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Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Misanthropic Carnage (Severe Torture) · Goremageddon: The Saw and the Carnage Done (Aborted) · Wacken Carnage (Bloodbath) · Works of Carnage (Krisiun) · Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Ski Wintergrooves - Mixed by Carnage (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Misanthropic Carnage [Bonus Tracks] (Severe Torture) · Carnage in Worlds Beyond (Enthroned) – and 90 other albums »


around this farm lead astray
Where a family's preparing to eat and to live
A big bloody nightmare

Carnage
Family
Carnage
Schyzophrenic

Three
smoke clears 
I'll be on my way to buy a couple of beers 
And if your black, you get knocked quick by beastly mallet 
I chop up poor punks like salad 
I
that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun

Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights
of carnage surround your weakness
Crash down like oceans, wait for the light
In total darkness, drowning in bleakness
Awaiting death's grip, cry out for
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of vein
Showing no mercy I'd do it again
Open up your eyes
You
soul
With the moon I run far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of vein showing no mercy I do it again,
Open up your eye, you keep
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of vein
Showing no mercy I'd do it again
Open up your eyes
You
the layers of decay with vicious rancor and bitter scorn
To get at the cold, dead heart of the matter which we bring forth to
Mourn
Carnage canonized
We
the neck of the white dove
Run down by the tracks above

Whip the back of your messiah
Your peace kills by death
Bow your head, the prayer calls to violence
and carnage
Piece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I don't care
Get the bird, bring her down to the ground
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of vein
Showing no mercy I'd do it again
Open up your eyes
You
Break the neck of the white dove
Run down by the tracks above

Whip the back
Of your messiah
Your peace kills by death

Bow your head
The prayer
All night, fire longs for fireflies
All night, lightened by a handgun fire

War is over, and tonight reload my arms

All night, shaking down
Tearing down the wall
The carnage will sprawl
You can't crusade
He'll destroy mankind

His demise, a misery for his community
He battled, through the land
lay awake
With thoughts of murder and carnage

If you lie down with dogs, then you'll get fleas
Be careful of the company you keep

There's only
Tricky :
Here we go again so tricky going flow again
Those chicken cluckers is fakin' pumpin' others
Others breed to sons and deform carnage
Disorder
clearly so oh very silly,

By walking around my town like a fallowfield hillbilly?

You know who you are,

I've seen the way you look at all of the normal
Immortalized by its vice and deified for its carnage

There's money in the air there
All you have to do is reach up and grab it

In basements, garages,
Hurry Up, Show's Startin'
I can't believe they're still having it
I better get my butt in there right now

Ladies and gentleman, welcome
together by rare and scubby music
And we even gather once a year to put it down

[Chorus]
With Tilt a whirls and merry goes, and a carnival of faygo
We're
Hurry Up, Show's Startin'
I can't believe they're still having it
I better get my butt in there right now

Ladies and gentleman, welcome
you to the fuckin' dogs
I'll keep on playin' saint, you keep beggin' me to stop
I ain't a good shot baby, but I'm on a roll
You better get down lady,
blinks
Instincts pop up to the surface like pinpricks
Still flinch
Manhandle the kill switch
Peg meet square, get dismantled by drill-bits
the charm of salomo
Halluzinations and mysterious
Drift him into an inconceivable war

He get stigmated in a holy war
Against apocalyptic mights
Nails
ply
Stricken by death as your life flashes by
>From an autopsy, to a cemetery, then to the grave, your final destiny
Carnage and sin are my blood,