+ | |||
+ | You racing but you last | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Herd == | ||
+ | (Brutal Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Puncture the sheep | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't waste the meat | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let the teeth sink in | ||
+ | |||
+ | You think the pig | ||
+ | |||
+ | To good to drink Cow blood | ||
+ | |||
+ | Clown * monkeys cannot have me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Clown * sheep better shear themselves | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mentally my mind goes blank | ||
+ | |||
+ | Subliminally you step into a fish tank | ||
+ | |||
+ | At the bottom you think | ||
+ | |||
+ | Water enters your lungs | ||
+ | |||
+ | It bloated out your back like a soaring eagle | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your ribcage became the cobra | ||
+ | |||
+ | You float almost ready to explode | ||
+ | |||
+ | I see the snakes standing upright | ||
+ | |||
+ | Upright | ||
+ | |||
+ | A slab or concrete molded at your feet | ||
+ | |||
+ | The frustration brings you pleasure | ||
+ | |||
+ | You scream but the sound is not heard | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Are still following? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Follow the leader | ||
+ | |||
+ | A descent to hell | ||
+ | |||
+ | Fools | ||
+ | |||
+ | I heard the priest repeat it | ||
+ | |||
+ | But if I sold my soul to write a song | ||
+ | |||
+ | And the monkey stole the rhythm | ||
+ | |||
+ | All of you were sold | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Repeat verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hahaha | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Heaven is for == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Kobain Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Them girls sweet like heaven | ||
+ | |||
+ | If you think you getting in we got news for you like 7 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Raqia we bombard ha' | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm on the ceiling like cloud 9 | ||
+ | |||
+ | So that six sixty six was mighty fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | I hang like Priapus | ||
+ | |||
+ | Rave, Dionysus, Our father | ||
+ | |||
+ | Wine god | ||
+ | |||
+ | Some Aphrodites to show us love | ||
+ | |||
+ | Bring her down and going hell | ||
+ | |||
+ | We'll find the crater where the devil fell | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like Proxi hit her head I can clearly tell | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Yah heaven is for | ||
+ | |||
+ | My creation | ||
+ | |||
+ | The holy gates | ||
+ | |||
+ | Firmament the mother | ||
+ | |||
+ | She held my hand | ||
+ | |||
+ | I bow my head | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sheol' Down la pillar | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sun God | ||
+ | |||
+ | Luna Tides | ||
+ | |||
+ | To breathe underwater | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Hated sings) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ''Wooooah. I feel the devil got my soul. But that's a heavy load. You got a lot to hold. Make me rise like... I get up so you get down all night. | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (All shout) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ''Tell pop slime to go to hell! | ||
+ | |||
+ | IN HELL! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ''Trangender lady demon chicks! | ||
+ | |||
+ | IN HELL! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ''12 foot demon nah nah nah! | ||
+ | |||
+ | IN HELL! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Stairway to 7/11 == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Rap/Doom Metal, angelic slow beat) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Hated Doom Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Faith... | ||
+ | |||
+ | In idols | ||
+ | |||
+ | Took on nothing | ||
+ | |||
+ | The gaudes worshipped for no reason | ||
+ | |||
+ | Had fans before 18 | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sex traded for ratings | ||
+ | |||
+ | The angels Broadcast | ||
+ | |||
+ | So be the evangelios | ||
+ | |||
+ | Countdown to the martyrs | ||
+ | |||
+ | 11 Plus one half | ||
+ | |||
+ | Embalming the esophagus | ||
+ | |||
+ | Brought on by the telecast | ||
+ | |||
+ | The face of the expressionless | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mind of the pure... | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not like before | ||
+ | |||
+ | Got no talent | ||
+ | |||
+ | A Legion forming | ||
+ | |||
+ | Battering at the gate | ||
+ | |||
+ | The gates of heaven (Heaven) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let us in | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Guitars) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Doom Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | In a being so pure | ||
+ | |||
+ | The mind of the mature | ||
+ | |||
+ | I don't want to live on this planet | ||
+ | |||
+ | Anymore... | ||
+ | |||
+ | A clouded space | ||
+ | |||
+ | Physically erased | ||
+ | |||
+ | Soul uploaded in time | ||
+ | |||
+ | A millennium | ||
+ | |||
+ | City of the gaudes | ||
+ | |||
+ | I stand still | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not one amoungst the other | ||
+ | |||
+ | Statues will fall | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like * on a pedestal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Fine by me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Latency | ||
+ | |||
+ | Heaven can wait | ||
+ | |||
+ | See how Mum is doing | ||
+ | |||
+ | Country | ||
+ | |||
+ | She walks ahead of me | ||
+ | |||
+ | I can't look up | ||
+ | |||
+ | She shakes stairwell | ||
+ | |||
+ | A Legion forming | ||
+ | |||
+ | Battering at the gate | ||
+ | |||
+ | The gates of heaven (Heaven) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let them in | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (This song is social commentary about slow decay which is of time and morals. It's a sense of death before death and masses of people entering the afterlife.) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Pyramid Scheme (Crucified and Mummiefied) == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Kobain Rap Chorus, beat like tape skipping back heavy Rozay) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eye on a pryramid | ||
+ | |||
+ | She on a pedestal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Her gaude is sitting still on the rock that strong men build | ||
+ | |||
+ | She Madusa's head | ||
+ | |||
+ | But I am foundation | ||
+ | |||
