, I got my revenge Burning all Europe from Rome to Stonehenge Then one day I wandered to a most depressing place Creepsylvania!!! With no food for my face Alone in a grave
CONTROLL RUNNING CHAINGUN LOAD PROTOCOLS ACCESSING TARGETING INFORMATION DIRECTIVE ESTABLISHED DEVASTATION Pulled from the dark of your stony grave
, just pure feriocity... Consumed and left to welter, In shredded entrails and long dessciated pus, Wiping the firt from my hands, As I walk from the grave
trash Six feet closer to your doom From this grave I will exhume Horrid flesh my blade consumes As I destroy your earthen tomb! Vacant Grave To remove
The mouldy earth crumbles under my pick-axe, The hardened turf gives up its morbid harvest, Cracking the earthen crypt with my rusted spade, Disinterrment
, man. where you're guaranteed to score. another lifeless, rotting corpse to rape is all that i crave my unholy need to sow my demonseed makes me find a fresh grave
rot - cuts off his head with an axe... [Necrophiliac Secretions] [Instrumental] [Re-Animation Through Defecation] You now return to dig me up Unearthed from my watery grave
Dig a grave of a nigga lookin' up to me that really had the nerve that he could fuck with me Who was the man in the mass, while I was waitin' to axe
an impassable moat I've heard all the stories told about love Unattainable and pure But there is one love of which I'm sure Your fear as honed as a battle axe
can save, is the truth. Slowly, time keeps slipping away. Leaves still change their colours, prophets lay still in their graves. Erasing all our liberties. Gonna take this axe
the line never should repeat a rattled message deprived us of the rights to exercise dig too deep and you'll be digging your own grave like me. Cause
once in a while they seem to know That this could be their final blow - their final blow I am the one you love and crave I am the one to open your grave My love, your grave
His eyes they close and his last breath spoke he had seen all to be seen a life once full now an empty vase wilt the blossums on his early grave walk
nigga, behind the trigga The sounds of an A-KKK grave digga Devil, the black devil, the devil's black The devil's back, the devil's swinging wit an axe
on you point blank range Strange look coming 'cause Im in all black and I be rocking with the axe Every day life how I'm living Cemetery watch the grave
by a wizard of sorts and my mama, she was a banshee that was drowned by the courts say my little brother Jamie is dead and in the grave and that I'm
down with this killa shit You better get your bitch ass in the house Before you get your fucking neck chopped (What the fuck up with this mothafucking bloody axe
leave your not breathing [Jamie Madrox] Well I can part the sea with the wand of a wizard And turn a hot day into a windy blizzard [Monoxide Child] I can be an axe