Lyrics:
Limb to limb, split spine to sternum
Ripped open and spread out
Swallowed in my bowels
Anything to make you stay
Anything to make you stay
In my blood
Rise! The Golgothan!
Voracious shit demon
Viciously conjured from the bowels of the earth
A foul concoction
Pristine porcelain befouled by
Cathedral Master Builder
Cathedral Master Builder,
Loyal servant of God,
Force from the deepest bowels of Notre-Dame.
Cathedral Master Builder,
"Infinite" down to the last "Relapse" album he's still shittin'
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly, until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
liver removed and his bowels unplugged,
And his nostrils ripped and his bottom burned off,
And his balls...
ROBIN: That's -- that's, uh, that's enough
"Infinite" down to the last "Relapse" album he's still shittin'
Whether he's on salary, paid hourly, until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him
earhole like: Fuck what you hear
Now that's what I call hardcore, let's act fool
Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I pack tool
I been shitty, I'm from the bowels
worry that my liver's big and it hurts to the touch
I worry about my health and bowels
And the crime waves in the street
I'm really just your average
'Cause right now I'd do anything to just get my bowels evacuated
In the bathroom, I sit and I wait and I strain
And I sweat and I clench and I feel
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
to clean the shit from my bowels
A really hot girl walks by with a fat ass
But I'm just wondering if Hefty really holds the most trash
Forgot my card
to piss out
I mean, I like the taste, could've saved myself 6 hours
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu?
Hold up, lemme move my bowels
pulse, she gotta hold my hand
I blow the fuse on the encephalogram
Satan sent her from the bowels of hell
I should have recognized old Jezebel
I
I’m sippin on a molotov
Lose bowels, this sh-t so easy
to piss out
I mean, I like the taste, could've saved myself 6 hours
How many times can I go to Mr. Chow's, Tao's, Nobu?
Hold up, lemme move my bowels
me
So do not strut my way, slut, because
(You don't own me)
Now here we go, go, go
And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels
obfuscate
Fear clings to the skin now further within
The bowels of this Labyrinth hell
Gray Sisters sing with a deafening din
As they further unfurl their
Your tongue will be torn your bowels my food
your body impaled of shit will be full
now foolish warrior hear my words
You are condemned and you will
The court is risen
From the bowels of a wilted village flooded in quarrel
Beneath the trees breathes the blood pact to reclaim our soil
of gore
The means to your pathetic end
Emaciated giblets rearranged on the floor rotting
Some might find me deranged but I'm merely an artist
Bowels
Searching for mercy theirs none in his eyes
De-bowled and hung
Feed your face to the dogs!
Bowels in bowels out?
[solo AA]
Take a look in his
Claiming my next victim for a filthy feast
Nauseating hunger for human feces
These lesion ridden cunts mean nothing to me
But their bowels possess
Crawling like a thunder slug
Now it smells like a war drug
Here it comes slowly
Here it comes slowly
Deeply buried in the bowels
Now it
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