+ | I spray that seed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Forbidden fruit could feed a whole nation | ||
+ | |||
+ | She going up | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Ma bean stock | ||
+ | |||
+ | And when I drop | ||
+ | |||
+ | I asked all * to bring a mop | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Not innocent | ||
+ | |||
+ | Another crime scenes | ||
+ | |||
+ | To put down as a song | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~I stack bricks | ||
+ | |||
+ | '* chics uptop on chics | ||
+ | |||
+ | And bury * | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Hated Rap Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Climb high y'all * bitches better work (Work x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You are to work harder | ||
+ | |||
+ | Though she had a rich father | ||
+ | |||
+ | She said to work harder | ||
+ | |||
+ | My future's female like a transgender | ||
+ | |||
+ | I love them girls with a-genda | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is gaude coming | ||
+ | |||
+ | I say faith (Female Whisper: Faith) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now that I know gaude is * | ||
+ | |||
+ | I will pray (Pray) (Female whisper: Pray) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You better pray for gaude sake | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm at the floodgate | ||
+ | |||
+ | She leaked tape | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Thrash Verse, Scary Alien Beat) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Yeah I got the world! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Not on my back | ||
+ | |||
+ | '* that! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~I'm not Atlas | ||
+ | |||
+ | They on my lap! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Yeet a slap | ||
+ | |||
+ | (All three guys) I'm at the door I ring bell then kick it down | ||
+ | |||
+ | The murder just begun! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~She already * | ||
+ | |||
+ | I told her straight up as she go down! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~This won't be fun | ||
+ | |||
+ | She try to run I'll pull her back! | ||
+ | |||
+ | I bus her *! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Salt and pillar that! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~If she look back | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'll leave her seeing like a * bat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Then blow her nose out like that fat | ||
+ | |||
+ | Egyptian cat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Beat Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You ain't done! | ||
+ | |||
+ | No pop that! | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm only under when she can't get over that! | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm a dirty rat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | The kind that eat the cat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~It's so dumb | ||
+ | |||
+ | You don't want to be my problem | ||
+ | |||
+ | No caution no warning | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~no discussion | ||
+ | |||
+ | Turn back like a hurricane | ||
+ | |||
+ | Bust your head like * Cain | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now you a blood stain | ||
+ | |||
+ | If she head my home | ||
+ | |||
+ | My roof top | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~Always gone | ||
+ | |||
+ | (All three guys) We always gun, They fed up * | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (all guys) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I put them on a hill! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~She crucified | ||
+ | |||
+ | I buried my own chilld! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~She Mummiefied | ||
+ | |||
+ | I put them on a hill! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~She crucified | ||
+ | |||
+ | I buried my own chilllllllllld! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ~She Mummiefied | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Monty Eyes == | ||
+ | (Doom Metal, Squillish vocals contemplative steel pan-ish beat. Less lyrics more sweet melodic metal tune which is peaceful yet chilling.) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Soft electric melody) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mr. Monty Eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Frozen in time | ||
+ | |||
+ | Brought me Medusa | ||
+ | |||
+ | Women freeze when you see them | ||
+ | |||
+ | A sweet chill when they look at you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Through. Those. Big. Beautiful. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Vacant eyes! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mr. Monty Eyes!!! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Guitars) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chime keyboard beat) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Video: Eyes staring in darkness) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Gut wrenching guitar peel back like scratching nails) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Back to smooth Verse melody) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Time gone with the wind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Carved me like a stone | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're presence means no one's home | ||
+ | |||
+ | Cut down you were a rock | ||
+ | |||
+ | Rock to my endeavors | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now or whenever | ||
+ | |||
+ | From you came her | ||
+ | |||
+ | Love is never blind! | ||
+ | |||
+ | See through me | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sweet. Monty. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eyes! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Eyes! | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Mentally Challenged == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Doom Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | This is a mental challenge | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not equiped | ||
+ | |||
+ | To stand the test of time | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let me touch the toddlers! | ||
+ | |||
+ | The adults led them the wrong way for what is forever | ||
+ | |||
+ | And to this day I still don't understand | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just what has been derived from a wild guess | ||
+ | |||
+ | To be the topic of a conversation | ||
+ | |||
+ | But not all things needs an explanation | ||
+ | |||
+ | I learned how petty is man kind | ||
+ | |||
