Lyrics:
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesque burlesque drag
All the goose-step girlies with
Their cursive faces and
We know it's all
Compensation, a self-induced coma
Repetition of an error camouflaged with love
The end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay
Grotesque
Here we are at the gallery of the grotesque
Come a little closer just a few more steps
As we enter now we see the neophyte of life
Looking for
Slaves to the appalling
Mutations override the servants' blood
Crowning the grotesque
Crowning the grotesque
Crowning the grotesque
Crowning
the fucking part
I'll be the devil in the shadows
No angels playing no harps
Sick as fuck, the most grotesque
They call me Shox
Nekro Sonix Roms, build
sacrilegends
This is the golden age of grotesque
We're the low art gloominati
And we aim to depress
The scabaret sacrilegends
This is the golden age
Compensation, a self-induced coma
Repetition of an error camouflaged with love
The end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay
Grotesque
of the innocent and defenseless
It's grotesque, a twisted burlesque
A gruesome Halloween, all the cruelty that I've seen
Thus conscience does make cowards of us
abject fright
Freaks abound within this land
Drugs bend them to my command
Grandiose throne of grotesque flesh
Splendour of this malformed mess
Angels
of the innocent and defenseless
It's grotesque, a twisted burlesque
A gruesome Halloween, all the cruelty that I've seen
Thus conscience does make cowards
Synthetic grotesque synthetic grotesque
Synthetic
Creating like a god
With intentions not so pure
Misfigured and left to rot
Only leaving the strong
THE WORLD
GROTESQUE CANINE
GROTESQUE CANINE
GROTESQUE CANINE MONSTROSITY
BELCHES AND SOUNDS OF HELL PRODUCED BY ITSELF
COZZO THE GOD OF CANINE MONSTERS
I reckon
Red bull cans resting on my desk
Words coming out are just grotesque
Can't express what's on my mind
Doing homework but I'm falling behind
mon numéro d'tél s'affiche sur l'alcootest ?
Pas de violence sans raison, regarde mal on va t'mêler, c'est grotesque
J'augmente la pression, tellement
These are my dark arts
The F is silent
Here I present you
The grotesque and violent
These are my dark arts
The F is silent
Here I can explore
But then in jest
Discover what's suppressed
And it's grotesque
Never ever could see
The true lies hiding
Underneath you reach
And find your cup empty
Grotesque, mind, grotesque
Visions
Murder
See myself slashing, the throats
Victims
My friends
Horror
My crimes
Fiendish memory, did I
Kill
know you'll never find
Your faith has left you with an imitation of Christ
Grotesque the lowest
Common demoninator
Grotesque the lowest
Common
Uh
Riskay, uh
Risky
No grotesque, uh
Elected best dressed
You can't pronounce what I flex
Check in with my catalogue
Got new tags from Paris
Old
affront
Il y a de quoi les affoler
J'te dis "Go-less" pas "gros laisse" c'est grotesque anhan
Ils me connaissent et me laissent pas de promesses anhan
J'te
Appearing from the bowels of Hell
A grotesque and immense creature
Breeding hate and terror
Chaos of the impure mankind
Bloody beings!
Hate is
and broken glass
Between jagged teeth
Realise what lies beneath
Grotesque
Abomination of what I suggest
Defined by their views on success
Praise that leave me
you're dealing with forever
Never thought something so grotesque could be so lovely
Now I'm finally free cause this freak fucking dug me
Up out of my
1-2
I bang on my desk
My city's not all grotesque
Should be impressed I'm not depressed
And every damsel's not in distress
Let it rest
1-2 1-2
I bang
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