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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.

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

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

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!

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!!