+ | To deprave themselves with useless trivial squabbles | ||
+ | |||
+ | When a human man is simply not able to grasp the concept | ||
+ | |||
+ | But follow! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just differentiate your stupidity from my metal disability | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Bright Idea == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just another bright idea | ||
+ | |||
+ | It has come to murder | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let me strap you to this chair | ||
+ | |||
+ | It has come to murder | ||
+ | |||
+ | Though I will never figure you out | ||
+ | |||
+ | It has come to murder | ||
+ | |||
+ | Some of your will try | ||
+ | |||
+ | My vengeance | ||
+ | |||
+ | And when you feel the shock | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not all of you might die | ||
+ | |||
+ | Electrify you mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | With a head full of ideas | ||
+ | |||
+ | You make a stupid face | ||
+ | |||
+ | Executioners in place | ||
+ | |||
+ | Inmates might *culate | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Choose you death | ||
+ | |||
+ | I say to choose your death | ||
+ | |||
+ | How would you like to die? | ||
+ | |||
+ | How would you like to diiiiiiie?! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Sing) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Oh you prefer the happy ending | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you fail to think it twice | ||
+ | |||
+ | And now you got some time to spend | ||
+ | |||
+ | Story of your life | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Fight Yourself == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Technical Death) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Rave Verse Different Voices) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Janky metal beat) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Sophisticated Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's like a forest? | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm going hunting, I'm a ghost | ||
+ | |||
+ | Put your gun sign up, * girl | ||
+ | |||
+ | Let's stare clear from this road | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Drills) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Voice losing control) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Why don't you stay away from me | ||
+ | |||
+ | You are just another, thot! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Is saving you worth the troubles | ||
+ | |||
+ | I need this baby, Top! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Crash) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Perverse Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You made me soil myself! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're just another butt | ||
+ | |||
+ | I will need a diapers | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who's to say what you got guts! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Deadly Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Rahhh, Growl just like a mut | ||
+ | |||
+ | I will bury you | ||
+ | |||
+ | You animal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Without a single thought | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Careless Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Relax the pus in your head! | ||
+ | |||
+ | The other me have not | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lost you find direction | ||
+ | |||
+ | At every. single. cost! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Demonic Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Procrastination (Horse!) | ||
+ | |||
+ | In production (Horse!) | ||
+ | |||
+ | No frustration (Horse!) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Kill castration... (Horse!) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Murderous Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I dig, I dig | ||
+ | |||
+ | Her trunk shake | ||
+ | |||
+ | My muddy shove | ||
+ | |||
+ | Kaplunk | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Sociopath Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | She got two guns in her hand! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Both of them is mine | ||
+ | |||
+ | I thought the sex was boring | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm going mad like Yose' Sam | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Feminine Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You bite your toenails! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Shave the hair off your hand! | ||
+ | |||
+ | But I don't like the lotion! | ||
+ | |||
+ | I can't hold on, I'm going! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Host Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Know my blood is your wine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Feed on me, Eat my hand | ||
+ | |||
+ | Take it all | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's your head! | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Drop) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Screamo Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Chorus Verses Verses! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Verses Chorus Verses! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Verses Verses Verses! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Thought us, Fought us, Verses! | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Hands in Rapture == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Technical Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I love you baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just eat the hog | ||
+ | |||
+ | Smile through smug teeth | ||
+ | |||
+ | You will crawl | ||
+ | |||
+ | I need your praise | ||
+ | |||
+ | You complement them | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm not a friend | ||
+ | |||
+ | They need attention | ||
+ | |||
+ | Validation | ||
+ | |||
+ | My heart not found | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don't blame a * | ||
+ | |||
+ | For being a dog | ||
+ | |||
+ | And still a dog knows | ||
+ | |||
+ | when it is wrong | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I hit my wife | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like equal rights | ||
+ | |||
+ | Her hands in Rapture! | ||
+ | |||
+ | The cover fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | But inside | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your ear declined | ||
+ | |||
+ | She has the snake eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | And soft spine | ||
+ | |||
+ | With no hands to put mine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Her tail was crucified | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like ... | ||
