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crazy and vile lyrics
congregation, please be seated and open your prayer guides to the book
of revelations, psalm 69
drinking the blood of jesus
drinking it right from his veins
learning to swim in the ocean
learning to prowl in his name
the body of christ looked unto me
a preacher with god-given hands
he wants you to suck on the holy ghost
and swallow the sins of man
psalm 69
the invisible piss of the holy ghost
comes down like acid rain
they're making a bonnet of terminal guilt
the scavengers go on parade
the fathers who write that eternity
is used to fight the sword
have filled you up with the devil's cock
and he'll come in the name of the lord
the way to succeed and the way to suck eggs
^^^^^^^^^ I mean really? Does it get any worse than that? I know you can get more gore but that is about as negative and pessimistic as it gets.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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Unless you are a humorless bible-thumper, I fail to see how that could be considered "as negative and pessimistic as it gets". I don't think those are
good or even clever lyrics, but they're your basic high school level metal head mentality version of religious rebellion. Nothing special or really
all that extreme to me. This is one of the reasons I hate metal, actually. It paints this image of pure evil, but it's this cartoony, fantasyland
version of evil that just shows the mentality of people who never got beyond that rebellious reflex that tries to be as offensive as possible instead
of presenting any kind of useful ideas to stand up against what it claims to rebel against.
Veritas odium parit
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Not saying that it's good,
Not saying that it's right,
But the Virgin Mary may have been
A hermaphorodite.
Motherfuckin' go!
Motherfuckin' go!
Motherfuckin' go!
God is good, God is great,
I think that he might be gay.
Not saying God is gay,
Not saying that at all.
But if Jesus Christ was God and God created all.
Then Jesus Christ created the homosexual.
There might be a little fag in us all.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
They say that God hates Fags,
They walk around so pissed.
Disguise their hate as love,
But have they thought of this.
He made us in his image,
Now listen to what I say.
Then it's a possibility that Jesus Christ was gay.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
Not saying God is gay,
Not saying that at all.
But if Jesus Christ was God and God created all.
Then Jesus Christ created the homosexual.
There might be a little fag in us all.
He made us in his image,
Now listen to what I say.
Then it's a possibility that Jesus Christ was gay.
Not saying that it's good,
Not saying that it's right,
But could the Virgin Mary have been a hermaphorodite?
She was with a child without having a man?
And that's not the only thing that I don't understand.
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Homosexual
Homosexual
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decapitated head licking your cunt
sucking blood dry from yer stump.......
scream....bloody...goreeeeee
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| Quote: | Originally posted by tireironsaint
Unless you are a humorless bible-thumper, I fail to see how that could be considered "as negative and pessimistic as it gets". I don't think those are
good or even clever lyrics, but they're your basic high school level metal head mentality version of religious rebellion. Nothing special or really
all that extreme to me. This is one of the reasons I hate metal, actually. It paints this image of pure evil, but it's this cartoony, fantasyland
version of evil that just shows the mentality of people who never got beyond that rebellious reflex that tries to be as offensive as possible instead
of presenting any kind of useful ideas to stand up against what it claims to rebel against. |
^^^^^^^^^^ High school. Cool. Ministry is awsome.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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Jesus Hitler
Adilf Christ
Is this the second coming
Or the fourth Reich?
His mother a nun raped by nazi
Near the end of the second great war
Gave birth to the son who will change the future
For better or worse he's not sure
I am what should never have been
The ultimate abomination
Have I returned to save the jews
Or to destroy them?
Hear thee my fellow nazolics
Keep der race pure practice eugenics
And swear to the holy swazafix
I have returned
Reich and Roll!
Hess to my left and Hitler on right
Will it be war or peace
Tantalization on his throne of blood
Commands both man and beast
A pair of souls trapped in the body of one
Both prisoners of reincarnation
Torn between good and evil
I have returned for salvage elimination
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HONUS-as much as i can't stand a great deal of what you really like (for my own reasons that i would never hold,nor impose,against you),YOU FUCKING
RULE!
YOU,HONUS,IS WHAT MAKES THE "EDGE" COOL.
