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Super Satan Terror Demon 665​.​5

by Narcosis

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1.
Butcher! 06:36
Butcher! Deep inside this brain the cruelness surrounds Sick bloody thoughts which can never be found Impossible feelings which should never be shown Better keep them away, leave the horror alone I promise you heaven but I’ll take you to hell And sure you will follow, bound by my spell Better keep that in mind what I have to say You have already reached your final day Butcher! Butcher! Your struggle is useless, this is my game Well, this might be funny but they say I’m insane They think that I’m a loser getting nothing done (Haha) But killing the winners that is my fun I take all your clothes off and kiss your breasts A frightened heart still beating under this chest I straddle your legs to open the vault My knife’s slipping in – deadly cold Butcher! Butcher! I raped you once I’ll kill you twice Your throat is getting strangulized You feel the jerk which floats your cunt In a mud of gore I fuck you dumb Down on the ground between the dirty leaves You’re lying thrashed, trying to breathe I insert my fist right from behind Your anus gets wide – unnatural - unkind I pound it up the whole shitty way This is the place where I like it to stay I rip it out and see the smud on my hand Now I’m a winner – you suckers be damned Butcher! Butcher! I take your head that you can suck my dick You have to throw up but I don’t stop taking head The cock in your mouth causes the final black out Still you are suffering but not screaming loud This bullet shall seal your useless fate It’s time to let him loose my dreadful hate Your head’s getting thrown all over the ground The horror ends with an awful sound Butcher! Butcher!
2.
Saviour 05:43
Saviour Trapped in your breed, faked in your mind Born to the cross, taught to be blind Proud of your god, proud of his son Sick is the blessed, taught to be dumb You'll be mine I'll take control Torrid flesh for me You'll have no chance no way to leave Despair's what you see You'll be my slave eternally The chains are my believe You hail the cross, you pray to god Christianity What's the price which you pay? What's the dogma? What's its gain? Your heaven's such a hell The debris of your dreams The figment of your Lord A vision of your breed Where's the god you obey? Where's your heaven ? Where's your saint? Your fortune fades away The outrage starts to live The chaos grows to reign Your Jesus dies the death You'll be mine I'll take control Torrid flesh for me You'll have no chance no way to leave Despair's what you see You'll be my slave eternally The chains are my believe You hail the cross, you pray to god Christianity
3.
Der Rote Lutscher Ich hass' rote Lutscher Ich hass' rote Lutscher Ich hass' rote Lutscher *gurgl* Ich hass' blaue Lutscher Ich hass' blaue Lutscher Ich hass' blaue Lutscher *gargl* Ich hass' gelbe Lutscher Ich hass' gelbe Lutscher Ich hass' gelbe Lutscher *grunzl*
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Guts grown in the underworld Worn out creeping, wrecked up freezing He's lying in the dust Helpless struggling, unconsious aching In endless underground Scars burn on his pale dead face Desperate cries his mind The blood runs from his fingertips As he's scraping on the stones The guts grown in the underworld This tumour pains his life The tears thrown through the underworld Suffer but survive!!! Chambers crushing, sight is fading At point dementia Fluids dripping, fluids hardening Warmth is leaving life Crawling nervous, lost his bearing Anxiety reds his eyes Cold hand of death longs for remains A race without a move The guts grown in the underworld This tumour pains his life The tears thrown through the underworld Suffer but survive!!! Desperation, Motivation Two words surround his brain Loneliness and Isolation These things which drive insane Strong walls break down in earache sound Horizon is to see He spreads his wings looks to the sky Flying to be free The guts grown The blood thrown The guts grown The tears thrown

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released December 1, 2002

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