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This Is Why I Don't Write Death Metal Lyrics

(insert generic death metal song title here one) Human blood bath Soak in ejaculate and human waste Got a taste for the diseased human race Acid melting face Drink from the spewing flesh Gurgle and gargle to the dying beat Of a victims last gulp of tarnished breath (insert generic death metal song title here two) Skull cracked and bleeding Blood puss filled wounds seeping Immaculate Christ unjaded Aborted abortion Born and bathed in afterbirth Blown and constipated in foreign fecal matter Torn from arms of zombie flesh Decaying in the hot summer sun Baked in the hot summer sun (insert generic death metal song title here three) Trash my intended victim with nothing better to do Than torture kill fuck and torture some more Death does not last in the flesh Emancipated from life Just a breath away from dying Hang on to the threads of the noose Strangulating the frustrating last gasp of air Torture kill fuck and torture some more Out of boredom and out of time Boredom kills You better watch out I’m coming for you (insert generic death metal song title here four) Hollow eye sockets Wretched Reeking Filthy scum Plastered on crimson caked hands Bloody dirt beneath the fingernails Scratches scraped in the walls From bodies dragged thru the hall Down the stairs to the killing room Meat hook art show of disembodied And disemboweled corpses Dismembered in some horrorshow freakshow Bowl of human remains cooked on the stove For this years All-You-Can-Eat chili fest Lick savory lips with salted tongue Hunger pains from cannibalistic urges The brain tastes best when paired with a good wine Eat, drink, and be merry Tomorrow you’re on the menu
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Sep 17, 2011
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