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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Oct 19, 2005 19:59:24 GMT -6
Static X - I'm With Stupid  Great pains i've gone to gang slang i've gone to lame brain looking for gold i i have become someone else outside stepping to inside stepping to my side stepping i wade through shit he's a loser he's a loser, she said i am mine, i am mine i am mine, i am mine i am mine, i i can't become someone else he's a loser he's a loser, she said he's a loser he's a loser, she said |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Oct 19, 2005 20:07:14 GMT -6
Suffocation - Thrones of Blood  The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago. What possesses an individual to kill. I have often pondered the thought. Time and time again. Now it's clear to me. They want me to be part of this world they have created. I say fuck you. Don't tell me how to live. Maybe if I eliminate the people. Who fit this so - called mold. My pain will finally be released. And my mind free of thought. The ax struck hard and fast. Splitting the skull in two. She fell instantly. The blood spewed. From where her head used to be. I then struck another blow. Only the lives of others. Can quench my harsh reality. I received much excitement. From these two blows. I must continue to strike her corpse. Once again I brought the tool of my trade. I proceeded to hack several more times. A pile of flesh now lies before me. Unrelenting need to fulfill my lust for death. I must purge the world of it's filth. Disorder scars my mind. With killing fascination. My tasks are far from done. Everything must die. |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Oct 22, 2005 7:44:09 GMT -6
Convulsion - Wrath on Mankind DEMO '95  Slowly exiting the portal gate, Our flesh begins to regenerate Once had met in mortal time, now feel the wrath on all mankind I am the demon that feeds from within, I am the demon that fills you with sin Born from the netherworld thriving on hate, Seeping your mind, Thought reanimates Tie you to the scatted slab, Flawlessly I rip and stab The razor gleams as I sever your throat, As crimson runs I pledge the black oath Evidence of the living hell, rotting bodies bloat and swell Crumbled cities in urban decay, feel the wrath as we slay Through and beyond the portal gate, Weak humans forced to degenerate, once had thrived now is their time Demonic wrath to all mankind, All common reality crumbled and smashed, All things of man reduced to ash, the end so all of time, Now feel the wrath on all mankind. This is one of six songs that we" Dan aka HP=Houndini=, Derek Duffield & I" recorded back in 4/29/1995... |
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Post by |AoD| Horvath on Oct 22, 2005 8:25:07 GMT -6
Meshuggah - Chaosphere *entire album*
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Oct 28, 2005 23:49:52 GMT -6
Avenged Sevenfold - Bat Country  "He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man" Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay. I tried to drive all through the night, the heat stroke ridden weather, the barren empty sights. No oasis here to see, the sand is singing deathless words to me. Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone). Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction. My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone). No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention. As I adjust to my new sights the rarely tired lights will take me to new heights. My hand is on the trigger I'm ready to ignite. Tomorrow might not make it but everything's all right. Mental fiction follows me; show me what it's like to be set free. Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone). Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction. My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone). No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention. So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear. Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem. Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay. These eyes won't see the same, after I flip today. Sometimes I don't know why we'd rather live than die, we look up towards the sky for answers to our lives. We may get some solutions but most just pass us by, don't want your absolution cause I can't make it right. I'll make a beast out of myself, gets rid of all the pain of being a man. Can't you help me as I'm startin' to burn (all alone). Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction. My confidence is leaving me on my own (all alone). No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention. So sorry you're not here I've been sane too long my vision's so unclear. Now take a trip with me but don't be surprised when things aren't what they seem. I've known it from the start all these good ideas will tear your brain apart. Scared but you can follow me I'm too weird to live but much too rare to die. |
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Post by |AoD| Horvath on Oct 29, 2005 5:45:55 GMT -6
Convulsion - Wrath on Mankind DEMO '95 This is one of six songs that we" Dan aka HP=Houndini=, Derek Duffield & I" recorded back in 4/29/1995... dude, great lyrics Convulsion - Wrath on Mankind DEMO '95 This is one of six songs that we" Dan aka HP=Houndini=, Derek Duffield & I" recorded back in 4/29/1995... dude, great lyrics Thanks Matt, but Dan wrote most of it... |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Oct 29, 2005 11:57:00 GMT -6
