Dahmer Duck : Anatine Apocalypse

Grindcore / Belgium
(2020 - Self-Released)
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1. DRIED OUT

Energy crisis
Exploding of kidneys
Youth chokes on caffeine
Acting accordingly
High octane
Perform the insane
Desensitized
With guts like a brick

Stroke, stroke, your boat or strike
Meat demands, high speed occupational trance

Chug 'em down
Cardiac calamity
Sodomized
Dried out on life


2. SCUMFUCK SUV

Dead ahead, white privilege
Leisure tank, drivin' on dino
"Move over for I am wealthy"

Time is fucking money
Fuck these kids I'm dropping off
Time is fucking money
Check my fine wheels honey

Killed three children on their
Bikes and joggers alike, move the fuck over

Scumfuck SUV, cancer of the public road


3. CONGO RIVER RENDEZVOUS

I saw a man dive into the Congo rapids
That motherfucker died
75.000 cubic meters of water per second
And a bunch of rocks did the trick
I saw a man dive and die
They say "Never underestimate the power of the undertow"
Though in this case it should've been obvious

Shredded by the Congo river
I'll always chuckle never shiver
Crocodiles ate his liver


4. SURVIVAL OF THE FATTENDEST

I can be a fun guy but I'll be the one to tell you
Drag 'em down
Eat 'em alive
Peck their face off
Fatten up for lonely winters
A demanding sense of humor
Dialogue by design

Feed me empathy
Migrate to my void
Let me swallow you
Let us be forever


5. DOMESTICATED

My body is a Yonaguni temple
I need junk to still my urges
Kept in stasis, procrastinated

Meltdowns behind welding eyes

Slowly eroding
Too numb to fucking move


6. DUCK AND COVER

Mating season is in full swing
I've got fellow ducks to impress
Don't you like these vibrant colors on me
Get a taste of these webbed feet

I've got bills to play
Forcing myself on you
With my corkscrew non-lubed anatine barbey dong


7. THE GREAT TREK

Get bent on physics
Self aggrandizing / your problems
Mean nothing in the vacuum of space

Fly off into the void,
Stillborn duckling from the mother corpse (x3)

Soon you'll be crude oil
Drilled into your head
Spike oceans with burdens


8. BALDING OF BUTTHEADS

Hopping around like a kid on fucking mountain dew
Dreads in a dot, some incense and some harem pants
Crude beat on a laptop, lame excuse to take dope
They call it a gathering

A waste of good psilocybin

Mass drug consumption yields no ambulance


9. YOU MISSED A SPOT

See you walking down the sidewalk
Thinking you're all that
Until I peck at your eyeballs
And shit down your neck
Suck cloaca (x8)

Bet you didn't think
With a uniform this clean
A duck could tear your head off
And come for your spleen

Looks like you missed a spot


10. BREADCRUMBS

Technology springs
The people rejoice
Chrome coated sad addiction
Dead information
In the palm of your hand
Future leap towards the grey skins

How many more "improvements"
Before one of them goes lawnmower-man on our asses

Breadcrumbs for the masses, shit coated with molasses
All the luxury you dream is for naught

The 5G floweth through me

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