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08-23-2005, 05:04 PM
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For sure. I used to be a huge fan years ago. Now I'm rediscovering them again. I really dig Max's lyrics.
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08-23-2005, 05:51 PM
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GOREROTTED...."Hack In The Back Dumped In A Sack"
The Specimen lies there on the stone Fluids bubbling from his nose Tongue protruding from his mouth Eyes all swollen popping out Slice him open across his throat Cut through muscle tissue and bone Crimson blood spills on me One more twist his head comes free Cut in pieces, sealed up in packs Hacked in the back and dumped in a sack Cutting off the rotting palms Wrap them up tight, put them in jars Score from chest to pubic bone Pull apart and cover your nose Take out the stomach kidneys & liver Serve up fried for a dainty dinner Split the diaphragm under the ribs Find the lungs, put your hands in Cut in pieces, sealed up in packs Hacked in the back and dumped in a sack Hang the body in the shed Using meat-hooks through the legs Catch the blood as it drips from the stump Like the others from the past The naked belly, full of cysts Smells so good, I cant resist I know inside this ones the best As I eat the rotting chest
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Hang the body in the shed Using meat-hooks through the legs Catch the blood as it drips from the stump Like the others from the past The naked belly, full of cysts Smells so good, I cant resist I know inside this ones the best As I eat the rotting chest
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08-23-2005, 05:53 PM
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Hang the body in the shed Using meat-hooks through the legs Catch the blood as it drips from the stump Like the others from the past The naked belly, full of cysts Smells so good, I cant resist I know inside this ones the best As I eat the rotting chest
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08-23-2005, 07:19 PM
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GWAR LYRICS
"Womb With A View" Fiendish and crude Froosty and lews This is the life I have whored myself to Spackled and battered and smothered and covered And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued Your womb Your breeding sac Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate Your womb is a sewer I grunt at the grate Your womb is a sewer Your womb is manure but still, I'm worse My life is a sinkhole Egregious and rude Worm fested and filthy Froosty and lewd A womb with a view When one becomes two Fuck you Never to matter the number of flies feasting the flab that bolsters your thighs Your womb Your breeding hive Womb with a view I see you I was born Deep in the void Raped by millions I soon grew Annoyed! Could I somehow elope? Like a molecule in a microscope So your womb won't become the tomb of our dead baby Never to matter the number of flies Lapping the flab that bolsters your thighs Womb with a view When one becomes two Fuck you Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate Your womb is a sewer I grunt at the grate Your womb is a sewer Your womb is manure But still, I'm worse
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08-24-2005, 03:15 AM
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Oxidized Razor Masticator
Chomping and splicing, your gums sliced to shreds Tattered bloody ribbons, incisored skin is shred Scraping on sore teeth, cracking and chipping Shredding and mincing raw nerve endings Salivating - sanguis, phlegm, froth and foam Masticating - your mandible stripped to the bone Mangling your tongue, bloody torn and dripping The swollen savage muscle frayed and blistering Your vocal chords severed, your lips are mutilated Masticating carved palate as your mouth is grated Only raw gargles croak from your throat A trickling death-rasp as you choke A silly grin carved from ear to ear Spurting mucus and tongue as your wind-pipe tears Gaping and sore The rusty razors bore Skin hangs and seeps Peptic ulcers bleed Your mouth is a sea of cartilage, rabid saliva bleeds Swallowing shredded tongue and pulverized, crunching teeth Respirating a bolus of rusty razor blades Asphyxiating bloody garotte, tearing your jugular vein
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Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet
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08-24-2005, 04:45 AM
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That's a rad picture.
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08-24-2005, 05:28 AM
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I am surprised Moonie hasnt posted some lyrics in here
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08-24-2005, 04:11 PM
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Yeh me too actually, he might be bust sorting out the people on his list.
Some \m/ TANKARD \m/ Puke Drink! this beer is for my health And have a couple more Drink! Until the beer is gone And pass out on the floor Puke! Puke! I drank too much Vomit on the chair Puke! Puke! I drank too much Even in my hair Drunk! The room is spinning It's turning round and round Drunk! My stomach let me know As I fell to the ground Farewell To A Slut Coming home 6 a.m. had a night of excess When she opened the door I puked on her dress She says that I'm lazy - a cooser and fool A longhaired drunkard, no good at all She wants me to work but work makes me sick All that I want is a cunt for my prick You damned whore - I'm sick at all your shit You damned whore - I'll bury you in a pit Hell what should it do with such a bum slut Too stupid at love, to ugly to fuck Hiding and scolding boring all night The longer it lasts the worse it becomes You damned whore - I'm sick at all your shit You damned whore - I'll bury you in a pit She screams and complains drives me crazy all day If she says one more word I'll blow her away I'll cut her to pieces I'll beat her with chains I'll dip her in acid till nothing remains Now I'm free here in jail getting drunk on my beers Fuckin' wardens all day for the next 20 years
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