+ | |||
+ | No girl can run | ||
+ | |||
+ | You better hide | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Verse) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Love me baby | ||
+ | |||
+ | The cowl man say | ||
+ | |||
+ | The god book gay! | ||
+ | |||
+ | The girls who betrayed | ||
+ | |||
+ | Led men astray | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm Adam | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm Samson | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like Solomon | ||
+ | |||
+ | I know your dumb | ||
+ | |||
+ | Devolution come | ||
+ | |||
+ | You raise your hand to offend me | ||
+ | |||
+ | I got a knife to scale and watch you crawl | ||
+ | |||
+ | To the river, blood to thick to wash the dirt right off you skin | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just look at what your hands do | ||
+ | |||
+ | You don't need them anyway | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Who so Thinketh, Doeth == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Popping Death Metal) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Chorus) | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Sometimes when I murder you in my mind | ||
+ | |||
+ | I go blind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Predatory on your spine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hot red wine | ||
+ | |||
+ | Need my medicine then I'm fine | ||
+ | |||
+ | I think about * and I think about death | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Deadly | ||
+ | |||
+ | Metal | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who? | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Skull == | ||
+ | (Metalcore) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Fast) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like sharks to purity tides throwing salt in ones eyes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not the first time that the Mother Earths cried | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'd skuld the water blowing steam in to the air | ||
+ | |||
+ | The ghosts | ||
+ | |||
+ | Relax | ||
+ | |||
+ | You had a good run and times coming to a end | ||
+ | |||
+ | Break down the walls built around on self | ||
+ | |||
+ | Like scales shedding to soft skin | ||
+ | |||
+ | If you run from the water you only land on the fire | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just burn | ||
+ | |||
+ | I see skeletons burning no differences in the faces I've seen | ||
+ | |||
+ | Everything and start over again | ||
+ | |||
+ | Take notes | ||
+ | |||
+ | Soar higher as every moth will be pulled in | ||
+ | |||
+ | The surface tension is a savoir that kept you from drowning | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (Sing) | ||
+ | |||
+ | You have perverted humanity to something else | ||
+ | |||
+ | Obscene | ||
+ | |||
+ | And though we are just animals | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm free | ||
+ | |||
+ | I lift my face to touch the sun with my bone dry | ||
+ | |||
+ | Creepiest smile ever seen | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Vert (Interlude) == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Core) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I pull it to the side | ||
+ | |||
+ | You see inverted skies | ||
+ | |||
+ | My rabies mouth I glide | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm going to fix you up | ||
+ | |||
+ | You up (echo) | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Telecast tuning) | ||
+ | |||
+ | == Seether == | ||
+ | |||
+ | (Perverse Thrash Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm such a lady's man | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's getting hot in YeeeeAH! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You weren't born with clothes | ||
+ | |||
+ | To see the hell fireeee-AH! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Oooooooh a pressure cooker | ||
+ | |||
+ | Live the water you will fire-AAaaaaH! | ||
+ | |||
+ | So tense it made me sing | ||
+ | |||
+ | My baby had to lie | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just to see a gangster cry | ||
+ | |||
+ | I won't blame hear but some dude is gonna die | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | == Nature Horror == | ||
+ | |||
+ | Just like the tiger | ||
+ | |||
+ | I watch the mother | ||
+ | |||
+ | I see the widows spitting poison | ||
+ | |||
+ | Into one another | ||
+ | |||
+ | The nature horror | ||
+ | |||
+ | You can't escape | ||
+ | |||
+ | It's something you have lived by | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | I'm bound to murder | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lies like a cobra | ||
+ | |||
+ | A crab soldier | ||
+ | |||
+ | I sailed the seas | ||
+ | |||
+ | The sands of time | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm everything | ||
+ | |||
+ | And nothing you can live by | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | (High Pitch Voice) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ooooooooooh the pain pain Seethers!! | ||
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Revision as of 22:21, 19 September 2022
This is the book of Roman. These are songs form the band Funk Kill Blasphemy. They sound vocally like Gorefest/Bolt Thrower mixed with Death(Band) but with a heavy janky modern Havok/Exodus/Danzig groove instrumentally. There lyrics also touch base to a modern fan base by containing elements of hip hop. But their trashiest songs became their iron lung. Kobain is 18-20 at this time his voice has deepened.
Contents
- 1 Stuff Chicken Recipe
- 2 Even
- 3 Floating Head
- 4 No Permission to Die
- 5 Grape Juice
- 6 Persecution
- 7 Room 404
- 8 Old Man and a Cracker
- 9 Hollywood Butcher
- 10 Hot
- 11 Herd
- 12 Heaven is for
- 13 Stairway to 7/11
- 14 Pyramid Scheme (Crucified and Mummiefied)
- 15 Monty Eyes
- 16 Mentally Challenged
- 17 Bright Idea
- 18 Fight Yourself
- 19 Hands in Rapture
- 20 Who so Thinketh, Doeth
- 21 Skull
- 22 Vert (Interlude)
- 23 Seether
- 24 Nature Horror
Stuff Chicken Recipe
Stuffing can be made from many different ingredients, such as simple herbs, vegetables and fruit, but can also be made from more complex bread based or grain based (grains, such as rice, barley and kasha that are cooked until tender) recipes. Simple ingredients, such as onions, garlic, lemon, herbs, and spices, can be inserted into the cavity of the chicken or under the skin to add flavor to the meat. Bread or grain based stuffing may include sausage, chopped or ground giblet pieces, vegetables, herbs, and spices. It is common to use eggs for binding and stock or broth to moisten the stuffing.
