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Showing posts with label SONG LYRICS OF THE WEEK. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

SONG LYRICS OF THE WEEK!!!

Ya know, I never thought I'd live to see the day when I might think, not even for a nano-second, that parental warning label stickers were at all neccessary. And then I stumbled across the album DEVIRGINATED GENITAL PULP (Forever Underground Records, 2003) by Detroit, Michigan's charming and erudite Mutilated.

Trust me, you don't want to see this cover any larger.

It's pretty much your standard death metal/grindcore, but holy mother of Cthulhu, check out a sampling of the lyrics! Lennon and McCartney it ain't, and I bet GG Allin must be kicking himself in his grave for O.D.ing and not doing a tour with these guys! But I'll let their poetry speak for itself.

HER SPADED ANUS

An unusual wretched slut who craves not vaginal penetration
But needs her turd hole stretched beyond Its limitation
She pays top dollar to any shmuck with a dong
Such a filthy cunt, she’ll let you blow it on her tongue

Doesn’t care if shit stains her mouth
She loves the taste of stool

Hands on her ankles head on the floor
Exploding her anal pool

Her ass’s next encounter will be with my calloused fist

Yes, I will jam my hand into
A place were a bunch of guys have pissed

Her ass sucked it up way too easy
To receive any pain
So I jammed it in even further
Just drove this bitch insane

It’s time to excavate
What this cunt holds so sacred

Withdraw my arm from her ass
And make the bitch taste it

Suffer she is destined
She never tasted her intestine

Picking a place to carve a hole in
So I can masturbate into her colon

Stabbing an inch above her sphincter

I make a mess of her crack
Jizzing in her stinker
I show her Her pulp-like asshole
Lying in my hand

She begged for me to put it back

So I kicked her fucking teeth in

Grinning, knowing this chick cannot blow a fart

For I’m the motherfucker who ripped her ass apart

(pause to regain even a shred of tastefulness)

Yep, that's pretty nasty. But the next one is far worse, so it's only fair to warn you before you proceed any further.

YOU ARE NOW OFFICIALLY WARNED AGAINST READING THE NEXT SONG IF YOU ARE IN ANY WAY A DECENT HUMAN BEING.

Okay, don't say I didn't warn you. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you...(drum roll, please)

HOLLOWED OUT CUNT

Disgusting, unconceivable craving for pussy

Beautifully butchered creampies so bloody

Nipples removed to expose slimy fat

Leaking rancid stenched goo

Squeezing tits till they're flat

Hedge clippers are my choice of tool

One blade in her cunt
The other in her ass

Gently in place only to be savagely hacked

Pussy and anus now one giant shit smelling gash

Not only do I fuck the attractive gory soggy hole

I jam my fist in as far as it will go

Colon, bladder, and uterus
Blended into jelly

All done with my hand
 inside her belly
Removing handfuls of internal glop

Soon to feed upon rank piss smelling slop

My cock is hard as it sloshes through the mess

It only makes me hotter as I stab her chest

Hearing bone crunch as blade slams through her sternum

Must fuck the wounds between her tits so I can cum

I’m sweating like a fucking pig

Now she’s not that elegant after I blow my load

I throw her pieces in the garbage

(another very loooooooong pause)

So. Do you think these guys may have some issues with women? I admit that I'm on board for "Disgusting, unconceivable craving for pussy," a statement that defines about 97% of my waking existence, but the whole thing just goes on to plumb new depths of awfulness from that point on. Are these guys serious? I don't think that they're writing this stuff as a means of redirecting any actual urges to vaginally/anally mutilate people, but do they consider this to be in any way artistic? Are these merely the plaintive musings of a bunch of guys who've never gotten bare tit, let alone been granted an invitation into the Good Place? And, knowing plenty of women who are into metal, even the harsher death metal variety, I'm curious to hear what they have to say about this one. Yeeeeeeesh... 


Mutilated: they were somebody's babies once...

Thursday, May 03, 2007

SONG LYRICS OF THE WEEK

Here's a tribute to Peter Kurten — look him up and be horrified — the infamous "Vampire of Dusseldorf," by that feel-good, satirical death metal combo, Macabre!

"Vampire of Dusseldorf" (to the tune of the Can-Can dance, sort of), from the album "Sinister Slaughter" (1993)

I need a victim to do things sickening/ I just want to make you bleed.
My knife is gashing, your blood is splashing/ To see your blood is what I need.

I'm going to strangle you/ and I'll slit your throat too.
I love to see your blood run/ and that's the thing that makes me cum.
I'm going to kill you/ just because I want to.
I'm the Vampire of Dusseldorf/ and I will cut your life short.

My hands are choking, my knife is broken/ an orgasm is what I need.
Your blood is spilling, the sight is thrilling/ To cum I need to see you bleed.

I'm going to strangle you/ and I'll slit your throat too.
I love to see your blood run/ and that's the thing that makes me cum.
I'm going to kill you/ just because I want to.
I'm the Vampire of Dusseldorf/ and I will cut your life short.

Every single song on the album is about serial murder, and the band — Nefarious (bass/vocals), Corporate Death (guitar/vocals), and Dennis the Menace (drums) — even released an concept album about Jeffrey Dahmer that reportedly sounds like a musical. Charming.