Junkyard Lipstick : The Butcher's Delight

Thrash Death / South-Africa
(2014 - Self-Released)
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1. BIOTERROR

No protection no solution is found for this pandemic.
Immune defences broken down destroyed.
No vaccine available no one left the planet’s soiled.
Preparing for disease damnation.

World infected and everybody’s dead.
With every drop of water.
Worldwide it multiplied with every breath they died
Shattering their nerves and killing everything inside
Preparing for disease damnation.

And now your world’s abandoned
And few survivors hide underground
They all carry a disease
Bioterror cells.

It spread like wildfire on a windy day.
The cleansing ritual begins.

There is no other way you can’t run or hide.
It’s gonna catch you now.
Chaos created with a simple *cough*.

And now your world’s abandoned
And few survivors hide underground
They all carry a disease
Bioterror cells.

Die.


2. DINA

I’ve got a man with a kid but it’s not with me.
So it’s got to go don’t you know it’s a threat you’ll see.
I’m not gonna be second best that’s not how I play.
Soon you’ll see when you’re with me I always get my way.

Oh I’m not mad. I’m just gonna kill your baby.

I only deserve to have the best of everything from you.
Don’t think you can hide your little “mistake” baby I see right through.
You’ve got to understand this is all about me.
And I’m sorry baby but my love aint big enough for three.

No i’m not mad, I’m just gonna kill your baby.

She’s so jealous and she’s insecure.
Little violent tempered murderer.
Oh what the hell is wrong with you?
What the hell did you do?

So off to the taxi rank I ride such an awful place.
But i’ve got to do what I must do to save my face.
A measly 10k I know that will do.
And soon baby it will be just me and you.

I don’t get mad. I’m just gonna kill your baby.

She’s so jealous and insecure.
She’s a violent tempered murderer.
Oh what the hell is wrong with you?
What the hell did you do?

I’ve lost control, I’ve lost control.


3. SIZE ZERO DEATH MATCH

Pretty girls with sick minds. “we don’t care.
We use and abuse and we fight.
We plunder. we chunder.
So we can look hot for life.”

An apple a day keeps the weight at bay.
Starvation is the key.
“We’ll harm and hurt ourselves
So we can fit into double zero skinny jeans.”

Teeth rotting.
Hair falling out.
Our fingers bleed.
“But we can stick it out.”
Bile rising.
Stomach lurching up.
Acid reflux.
“And we don’t give a fuck.”

An apple a day keeps the weight at bay.
Just for a perfect body.
“We’ll harm and hurt ourselves
So we can be anything that we want to be.”

It’s a size zero death match. skin and bones galore.
“To be the pretty one is what we’re fighting for.”
Size zero death match. body fluids and gore.
“To be the skinny one is what we’re dying for.”
Size zero death match. media the mentor.
“To be the supreme queen is what we’re fighting for.”
Size zero death match. body fluids and gore.
Die the winner with the lowest score.

An apple a day keeps the weight at bay.
Starvation is the key.
“We’ll harm and hurt ourselves
So we can fit into double zero skinny jeans.”

Teeth rotting.
Hair falling out.
Our fingers bleed.
“But we can stick it out.”
Bile rising.
Stomach lurching up.
Acid reflux.
“We don’t give a fuck.”

An apple a day keeps the weight at bay.
Just for a perfect body.
“We’ll harm and hurt ourselves
So we can be anything that we want to be.”

It’s a size zero death match. skin and bones galore.
“To be the pretty one is what we’re fighting for.”
Size zero death match. body fluids and gore.
“To be the skinny one is what we’re dying for.”
Size zero death match. media the mentor.
“To be the supreme queen is what we’re fighting for.”
Size zero death match. body fluids and gore.
Die the winner with the lowest score.

An apple a day keeps the weight at bay.
Starvation is the key.
“We’ll harm and hurt ourselves
So we can be anything that we want to be.”


4. THE BUTCHER'S DELIGHT

Cultured educated well spoken.
His tone is soft with a hint of cruel.
Master manipulator charming from hell.
Coaxes you in with a malicious smirk.