Before inserting the stuffing, wash the chicken inside and out and then pat dry with a paper towel. Be sure any stuffing that has been cooked, or ingredient that is cooked, is cooled completely before inserting into the cavity of the chicken. The chicken should not be stuffed until just before it is to be cooked, so that the risk of bacterial growth is reduced. Insert the stuffing through the neck, into the body cavities, but be sure that you do not overstuff because the stuffing will expand during cooking due to the absorption of the juices from the chicken.
When cooking the stuffed chicken, the internal temperature of the stuffing should reach 165°F. Cooking the stuffing to this temperature can result in the meat becoming overcooked. Many cooks prefer to cook the stuffing separately from the chicken. The stuffing is placed in a buttered baking dish and cooked during the last 45 minutes to an hour of the roasting time. Stuffing that is cooked outside of the chicken as a separate dish is referred to as "dressing."
Even
(Thrash Death)
(Rave Verse)
I will cast my suggestions on you!
How dear you friggin smile
Let people enjoy things?!
I don't enjoy your kind
You need to friggin die!
I don't need no reason
The way you live your life
Is effecting mine!
(Chorus)
I hate everybody equally
What You
What They
What Them
What ze, xe, hir
I hate everybody equally!
What left
What right
What y'all go and cry
I hate everybody equally!
You cut no different on my knife
It's more fun hide, Or is running for your life
I hate y'all suckers equally
(Hammerheart Sing)
Urrr-hur-huuuur! It's not just hate that I feel
Your stupidity has corrupted my genes
I will scrub the world clean
Then move on to better things
(Hated Verse)
Sometimes I wonder what it is like to be stupid
Imagine the thoughts perverting your mind
Just flying around trying to find
A place it could land
But you crash and abort it
Common sense not sorted
Am weary and dizzy
(Chorus)
(Rave Verse)
I take your picket sign
And shove it in your hind
Cut off you friggin hands
And let the colors fly
But please don't call it murder!
You're only crucified!
Floating Head
(Death Metal)
(Rave Verse)
No your not dead
I just broke your neck
Take your final hours to reflect
All those thoughts into you head
I take your life!!!!!!
(Hated Chorus)
Murder on the song
I like to murder on the song
Torture on the song
I like to torture on the song
Hear them scream
My enemies
I always kill
While recording
You hear a sequel
That actual
Somebody
They will be dead
Before release
Satan please
Just let go me
Murder on the song
I like to murder on the song
Torture on the song
I like to torture on the song
Hear them scream
My enemies
I always kill
While recording
You hear a sequel
That actual
Somebody
They will be dead
Before release
Jesus please
Just let go me
No Permission to Die
(Death Metal)
(Chorus)
No Permission to die
No Permission to die
I cuck your life
No Permission to die
No Permission to die
I took your life
I watch you bleed
Just look at me
I am the seed
Purgatory!!
(Verse)
I sew your skin
You live on me
I'm like a doctor
With a PhD
In misery
~Why you Dieeeeee!!!
(Chorus)
No Permission to die
No Permission to die
I cuck your life
No Permission to die
No Permission to die
I took your life
I watch you bleed
Just look at me
I am the seed
Purgatory!!
(Chorus)
I pull your teeth
I eat *****
I'm got the mastery
In sorcery
No mystery
~ You still dieeeee!
Grape Juice
(Death Metal)
(Verse)
You think your brave
You got people around
But honey you where we're wrong
Because your track I'm on
I gift you one
It's all night long
I'm to tone deth to call it
Eeeeeeehh!!
What's that in the bushes!
(Sing)
(Chorus)
Grape smashing
I'm a grape smashing
And grape plashing
The animal is coming clean
A vampire is coming in
Need my medicine
And angel sing
(Verse)
Arrrrrh
I'm never one to follow
But then I found a pool
I'm I the ugly ducklings
Why do I make it cool
He learned a ugly lesson
She learned to use a tool
I'm to dam blessed to spoil it!
Eeeeeeehh!!
What's that, What's that a preschool!
(Chorus)
Persecution
(Death Metal)
(Verse)
Accusation!
You're ****ing right
I'm going to snuff you
To prove you right
You are religion
It's entertaining
To watch things die
(Chorus)
~Music was a movement
They brought emotions
~Picture in motion
Bought imitations
~I put my bird upon a plate
First transgender cake
My left hand I ate
You like to follow
Deaf is a movement
(Verse)
Activision
There's nothing left
Ask me a question
A cult or sect?
I'm all for progress
My love you'll get
Love you to death
(Chorus)
~The sound of movement
They brought emotions
~Millions in motion
Budgeted imitations
~I put a smile upon my face
As both wings break
Eyes bound you follow
Blind is the movement
...
~Too political!
