Search results for 'forearm bone'

Bulb, For Later

Snowblink

Long Live

a closed Hilo jail
six cold keys the size of forearm bones

We plant three bulbs for later
When it's later we pull one
It's a hot day, it's a hot day,

May-O-Naize

May-o-naize
May-o-naize
May-o-naize
May-o-naize
They covered me in may-o-naize
And then they ate my bones

Forearms streaked with junkie

the flesh from my bones
It's my sick desire

Pleasure through pain

It purifies me
Cut into my forearm

Grip the rusted blade in my hand

Injected with

Smaller trigger warning for mentions of sh

Rest your head onto your shoulder
Lay your left arm out
Pale white forearms, silver stripes in the rain

Back

Randy Houser

Fired Up

2016

cool as hell, bad to the bone, I knew it all
I remember that needle buzzin' ink, got that cross in my forearm
Hit it pretty good 'til that summer

of the indestructible weapon
To your bones and claws
You may allow to injure yourself
I notice my hearing and smelling is very intense
Got superhuman strength
Got

raw,
Bone so many whores that my boys call me Skeletor
Thick yes bitch a Chipette call her Elanor
Big bone and red bone, what the hell you tell her for
I

Holocaust (Silkworm)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

the side route 

Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the ave. or your lab, get stabbed in bloody 

bath 

While, I'm sippin herbal teas, verbal bees plant

Bloodstained Cement

Cannibal Corpse

A Skeletal Domain

2014

down
Raining down with forearm thrusts
Torrents of blood flow from his eyes
Bloodstained cement

No weakness to exploit
His ambush failed
Hammer

Scars on your forearm but you smiling out in public they don’t know what you got going on
Tears soak your bed sheets
Scared you get judged if you dare

A revolution of felt cloth
That you would make talk
With attention to dote!

Crush the lengthened arm of the enslaver
Shatter bone and sinew of this betrayer

Consuming Impulse

Exhumed

Anatomy Is Destiny

2003

feet out of your blood-soaked sopping boot
Bash open bones picked clean to suckle at the marrow
As your culinary milieu of options inexorably

Of All the violence I have known
And I've known the hum
Of a hand through the air
I've known the tightening of a fist in my hair
A forearm weight

and
The pistols in the rear
I'll bang if it was bangless
Now the tracks no longer here
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Smoking then later on
I bone them like

of my forearms
And I'm almost at my last drop
(Take a look at the monster you made of me)
Just soaking into my bones
And my skin
And my heart
Take a look

The static red flames
From Michael's 45. burned Hotter than the blood Leaking from Jerome's lungs As the Slug hit the brick wall Jerome's bones

(What the hell to do)
Take me away

I got another problem and I'm not gonna stop it
I'm gonna wreak carnage on my forearms by carving a socket
A fucking

Talking about a shattered woman
I got a few questions for yall
What in the hell is a shattered woman
Let's find out
Shes dating skull and bones with

eight)
Then another Euro 2008 started in football
Funny story in general, and hit it off with a relaxed hand and the ball hit the forearm
Everyone laughed

In DC they say you lunchin' if you ain't packin' you no heat
Chi-town they say Merch it nigga put it on ya seed
Bone yellin' whaddup doe yea you know

The killer grotesque machine
spilled blood of miserables
Stabbing, dismembering and decapited
Putrid wreckage, with guts hanging
forearms and caskets

new toy
Mack milli 9 milli
cR fifty you can't fuck wit me

Nutta butta cutta till you haters get ya gesture right
cR hit ya forearm leave ya arm off

to the bone
Ever wonder why and how
You came to love these sacred cows?
You ate their own and with no tears
Declared it “bestest nummies, dear”
Yet just beyond

up It's gon', the sun gon' catch us
Tonight we celebrate Life is what we make
You only got one shot So you gotta take it
Feel it in my bones So I gotta