YOUR FRIEND,
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Nothing can stop the pain
And nothing can stop the pain
Suffering from anxiety
Somebody somebody kill me
Somebody put me out of my misery
Inner conflict
Inner conflict
The pain it only get worse
And the pain it only get worse
Give up cause there is no hope
Life is Hell when you can't cope
Large two inches maggots decorate my vomit
Infected eyes oozing pus
Acknowledge the stanch of human excrement
Swamps of mucus prevalent
Every hole in my body drips blood [3 times]
Hate is hear
I rip an my face in the mirror
Death approaching
Expiration growing hearers
I'm rotting inside
I'm disgusted with myself
I'm in Hell
| Quote: | Originally posted by REV.PAULIE
HONUS-as much as i can't stand a great deal of what you really like (for my own reasons that i would never hold,nor impose,against you),YOU FUCKING
RULE!
YOU,HONUS,IS WHAT MAKES THE "EDGE" COOL.
YOUR FRIEND,
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Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume...
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| Quote: | Originally posted by panzerkreuzer
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume... |
CArcass was some awesome sickness in the early days....
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panzerkreuzer
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yeah, they ruled with the first 2 records. they play a reunion next summer...
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tireironsaint
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As I said, I don't really find the anti-religious lyrics all that negative, here's a classic song that is about as negative as they come in my book.
I don't like the way I feel
Tell me is this fucking real
I don't like the way I think
My mind is like the kitchen sink
I Hate Myself
I live a life of self abuse
I think it's time to tie the noose
It's too late now to reconstruct
I know I'm gonna self destruct
When I die I'll go to hell
You know I'll like it very well
Lots of junkies just like me
Screaming for eternity
Veritas odium parit
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| Quote: | Originally posted by juandiablo
| Quote: | Originally posted by panzerkreuzer
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume... |
CArcass was some awesome sickness in the early days.... |
YES! I love Carcass. The original gore band using their lyrics as allegory for animal suffering.
BTW, whatever happened with their drummer? Dude was way sick not too long ago.
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How 'bout these?
Many years ago today something grew
inside of your mother...
That thing was you
YOU
YOU YOU YOU YOU
Did she scream did she cry
Only those that are born are the ones that
Get to die
One more year closer to dying
Rotting organs ripping grinding
Biological discordance
Birthday equals self abhorrence
Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new perscription
Bullet in a fucking gun
One more year closer to dying
Plastic surgeons fuel the lying
You forget why you came in here
Your mind rots with every New Year
RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die
Now you're old and full of hatred
Take a pill to masturbatred
Children point to you and scream
Because they will become that thing
One more year of further suffering
There's no point of fucking bluffing
Open up your DETHDAY present
It's a box of fucking nothing
RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life
Happy Birthday
You're gonna die
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"Highest Power"
Your god fucked me up the ass
Jesus Christ sucked my fucking ass
Your bible is such a piece of trash
I am the highest power, the leader of the pack
Hail Mary is so full of shit
Virgin Mary I'll rape that fucking clit
Jesus Christ was the son of a bitch
I am the highest power, the leader of the pack
Your church, let's burn it to the ground
Priests and nuns, let's put them in the ground
We don't need those lames to hold us back
I am the highest power, the leader of the pack
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Demonic Christ - Mendarious Messiah
The time has come for unholy indulgence
The wrath of Satan is near
Battle will soon begin
Demons of hate are summoned from the land of Kur
Warriors from beyond the gate come forth
In all his glory Cthulhu rises from the shadowed depths below
Evil saints awaken from the shadowed depths below
With blackened hate in their eyes
My blade gleams in the dark
Concealed within my alb
Master Therion will take me
And christ shall fall
The holy prepare for their doom
Mockery of the father
Sodomy of the son
Blasphemy of the holy spirit
Desecrate the holy church
His teachings have been futile I serve the dog no more
His book of false prophecies are anointed with fire
(This band's guitarist/vocalist is Jeff Clayton of ANTiSEEN's wife,Dana Clayton)
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GG ALLIN
"Abuse Me (I Want To Die)"
I wanna get drunk and pass out on the floor
Work myself into convulsions, beat my head against the door
I wanna cut my skin, cut it until I bleed
I wanna feel pain, it's the life that I lead
Abuse myself, I, I, I, I wanna abuse my body
Cut it deep, make it bleed
Throw my guts out on the floor
Cut my face until I, when I get knocked
I wanna die before I get old
Get fucked up, then die
I wanna die, die, die I wanna die
Kill me, motherfucker
I never died before
Bury me under the floor
Stick me in the heart, I ain't got one anyway
Stick me in the ass, that's the best part of me
Because I don't care if I live or die
It just don't matter, kill me anyway
I wanna abuse myself, yea
Shoot me, stab me, cut my throat
Hit me with a fucking axe, I just won't croak
Look me in the eyes and what do you see
Stab me in the eyes, you can piss on me
Kick me in the balls, I just don't care
Rip out my brains, pull my fucking hair
Abuse me, kick me, cut me 'till I bleed
Fuck me, kick me, shit on me
I just don't care you see
Destroy me, I wanna destroy you
I wanna die, I don't wanna get old
I don't wanna die old, I wanna die young
I wanna be a scumfuc and I wanna die young
Don't wanna play in no fucking 60's band
Kill me, rape me, do with me what you will
I'm gonna fuck a girl who doesn't take the pill
Maybe she'll have a little boy, or maybe a little girl
I really don't give a fuck, 'cause I'll be dead it's just another world
That's right, abuse me, kick me, cut me, stab me, axe me
Knife me, fork me, fuck me, suck me, beat me, fuck me
Blow me, eat me, stab me, abuse my body, abuse my body
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Discipline
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Damn near anything from GG Allin could fit in this thread.