My persecution
Is your expiration
Lost emotions
Dead expedition
Room 404
(Death Metal)
To see an image
That can't resolve
Now it's lost
And never to be found
It serves no purpose
Non has become
All for nothing
And everything is never much at all
I'm not myself now
But someone who's enemy is his own
Can't find the instinct
Exe a problem 404
Delete the purpose
Lost in a thought
I had something
now I don't know what
I can't remember
It doesn't matter
Not any more
The tension that has come of me
It leaves me numb
But still I find peace in where it don't exits
Just get to work man
Or you lie down
If you touch the floor
Remember it's always better than hanging from a cloud
And in the darkness
Of my own void
I selfishly give away my all
The thoughts of hate that took upon me has been destroyed
Lay down in wreckage
Room 404
Don't want attention
Your mental health is thoughtfully the easiest to ignore
Don't blame yourself now
Just kill the image
Old Man and a Cracker
(Legion army Song)
Pappy have no teeth
But he like to suck it
He fell down and can't get up
But he's going to soak it
If you ever seen a man with three legs
And the stick's for walking
~He puts
~In hoops
~He shoots
His youths
He was in the army too
(Chorus)
A pack of biscuit for lunch x3
He was the captain of crunch
Was full had bootie to munch
She chew
His food
And pass it good
Hit 69
Was doing fine
Replaced his spin
For a tech 9
"The entire Legion Army/Improv"
Stuck around for Mama's cooking
(Verse)
Can get diabetes
If your heart already killed yah
Find yourself a knee
Ride like dirty harry
~He Clint
~Eastwood
~Bad dude
~good mood
And pappy shoot like cowboys doo
Hollywood Butcher
(Death Metal)
(Verse)
This is a remake
This is your film
You get no sequels
The villains win
It's not a movie
It's a murder plan
If I'm not Rave
Then I'm not mine
To have * build up inside you
Is to be mankind
Man that show was bloody murder. I don't want to watch further. Same old story over and over.
Horror story. Bloody murder.
Horror story. Bloody murder.
Man of culture. Cancel culture.
Butcher D. Lore!
Butcher the plot
Get the picture!
Knife in your butt
I am a surgeon
I am a god
You have the body
To match what you are
Just like the cockroach
You'll live forever
Man that show was * boring. A do over of everything.
Safe jokes. No taste.
Snowflake. Safespace.
Crucified saying praise.
Man of culture. Cancel culture.
Call the Hollywood butcher
Butcher D. Lore!
Butcher the plot
when all is over!
I'll eat your butt
There is no talent. There's nothing new. It was your idea. Now censored soon. This modern era. These good fools. Evil can't create a dam thing. Just consume.
Hot
(Rap/Death)
(Chorus)
Big bullet
Water bottle
Jerrican
Full your bidor
Burst her tank
Get a tan
On the van
I'm your man
(Rave Verse)
Water
Water
Just give it water
Water
Water
Just give it water
Hot
Hot
Nothing hotter
Hot
Hot
There's nothing hotter
Hotter than the summer sun
The gunners gun
The rivers runs
The world is over flowing with blood
I got my diamonds from the mother's womb, that Africa
My Nike shoe, that leather lizard came from Godzilla
The Chinese people turn their face to see me come down as a god killer
The tide is coming in the moon came down it took the world it mol* her
The sun exploded too high voltage there's nothing left I took the stars that * was ours and still I go further
This thug to block out your sun. Doomsday is coming I come. Blackhole to swallow I'm done. You can hide you don't run.
Run
Run
(Chorus)
(Kobain Verse)
My reign make her fly like a cockroach
Peel the back of these dudes and they scramble
I'm here to clip your wings
I bet you feel that hot wind
You think you're loud
But you crashing
I'm gonna kick you when you fall down
My abstinence is silent but deadly
I'm not here to preach that gas
But I caught one sleepin on your *
I'm in the cruiser pasting
You racing but you last
Herd
(Brutal Death Metal)
Puncture the sheep
Don't waste the meat
Let the teeth sink in
You think the pig
To good to drink Cow blood
Clown * monkeys cannot have me
Clown * sheep better shear themselves
Mentally my mind goes blank
Subliminally you step into a fish tank
At the bottom you think
Water enters your lungs
It bloated out your back like a soaring eagle
Your ribcage became the cobra
You float almost ready to explode
I see the snakes standing upright
Upright
A slab or concrete molded at your feet
The frustration brings you pleasure
You scream but the sound is not heard
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa...)
Are still following?
Follow the leader
A descent to hell
Fools
I heard the priest repeat it
But if I sold my soul to write a song
And the monkey stole the rhythm
All of you were sold
(Repeat verse)
Hahaha
Heaven is for
(Kobain Verse)
Them girls sweet like heaven
If you think you getting in we got news for you like 7
Raqia we bombard ha'
I'm on the ceiling like cloud 9
So that six sixty six was mighty fine
I hang like Priapus
Rave, Dionysus, Our father
Wine god
Some Aphrodites to show us love
Bring her down and going hell
We'll find the crater where the devil fell
Like Proxi hit her head I can clearly tell
(Rave verse)
Yah heaven is for
My creation
The holy gates
Firmament the mother
She held my hand
I bow my head
Sheol' Down la pillar
Sun God
Luna Tides
To breathe underwater
(Hated sings)
Wooooah. I feel the devil got my soul. But that's a heavy load. You got a lot to hold. Make me rise like... I get up so you get down all night.
