Boy Gore : Full House on the Left...

Death Metal / USA
(2007 - Self-Released)
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1.Medikill...

Your anatomy is strewn across the morgue's sterile floors,
a cadaveric mess left in total dis-arrangement
injected with poisons,you were drug to my lab where I commenced
with a ritual to feed my derangement
discarding the knowledge of my medical schooling
feverishly I carve like a knife crazy maniac
psychotic for autopsy while your viscera's still warm
the lenses of my glasses your innards are steaming...
inspired by osbcene medical texts,and the pathomaniacal melodies of low brow gore music
I murder my victim in such a heinous way that it could only be
compared to something from a horror movie...


2.Behind The Green Door...

Squeal like a pig,your flesh I degrade
encrusted with flaking shit
your hair still dripping with blood and
piss
wriggle and writhe,bound and restrained
as tears fill your eyes,you whine with dismay
gargle my semen you dumb fucking whore
as your beaten and raped,behind the green door
Marilyns locked up in her chamber
I push crackers beneath to feed her
she's screaming and pounding at the locked
closet door,
she begs for her freedom which she'll see no
more,
I'll fuck and beat her,whenever I please,
and it's about time bitch,so get on your knees...


3.Lube Up My Tool...

Lube up my tool,as I make my incision
it's suck dick or die bitch,so make your decision
lube up my tool,with your fucking drool
sperm blast on your face
makes you look like a fucking fool
lube up my tool,as I make my insertion
your pussy is strained from over exertion
lube up my tool,with your fucking spit
drenched in my jizzm bitch you make me sick!!!...


4.Crematoria...

Oh my sweet Crematoria,who's heaving breasts remind me of,
the fatal kiss of suicide,when perfumed with formaldehyde
they tried to take you away from me,so I took away their lives
but first I killed their relatives,their children and their wives,
they thought your death wound end my love for you,but that
was a grave mistake,my hands are still covered with their blood
as from the furnace I collect your remains,
the roads belong to us my love,and those who dare to block our
way,
will pay profusely with their blood,as I make it shower the ground
like rain,
the trunk of my old muscle car is now a shrine to you,a half charred
godess well preserved by embalming fluid,
the cops are on our trail now,as we hide in cheap motels
a deputy pulls us over,so I shoot him in the face...

5.Old Age...

Aged and decayed my flesh rots away
and falls off in flaps like piles of dust
the flys circle where I lay my head like
carrion waiting for for the dead
there growing more impatient
with every hungry second
I'm never gonna die
and I exist just to spite you
OLD AGE-I'm a fucking corpse
OLD AGE-almost inanimate
OLD AGE-bless the heinous lump of meat
OLD AGE - can't admit my defeat
cancer reigns for a thousand years
I force myself to survive,just so I can live
to see the last one of you die
peace I'll only have once your in the ground
dead,
I'll wait here amongst my piles of trash and
rotting excess
(*the rest was improvised*)...

6.Lips...The Passage To Pleasure(GUT Cover)...

(no lyrics just imitating the growls on the original song)...

7.Yes We Really Wanna Hurt You...

(Instrumental)...



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