Lyrics:
the unholy ground, smash the leaden stele of this mausoleum of doom.
The Devil led me to this place, ancient and possessed,
In the bowels of the necropolis.
the belly of America
Lost, in the stomach of America
Broken down, in the bowels of America
Sinking, in the garbage of America
Stuffed, in the brain
You can't always be fabulous or in control
Sometimes you just got to roll with the punches
Or the punch bowel
I can handle a few new names
Call
It was not enough that we were bought and brought to this home as the slave, locked in the bowels of a floating shithouse, watching those we love
and
pushed him off the shelf
Bathed in burst
blood and bowels
he swayed
If Judas' betrayal
was predestined
The story's hinged
on cruelty manifested
made a trouser cough
I've whistled in me Y-fronts
I've just peeled one off
I've blown my bowel bugle
I've been eating peas
I've broken wind
I've dropped
make the crowd move
What can you say
I talk that shit cause it sound good
Bitch I got paid
Think I'm the shit like some bowel move
No nick cannon but I
the shit, yo word to my bowels
I don't wear snapbacks, yo I wear crowns
Price as rich if I wasn't this blick
Price as big if I wasn't this proud
Yeah,
Feeding
Into the bowels of
Entrapment
I descend deeper into
The flames of the world I can no longer bear
Hiding
From the immediate life
Vacuum
to knock yo bowels loose
I dont give a fuck about you or your junkie ways
Bro, you can die from needles in yo junkie veins
Yo, this the way I feel and no
pectoral skin flakes away
As my crushed bowels evacuate much to my dismay...
Faecal tripe - take the bite
Urinary swill - take your fill
Squeeze out
This is my body feeling good
This is my body feeling good
This is my bowels feeling good
This is my bowels feeling good
This is me tickling you!
and soaked
Lungs now flooded
With bicarbonates and boiling soap
Orifices pumped and plugged
Rectal membrane split
Evaporating your bowels
Anal muscle
My bowels are wise. My wise old bowels!
Downloading. Downloading.
My eyes say:
WEBSITE! WEBSITE! WEBSITE!
CHORUS:
Speak with your body.
Feel
and floor.
Extracting from the bowels of his hands
The fire of a new life is an embryo.
The palm compressed by an impulse.
It's like I'm not controlled by
the process started
the strength will rise from the bowels
can't stop the explosion in your head
exhaust valve
strait jacket
melancholia takes your hope
bowels and pretty smiles
We, black mass of leftovers
Decrepit crowd, we fear no rites
She is legion
Castle of bones, cathedral of sand
Nose broken with
much hurt this will be your last fight
Many have fallen to your hand
I'll stand for their name
You reek of the shit
Of the bowels of hell from which
Human hearts are so hollow
So who will you choose to follow
Come forth my unholy host our lord of slavery
(Slavery)
Straight from the bowels
condiments
Can come enjoy the show
We can stare into the sun
In the bowels of the sky
We can spit into the wind
It can hit you in the eye
In a town that's been
of reptilian fiends
They lie devolved and dangerous in the bowels of the earth
The creatures live beneath the ruins
Exist before man ruled the world, when
on your back
This is how and when you will be victimized
Cold steel alterations to begin this enterprise
Stomach punctured bowels slowly flowing out
cuts too clean for the clowns
And this rust bites deep into the bowels
Lord lift my soul
I'm down and out
I got no where left to go
And it ain't my fault
Screw your fucking streaks
Screw your fucking streaks
You post your every bowel movement cause your life is bleak
Do you really think that anyone
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