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I AM THE ONLY DEVIL HERE
03:51
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you gave it away
When you stutter and blink
I can tell what
you won’t say
No matter now
Cats out the bag
You’ve been let down
mental lag
Oh my pretty victim
Your a pro at least
But where there’s lies
There’s a symptom
No one needs a seer
I know I’m cooked
Because I’m
The only devil here!
here
Make noise for the folks at home
Come let them leer
I am the only devil here.
Come gather round
Fresh meat in play
Cannibal feast
Is the only way
make a great big noise
Tell the world
Your hurt
Throw out your toys
There’s no winners
In this game
Just shout so loud
And get your fame
As I said
I don’t need a seer
I’m aware
I’m the queen not devil here.
is this
How you want it to be
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2. |
APEX PREADTOR SEX DOLL
03:54
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Mark my fikng name
Mark it twice Cos you’ll here the giving same
Know that if I’m here
all is lost Know it and deal as i won’t be crossed
complicate my day
Mix it up and smash it so that no one else can play
don’t stand in my way
There’s a warpath coming and it’s passed time-to fucking pray
Hold down all your noise
Cease this fucking prattling it just annoys
Cast out all your dead
I’m here now so you can step of the thread
Remember you read what you sew
I’ll salt your earth so nothing will grow
I’ll smoke your ashes long
Morticians herb for death head bong
Yes I’m an apex predator
I’m the lord of flys non the less
Yes I’m an apex predator
And a mothfucker more or less
Yes I’m an afex predator
and I smell your mind
Check it out I’m like a buzzsaw
Yes I’m an afex predator
And I can taste your mind
I’ll use your body as a sex doll
If you chew with on me
I’ll chew my on you
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3. |
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This for your heart
And That for your eyes
These for the ones who will weep when you die
This for your limbs
That for your lord
These for the time that you fall on your sword
Rack the gage
And lay them low
Give it up
Nuke me slow
It’s Time to lock
and load
Give it up and
Nuke me slow
this for the end
That for the grave
These for the next
you thought you could save
This for rats
That for the worms
These for the dreams that still Make you squirm
Slow
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4. |
DONKEY BONG
03:15
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Take a hit from the pipe of the dead
Take a hit and you’ll see red!
Take a hit from the pipe of the dead
Fall back to earth and you’ll know dread
the toker tokes
Devils high ... now... comes
necrotic smoke
His mind...will... run
Asbestos dust
Gets into...the... lungs
Red death coughing
Your time..is done..
Hacking bloody
Never felt...so... good
Ripping senses
Like a good... load... should
Load up lungs
Get it... in... your veins
Devour your soul
erode... the... brain
Red
Red death in the lungs
Breath deep
Turns your world to chum
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5. |
THIS MORTAL INSTRUMENT
03:15
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When he's dead dig him up
Bring him in from the cold
Though his hands are all bone
They still know how to hold
His cock or his gun
His sword or his spear
For a monsters a monster
No matter how old.
When there’s rot clear the room
And burn up the sheets
Get the bones in back room
Then in the backseat
Watch or it feeds
Watch or it runs
Death comes in flying
And oh it will cheat
I string this mortal instrument
Hit a chord low beneath the incident
Oh I string this mortal instrument
A bass note that breaks the innocent
Lay it low
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6. |
TANK JR
03:05
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I mean you great harm
So take these bullets
And use them
As a luck charm
Unload the clip
and make it rain
Nothing left
but a blood stain
Blast cage rattles home
Snapping necks
And shrapnel bone
Bad intent in flight
Nail bomb angel
Fresh from the fist fight
I came in hot
Smashed down the door
As you hid
Under your cot
Fire from the hip
Spray the room
Like a scourge
And your skin
I’ll strip
No matter here
Let me tell you now
And make it clear
Listen to words said
Or I’ll grind your life
Underneath my tank treads
Takes of my demise
Are just a rumour
I’ll come to you
Just call me junior
The future will roll over me
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7. |
WHIPPED
02:59
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It spits out the poison
It burns the eyes
Y’know
Another missive
from the underpass
It’s cold outside
Can’t see to breath
That’s all can be said
That’s just that’s been said
We are whipped beat
And put to sleep
Lonely
skip the foreplay
It scars the eye
Y’know
We live beneath
This glass ceiling
Can’t seethe to bleed
And that’s all
That you get
and that’s all
That they get
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8. |
EARTHWOUND
02:41
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In the forest
of burning-cars
Beneath the smog
We can see the stars
this world is nothing
just an ugly scar
Tribes of the moon
We are the bizarre
a rotten Titan
A rotten soul
Calliper legs
your chest a hole
Spider magic man
A dead bell tolls
North Stars trident
White fires goal
we are the children of the earth wound
her body will be our tomb
We are the children of the earth wound
spat out in seasons
from her womb
There’s blood in the air
I can taste the bone
We don’t stand a prayer
Beneath her boiling throne
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