(All shout)
Tell pop slime to go to hell!
IN HELL!
Trangender lady demon chicks!
IN HELL!
12 foot demon nah nah nah!
IN HELL!
Stairway to 7/11
(Rap/Doom Metal, angelic slow beat)
(Hated Doom Verse)
Faith...
In idols
Took on nothing
The gaudes worshipped for no reason
Had fans before 18
Sex traded for ratings
The angels Broadcast
So be the evangelios
Countdown to the martyrs
11 Plus one half
Embalming the esophagus
Brought on by the telecast
The face of the expressionless
Mind of the pure...
Not like before
Got no talent
A Legion forming
Battering at the gate
The gates of heaven (Heaven)
Let us in
(Guitars)
(Rave Doom Verse)
In a being so pure
The mind of the mature
I don't want to live on this planet
Anymore...
A clouded space
Physically erased
Soul uploaded in time
A millennium
City of the gaudes
I stand still
Not one amoungst the other
Statues will fall
Like * on a pedestal
Fine by me
Latency
Heaven can wait
See how Mum is doing
Country
She walks ahead of me
I can't look up
She shakes stairwell
A Legion forming
Battering at the gate
The gates of heaven (Heaven)
Let them in
(This song is social commentary about slow decay which is of time and morals. It's a sense of death before death and masses of people entering the afterlife.)
Pyramid Scheme (Crucified and Mummiefied)
(Kobain Rap Chorus, beat like tape skipping back heavy Rozay)
Eye on a pryramid
She on a pedestal
Her gaude is sitting still on the rock that strong men build
She Madusa's head
But I am foundation
I spray that seed
Forbidden fruit could feed a whole nation
She going up
~Ma bean stock
And when I drop
I asked all * to bring a mop
~Not innocent
Another crime scenes
To put down as a song
~I stack bricks
'* chics uptop on chics
And bury *
(Hated Rap Chorus)
Climb high y'all * bitches better work (Work x2)
You are to work harder
Though she had a rich father
She said to work harder
My future's female like a transgender
I love them girls with a-genda
Is gaude coming
I say faith (Female Whisper: Faith)
Now that I know gaude is *
I will pray (Pray) (Female whisper: Pray)
You better pray for gaude sake
I'm at the floodgate
She leaked tape
(Rave Thrash Verse, Scary Alien Beat)
Yeah I got the world!
~Not on my back
'* that!
~I'm not Atlas
They on my lap!
~Yeet a slap
(All three guys) I'm at the door I ring bell then kick it down
The murder just begun!
~She already *
I told her straight up as she go down!
~This won't be fun
She try to run I'll pull her back!
I bus her *!
Salt and pillar that!
~If she look back
I'll leave her seeing like a * bat!
~Then blow her nose out like that fat
Egyptian cat!
(Beat Drop)
You ain't done!
No pop that!
I'm only under when she can't get over that!
I'm a dirty rat!
The kind that eat the cat!
~It's so dumb
You don't want to be my problem
No caution no warning
~no discussion
Turn back like a hurricane
Bust your head like * Cain
Now you a blood stain
If she head my home
My roof top
~Always gone
(All three guys) We always gun, They fed up *
(all guys)
I put them on a hill!
~She crucified
I buried my own chilld!
~She Mummiefied
I put them on a hill!
~She crucified
I buried my own chilllllllllld!
~She Mummiefied
Monty Eyes
(Doom Metal, Squillish vocals contemplative steel pan-ish beat. Less lyrics more sweet melodic metal tune which is peaceful yet chilling.)
(Soft electric melody)
Mr. Monty Eyes
Frozen in time
Brought me Medusa
Women freeze when you see them
A sweet chill when they look at you
Through. Those. Big. Beautiful.
Vacant eyes!
Mr. Monty Eyes!!!
(Guitars)
(Chime keyboard beat)
(Video: Eyes staring in darkness)
(Gut wrenching guitar peel back like scratching nails)
(Back to smooth Verse melody)
Time gone with the wind
Carved me like a stone
You're presence means no one's home
Cut down you were a rock
Rock to my endeavors
Now or whenever
From you came her
Love is never blind!
See through me
Sweet. Monty.
Eyes!
Eyes!
Mentally Challenged
(Doom Metal)
This is a mental challenge
Not equiped
To stand the test of time
Let me touch the toddlers!
The adults led them the wrong way for what is forever
And to this day I still don't understand
Just what has been derived from a wild guess
To be the topic of a conversation
But not all things needs an explanation
I learned how petty is man kind
To deprave themselves with useless trivial squabbles
When a human man is simply not able to grasp the concept
But follow!
