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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.
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!!