Invites you to his dinner party in his penthouse of pain.
The dress formal with a touch of class but there aint nothing vegetarian.

He lures you in with promises and he
Flirts with your intelligence.
Seduces you with a kiss on your hand.
His gaze invites you to sit down.

A human gut string quartet.
Fills the room with classical music.
Aperitifs are the colour of blood
Stimulate his appetite for the feast to come.

Snorting brains
Heart pate
Human fillet
Catch of the day
Sauteed liver
Blanched spleen
All served with flava beans

Fungus lung
Fried kidney
Human ribs
Served all sticky
Steamed breast
Sushi glands
Cooked and killed by his bare hands

Nibbles of fingers follow next
And his evil smile enchants every guest
Sadistic secrets remain locked away and
Cold shivers run down your body

Dinner’s served, the entree delectable
Specialized cured meat
Oh it’s so acceptable
But still you want to eat.

Salivating the main course is served
Flambeed steak a creamy fromage
He stares at you and he gets excited
And he says go on and bite it

His voice puts you in a trance
And he leads you far away to dance
And he feeds you sorbet berries of red
And you lick chew and let out your last breath

Snorting brains
Heart pate
Human fillet
Catch of the day
Sauteed liver
Blanched spleen
All served with flava beans

Snorting brains
Heart pate
Human fillet
Catch of the day
Sauteed liver
Blanched spleen
All served with flava beans


5. HOUSE OF THE HOLY

Thou shall not judge. thou shall not steal.
But you hide your trespasses and you are not the real deal.
At sunday massacre let’s go and read the book of bias.
We’ll sing our worship songs to our holy lord of lies.

You say “an eye for an eye” but we all know that’s a lie.

It’s the house of the holy a home to the hypocrites.
They’re praising a god that they’re not even sure exists.
It’s a mass masquerade a gathering of deceit.
Acceptance for no one, but you’re allowed to be a cheat.
Welcome to the house of the holy.

Commit adultery and abuse his name in vain.
But at tomorrow’s service wash your dirty sins down the drain.
Coveting your neighbour as they sit down in the church.
Frowning on those who are “strange”
Although you were a sinner since your birth.

Could you do unto others what you’d want done unto you?

It’s the house of the holy a home to the hypocrites.
They’re praising a god that they’re not even sure exists.
It’s a mass masquerade a gathering of deceit.
Acceptance for no one, but you’re allowed to be a cheat.
Welcome to the house of the holy.

You praise your plasma.
Your luxury car and home.
Devoted to possessions.
Got no god but your own.
Free in the name of his son.
There’s only one almighty.
But you will kill for your own god.
Create a war and follow blindly.

It’s the house of the holy a home to the hypocrites.
They’re praising a god that they’re not even sure exists.
It’s a mass masquerade a gathering of deceit.
Acceptance for no one, but you’re allowed to be a cheat.
Welcome to the house of the holy.


6. PROTEST & PUDDING

March march bring the bait
Throw and run at the parade
Burn burn flash of the blade
Disrupt and destroy

Fake apologies
And slap on the wrist
You shout for justice
Grab the land
Special treatment
Accused and denied
Little corrupted cunts
They lie lie lie

March march bring the bait
Throw and run at the parade
Burn burn flash of the blade
Disrupt and destroy

Protest the government
Protest and lose
Protest for hygiene
And then lose your shit too
Protest for education
For jobs galore
Wake up and smell that your
Governments rotten to the core

Vote them in
Gullible to their greed
Loyalty a weakness
Coz there’s too many mouths to feed
Let’s rally the desperate
Claim to empathize
Unions fooling the poor
People rise rise rise.

March march bring the bait
Throw and run at the parade
Burn burn flash of the blade
Disrupt and destroy

Protest the government
Protest and lose
Protest for hygiene
And then lose your shit too
Protest for education
For jobs galore
Wake up and smell that your
Governments rotten to the core

At the end of the day
Let’s go back to our hostile homes
Leaders back inside their mansions
While the everyone suffers alone
Barbaric acts
Lessons in violence
Fake fight for freedom
Our country our condolences

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