Cannibal Corpse - Disfigured  Repulsion of beauty drove me to hunt A frenzy of self hate possessing me Violated their bodies, stripped of their pride Tortured and twisted until they have died Hatred inside is all I would find I despise what I see in the mirror Sadistic hateful scum I kill them but it's myself I hate Now I'll do myself too A straight razor will reshape my face First my ears then my nose Blood is gushing continue to carve Erase the face I hate Now I'm hacking at my chest A frenzy of self hate possessed me Controls my actions, controls my thoughts As I scrape away at my skin I fill my tub, with alcohol I plunge into the burning pool The pain intense, my whole body Is drenched in scalding liquid Despite my pain I am able To grab a lighter on the counter The flint ignites, the flames erupt I'm consumed in the inferno Cauterize, my skin is charred Regenerate, more loathsome than before I despise what I see in the mirror Sadistic hateful scum The abomination before my eyes A reflection of me I see an image of disfigured evil I've skinned myself alive Dripping with blood and blistered by fire The face I hate erased |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 2, 2005 20:44:42 GMT -6
Six Feet Under - This Graveyard Earth  Every one of us already plagued Soon to wipe out the human race A planet of life, infected since birth Dominated by power, war and wealth Over time accelerated A vicious circle we have perpetuated We will die before we wake We'll never know it's too late This graveyard earth Time to bleed again and again When it's all over we'll just be bones in the sand Monuments built of stone and blood and skin Decaying through the years and found by no one Over time accelerated A vicious circle we have perpetuated We will die before we wake We'll never know it's too late This graveyard earth We've got our own blood on our hands We are all cursed Our world is dead, another faded memory Desolation - sacrificed for nothing This graveyard earth Our fate we create, but we still destroy Murdering ourselves - time to die…we are all cursed Every one of us already plagued Soon to wipe out the human race A planet of life, infected since birth Dominated by power, war and wealth Over time accelerated A vicious circle we have perpetuated We will die before we wake We'll never know it's too late This graveyard earth |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 2, 2005 21:14:18 GMT -6
Obituary - I'm In Pain  The killing is a need rots in the pain. Fight for the fear of rights. The time is set, scream for their help. Cry through the darkest night. The peeling is the skin rotting the soul. Hailing for the chosen son. Mortality the pain, fearing for the living. Ravenge the chosen one. The darkness falls beyond the grave. Blessing ground in which they save. Even though the time has passed. The souls are fried tonight in hell. Rotting souls in fear of desperate need. Serpent souls in bowels on which to feed. The devil dog is out for blood and parts. The devil craves the blood we're thirsting on. Help me I'm in pain. Help me I'm in pain. |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 2, 2005 21:25:47 GMT -6
Malevolent Creation - Manic Demise  Blood curdled dismemberment Pain beyond scream Slicing through sinew and bone Blood letting extreme Beg and cry sustain your life Streaming like tears your innards flow Simple solution negative end Taste the death, your only friend Feel the neck firm in my hands Wet sounding snap welcomes your end Gurgle of air leaving the lungs Starting to hack begging of Blood curdled dismemberment Pain beyond scream Slicing through sinew and bone Blood letting extreme Live to die unsatisfied Reality now ratified Body heaves hitting the ground Bloodsoaked thud slashing sound Raise your hand reaching high All in vain unmerciful sky Gurgle of air leaving the lungs Choking for life, brain is now numb Manic demise Clasp at my ankles Your face kissing floor Last stroke of the blade You exist no more Manic demise, searing cries Manic demise, dead on the rise Manic demise, absolution mine Manic demise Alone at last embrace my kiss Swift and fast this darkened bliss Through you I go soon to arrive, Victim of manic demise |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 5, 2005 16:30:59 GMT -6
Primus - Professor Nutbutter’s House of Treats  C’mon kiddies gather round. who’s your foremost friend in town? From main to maple the name resounds, professor nutbutter. He’s the one, the humble one, the barkley county prodigal son. Here to serve only you, professor nutbutter. At old nutbutter’s house of treats from jellied jams to sacks of Sweets, There’s creamy and nutatious spreads for all. Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a modest fee Will cure what ails you, guaranteed professor nutbutter. It’s alright, don’t fear the worm. C’mon kiddies don’t be shy be youthful til the day you die. The man the myth, the magic of professor nutbutter. He’s the one the only one the meeklybville prodigal son. Here to help us with ourselves, professor nutbutter It’s alright to fear the worm. it’s all right to fear the worm. the worm, the worm is our friend. Um, but not all of the properties of the worm can be, uh, fully, Fully, well, appreciated by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um It’s, it’s, it’s, it’s ok to, to fear the worm. um, i, myself, have Had no, uh, problems with the worm but in a certain situation, uh, i Would feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could occur? uh, There’s, there’s really no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you Know. fear of the, fear of the temptation is a, more, probably, more, More, appropriate word in this particular scenario. um, the, uh, Well, it, depends on what you want, I suppose. it really depends on, On what you want. |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 6, 2005 21:24:51 GMT -6
