Lyrics:
the country we should next help invade
What a bloody carnage you cheered us into
And the others like you
You never wore a uniform
Unless it was a uniform
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
Black plagues, line a fading sky.
A dying world stripped to the bone,
Intoxicated by the madness.
Blood weeps from open wounds.
And still the fires
light your wounded torso
Darkness absorbs your pain Your god is dead
There is no salvation
Demonic ritual carnage - marked by the sign of the beast
Endure these last fleeting moments
Reality begins to crumble
Our window into space and time shattered by an instant of dire reality
For what
and perversion
Flourish here.
Underworld rises
Prepares for a brutal carnage
Carried by the stench of the dead
Which brings torture
cnd pain
The dungeons
of carnage being raised through the land
Agonizing souls will suffer a slow death
They'll rot to the core till bones and till flesh
Stench of putrid piles
the booth and let me tell y'all the truth
We kick down doors
Save all the h20 for front rows
Live in the bank and watch what stank hoes
Stay chromed out
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
The mirror reflect the self
The soul searcher lost in space
Without a question
Without a reason
Without any single explanation
This carnage
The mirror reflects the self
The soul searcher lost in space
Without reason
Without question
Without any single explanation
This carnage narration is
Our innocence, tortured and chained
Exploited by your own reflections
Your golden kingdoms, rotting infections
Smoking stone, breach of trust
Big
Asphyxiation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera
Slowly to taper away dissipate
Absorbing this ultimate carnage
Surrounding me
Soaking in entrails
momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
She's a three toed stank ass cross-eyed bitch!
Kid Rock... check it,
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
Modified
Corporal carnage
To assume the shape of
A madman's
Disposition
To be displayed
The gross
Unclothed body
The eyes replaced with
Cowards are unholy
Parasites that hide
Detonate the human bomb
Hands are all awash in blood
Carnage from the scriptures
Slaughter of the lamb
Tribulation - desecration
Immolation - my salvation
The altar surrounded by lust
Pleasant violent carnage right
Craving for infernal crypts
Give credit to evil
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
Shadyside 1666 her severed hand would control this land
Haunted by an entity that would plague this town for centuries
Carved in stone a soul is
Aye, Aye, Aye
Marry Jane, she be in love with cocaine
She be in love with the paint, she be in love with the stank
Bad bitch, slim waist, she going'
and violence
Fuelled by greed and ambition
They make their way, through carnage and violence
Born to fight and conquer
Worshipping their strength
They fear no
john drawers, long john stalls
Any stank puss' make my long john pause
Women on their cell making long john calls
And if they like to juggle, get long
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