Just differentiate your stupidity from my metal disability
Bright Idea
(Death Metal)
Just another bright idea
It has come to murder
Let me strap you to this chair
It has come to murder
Though I will never figure you out
It has come to murder
Some of your will try
My vengeance
And when you feel the shock
Not all of you might die
Electrify you mind
With a head full of ideas
You make a stupid face
Executioners in place
Inmates might *culate
Choose you death
I say to choose your death
How would you like to die?
How would you like to diiiiiiie?!
(Sing)
Oh you prefer the happy ending
But you fail to think it twice
And now you got some time to spend
Story of your life
Fight Yourself
(Technical Death)
(Rave Verse Different Voices)
(Janky metal beat)
(Sophisticated Voice)
It's like a forest?
I'm going hunting, I'm a ghost
Put your gun sign up, * girl
Let's stare clear from this road
(Drop)
(Drills)
(Voice losing control)
Why don't you stay away from me
You are just another, thot!
Is saving you worth the troubles
I need this baby, Top!
(Drop)
(Crash)
(Perverse Voice)
You made me soil myself!
You're just another butt
I will need a diapers
Who's to say what you got guts!
(Drop)
(Deadly Voice)
Rahhh, Growl just like a mut
I will bury you
You animal
Without a single thought
(Drop)
(Careless Voice)
Relax the pus in your head!
The other me have not
Lost you find direction
At every. single. cost!
(Drop)
(Demonic Voice)
Procrastination (Horse!)
In production (Horse!)
No frustration (Horse!)
Kill castration... (Horse!)
(Drop)
(Murderous Voice)
I dig, I dig
Her trunk shake
My muddy shove
Kaplunk
(Drop)
(Sociopath Voice)
She got two guns in her hand!
Both of them is mine
I thought the sex was boring
I'm going mad like Yose' Sam
(Drop)
(Feminine Voice)
You bite your toenails!
Shave the hair off your hand!
But I don't like the lotion!
I can't hold on, I'm going!
(Drop)
(Host Voice)
Know my blood is your wine
Feed on me, Eat my hand
Take it all
It's your head!
(Drop)
(Screamo Voice)
Chorus Verses Verses!
Verses Chorus Verses!
Verses Verses Verses!
Thought us, Fought us, Verses!
Hands in Rapture
(Technical Death Metal)
I love you baby
Just eat the hog
Smile through smug teeth
You will crawl
I need your praise
You complement them
I'm not a friend
They need attention
Validation
My heart not found
Don't blame a *
For being a dog
And still a dog knows
when it is wrong
(chorus)
I hit my wife
Like equal rights
Her hands in Rapture!
The cover fine
But inside
Your ear declined
She has the snake eyes
And soft spine
With no hands to put mine
Her tail was crucified
Like ...
No girl can run
You better hide
(Verse)
Love me baby
The cowl man say
The god book gay!
The girls who betrayed
Led men astray
I'm Adam
I'm Samson
Like Solomon
I know your dumb
Devolution come
You raise your hand to offend me
I got a knife to scale and watch you crawl
To the river, blood to thick to wash the dirt right off you skin
Just look at what your hands do
You don't need them anyway
Who so Thinketh, Doeth
(Popping Death Metal)
(Chorus)
Sometimes when I murder you in my mind
I go blind
Predatory on your spine
Hot red wine
Need my medicine then I'm fine
I think about * and I think about death
Deadly
Metal
Who?
Skull
(Metalcore)
(Fast)
Like sharks to purity tides throwing salt in ones eyes
Not the first time that the Mother Earths cried
I'd skuld the water blowing steam in to the air
The ghosts
Relax
You had a good run and times coming to a end
Break down the walls built around on self
Like scales shedding to soft skin
If you run from the water you only land on the fire
Just burn
I see skeletons burning no differences in the faces I've seen
Everything and start over again
Take notes
Soar higher as every moth will be pulled in
The surface tension is a savoir that kept you from drowning
(Sing)
You have perverted humanity to something else
Obscene
And though we are just animals
I'm free
I lift my face to touch the sun with my bone dry
Creepiest smile ever seen
Vert (Interlude)
(Core)
I pull it to the side
You see inverted skies
My rabies mouth I glide
I'm going to fix you up
You up (echo)
(Telecast tuning)
Seether
(Perverse Thrash Voice)
I'm such a lady's man
It's getting hot in YeeeeAH!
You weren't born with clothes
To see the hell fireeee-AH!
Oooooooh a pressure cooker
Live the water you will fire-AAaaaaH!
So tense it made me sing
My baby had to lie
Just to see a gangster cry
I won't blame hear but some dude is gonna die
Nature Horror
Just like the tiger
I watch the mother
I see the widows spitting poison
Into one another
The nature horror
You can't escape
It's something you have lived by
I'm bound to murder
Lies like a cobra
A crab soldier
I sailed the seas
The sands of time
I'm everything
And nothing you can live by
(High Pitch Voice)
Ooooooooooh the pain pain Seethers!!