Malevolent Creation - Ravaged By Conflict  Smoldering ashes remain Targets have been attacked Regions left in ruin With anger they react Look upon all the fallen lives This tragedy unclear Mass graves fill the ground Eradication feared Conflict has now ravaged their land Conquered by powers the enemy commands Rising from ruin, to far out of grasp Smoldering ashes remain Targets have been attacked Regions left in ruin With anger they react Look upon all the fallen lives This tragedy unclear Mass graves fill the ground Eradication feared Defeat, sealed by fury Rampant, famine and disease Oppressed, hope is crumbling Survive or become obsolete Conflict has now ravaged their land Conquered by powers the enemy commands Rising from ruin, to far out of grasp Defeat, sealed by fury Rampant, famine and disease Oppressed, new leaders in control Survive or become obsolete Conflict has now ravaged their land Conquered by powers the enemy controls Rising from ruin, to far out of grasp |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 14, 2005 14:36:58 GMT -6
SpineShank - Asthmatic  It starts to tear me down Destroyed by what I create It left the nerve exposed Feels like a lost cause Frustration's all I have left It's what reduced me to this Turned me against myself It's still a lost cause I can't keep doing this to myself But it's the only way to forget who I am Your disability Kept pushing me away It went beneath what's so real to me And threw it all away I underestimated The lengths that you would have gone To deny who you are You threw it all away I will keep doing this to myself Cause it's the only way to forget who I am I never wanted your help I never needed your help This failure has to be all mine all mine now I'll turn my back on myself If it's my only way out It can only help me if it hurts I won't give into, I won't give into... I won't become one with your lies I never wanted your help I never needed your help This failure has to be all mine all mine now I'll turn my back on myself If it's my only way out I'm too tired to feel anything anyway I will keep doing this to myself Cause it's the only way to forget who I am I never wanted your help I never needed your help This failure has to be all mine all mine now I'll turn my back on myself If it's my only way out I'm too tired to feel anything anyway I have become one with your lies |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 14, 2005 14:45:08 GMT -6
Ween - Bananas and Blow  Sancho brought a message from the Fat Man "Sorry, boy, to leave you high and dry, but I went to see my mom in Ensenada, and I left a little something to help the time go by Just a little something to help to keep you high" Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow Now the rainy season reminds me of Maria The way she danced, the color of her hair Now I'm locked inside a stall at the cantina Eating the bananas and the cocaine off the mirror Looking for a ticket to take me away from here Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow Bananas & Blow (oh - oh), Bananas & Blow Stuck in my cabana, living on Bananas & Blow |
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Post by |AoD|CorpseSquatch on Nov 15, 2005 13:47:27 GMT -6
MD.45 - The Creed  From the dust of which I came To dust I return again From my mother I am torn With my brothers off to war We escape before the dawn Try to do outrun the sun Take my own life in my hands Fearing God but never man Take my ancient hand, look me in the eye Looking past the lines soon you'll see as I You are young if you want you could be old if you try I can show you how to live but you can't show me how to As the sun stalks the sky I am not afraid to die My ear upon the ground For the ironhorse's sound Encircle glowing rocks One by one each chieftain talks Tales of yore and bravest deeds Coveting their warrior creed Take my ancient hand, look me in the eye Looking past the lines soon you'll see as I You are young if you want you could be old if you try I can show you how to live but you can't show me how to, show me how to die Take my ancient hand, look me in the eye Looking past the lines soon you'll see as I You are young if you want you could be old if you try I can show you how to live but you can't show me how to My hands will bridge the distance of beginning to the end The time for learning ceases it was all wasted and spent From witch doctor to shaman, Kachina doll to chief The spirit knows what ails you, you beg for its relief All that I know, all that I say, my heart beats and my pulse drums Out tribal rhythms pounding through the sky Pounding through the sky Pounding through the sky Pounding through the sky! |
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