Like this one:
Ten Year Old Fuck
Well on my cock your mouth it sucks
Well you're ten years old, you're a tight little slut
I wanna eat your shit, wanna eat your shit, you ten year old fuck
Ohhh...yeah...owww
I'm a child molester
The younger the better
Tight twats for me
I'll rape you, I don't care if you're one, two, three
Well if your dad found out he'd fuck me up
Beat the shit outta me in his pickup truck
For rapin' you they'd lock me up in a jail so tight
But my dick told me I better eat you up
You know what, there's nothin' like a cunt
Of a ten year old fuck
I'm a child molester at heart
I wanna fuck your little baby
I wish I would've known you when you were only five
Only five, only five
Coulda made you bleed
Coulda eaten you alive
I coulda fucked you when you were, were only eight
I coulda molested you when you were eight
Because I don't know what it is
With older girls, I can't get a date
That's why I gotta observe to rape
Rape, rape, rape, rape
Little girls, little girls, little girls, little girls
Tight cunt, tight twat
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
I don't care
Wanna fuck a young girl
With no pubic hair
‘Do you know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun. Straight through your heart.’
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^That's what I've never bothered with GG Allin.
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GG can fuck his dead mother. Anyone who listens to shit like that is a chump. You want to support a guy that writes songs about rapping childern then
you are a scumbag.
Fuck anyone who has a problem with what I said, I mean this shit. You make me sick.
MM.
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Either ya' get GG or ya' don't.
Well, its this place where nobody works, and the pigs don\'t give you any shit. Everyone smokes weed and gets drunk all day. Its a place where
cunts like me and you can truly take it easy and relax. Know what I mean?
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| Quote: | Originally posted by metal mulisha
You want to support a guy that writes songs about rapping childern then you are a scumbag.
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I've always felt it's important to support children's musical aspirations, even if it's a genre I hate, like rap. 
‘Do you know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun. Straight through your heart.’
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I won't bother argueing over the GG thing and punk rock.
I think he made his mark for what it was worth.
I don't take much of his material seriously, but as a charachter he sure as fuck amused me.
Some of the stuff he did with Antiseen I dug a bunch.
plus besides, Antiseen's the shit.
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No lord shall stand before myself
I can strike the light and see through the truth
For I'm the Deicide, Dominus, what could you do
Thou has failed you now, one again and always will
On the cross, forgotten son, a sacrifice it had to be done
[Chorus:]
Died for me, well that's too bad I don't believe
Killed my sins of the evil what I am
Your destruction, reasons of a world in pain
Blind disciple, you will never live again
Wage of death, course of life
Unsystematic birth of the Deicide
Eyes of pain, pleads of death
As you're put to rest
Three days to rise
If he lives again he is sure to die
I killed Jesus
Just to see him bleed on his pupped throne
I am evil
I'm the Deicide and I killed the lord
No more reasons
I will kill the world in another form
I rule this world
NAIL HIM
I can strike the light and see through the truth
For I'm the Deicide, Dominus, what could you do
Thou has failed you now, one again and always will
On the cross, forgotten son, a sacrifice it had to be done
oh god, how do i love this record....
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ahhhh yes. Deicide is always a beautiful thing.
MM.
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Deicide and GG both suck and sucked.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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