1. MARTHA WILL

Martha will cut you
Marthe will beat you
And you know that
She's always willing
Martha will tear out your guts
Your blood will come in spurts
Martha Splatterhead will show you
Show you the true meaning of pain
First slice you're not quite done
Second slice down to the bone
Third slice you're not dead yet
Fourth slice kisses your neck
You're fading fast from massive loss of blood
She picks up a rock & crushes your skull
From your throat comes a gurgling scream
She stabs you in the heart
And licks her blade clean


2. FUELED BY HATE

Some thoughts I've had
Aren't quite so pure
I feel guilty because of it
And still not so sure
You move me to hatered
You tempt me to burn
All that you stand for
Now it's your turn

It's a pleasure to see you
After all these years
Now peel back your skin
And show me those tears
Did you ever know how I feel
Living in misery wasteland
Running on instinct
Lives last appeal

It's time you feel just how I feel (x3)
To ensure you pain for the rest of your life
You're going down (x4)


3. CRAPASSREALITY

The truth shattered your obsession
The deceit you posed apparent
Time to lift the veil
And show your gruesome face
Your instability and lies
Yeah you're really fucked up
You got it right when you say
That you're not welcome here

I know who you are
Crapassreality

What I did to you guys was wrong
And no this ain't no joke
I'm really sorry for being so mean
And verbally attacking you
I've learned my lession a thousand times
I know what I did was low sickly and wrong
I'm back on my medication
I'm back in AA
I talk to my sponsor everyday
Please find mercy for me
And delete that terrible thread
Crapassreality


4. FAST ZOMBIE RULE!

Come on man get up...
Can't you hear their moans...
Come on man get off your ass and run!!!
Fast zombies rule and they're scarier than shit
Their putrid flesh smells worse than shit
These ain't no zombies from a voodoo curse
They!! track you down
You're hunted
A real hell on earth
Cities are destroyed
There's nowhere to hide
Biding your time
Will they ever die?
Fast zombies rule
And they're scarier than shit
Their putrid flesh smells worse than shit
Get off your ass you're too fucking slow
Stop for A second I'm screaming no
Go like hell till your out of breath
Trip & fall they rip you to shreads
Rip you to shreads!
RUN... RUN... RUN... RUN...


5. DYING ON THE VINE

I've seen the dead and the walk the streets
The same tired old faces everyday I meet at dawn
They rise from graves not six feet deep
But from underpasses doorways and the garbageheap
Dead vacant eyes
And I'll never know why live in a world that moves so slow
Sunken eyes and hollow cheeks
Man what happened to your teeth
Stoppede at a red light
They come creeping out of the bushes
Who's that shuffling towards me?
Sign in his hand asking for change
Open sores on his face
Tell tale sign of a life gone bad dying on the vine


6. HOOKER FORTIFIED PORK PRODUCTS

Willie's been cruising the east end
He's a creepy little man
Tinted windows in his van
He's got sweaty little hands

Whack em' over the head
With the blunt end of an axe

B.C. Backyard butcher
Grinds his victims in a wood chipper
Bloody bits to feed the pigs
There's a hooker in every bite

Well howdy eh'!
From my farm to your table
Willie P's hooker fortified pork products
Umm mmmm! Chocked full of heroin and AIDS
And that down home piggy goodness
Ya' just can't find anywhere else!

Sizzlin' in the pan
Piggy palace meats can't be beat
Try to run try to scream
The breakfast plate's
Your destiny


7. LIFE KILLS ON

Complete confusion
Turns into delusion
Endless cycle of worry and fear
Drowning and frantic
Just one constant panic
Alone and forgotten you wait
Waiting for something that will never come
Roaming the maze of your mind
Spinning round and round
I'm not me now
I'm someone forgotten
I've lost my way home
You're mind it slipped away
Slipped away so long ago
And I can see it in your
In your unknowing stare
Your once beautiful body remains
Trapped in this human shell
The last piece of the puzzle
Will there be death with dignity


8. NES (NATIONAL EMBALMING SCHOOL)

We live for you we die for you
National embalming school
When you die we did a hole
National embalming school
We live for you we die for you
National embalming school
We do our best to give you rest
National embalming school

Cut, slash
Slice and probe
Gotta find the reason
Why the body stinks

Post mortem, post mortem, post mortem
An autopsy we must do
Post mortem, post mortem, post mortem
An autopsy we must do


9. FILTH HOUNDS OF HADES

(1982 Action Green Music - Brabbs, Brabbs And Ward)


10. STAY DEAD

Stay dead (x3)
Your dead
Stay dead (x3)
I still hear your voice
Stay dead (x3)
Whispering in my ears
Stay dead (x3)
You've been dead 15 years
I look at her now and then
The light reflects off the ice
That clings to her auburn hair
Blood frozen tears on her posty white cheeks

Stay dead (x3)
I killed you myself
Stay dead (x3)
Stuffed your body in the freezer


11. SCREAM AND DIE

Scream & die
Scream (x4)
Scream & die
Remote in fog a beautiful stranger dares to enter
Seeking her loves
But finding a horror that whispers
Scream & die
The nightmare begins
That pursuas her
Relentlessly Destroys those her savagely
Nothing can silence the voice that whispers
Scream & die
No one is safe
There's no escape


12. OF THE BODY

Little Sammy died three days before
Three days before his first birthday...
As soon as he could crawl the beatings began
Ignoring his cries waiting for a word from god...
Till he was too weak to cry anymore
The slow starving death of your innocent son
What the fuck were you thinking?
Now look what you've done
You knew what you were doing
Took the life of your little son
Watched him grow thinner and thinner
Watched him get gaunter and gaunter very short life
Slow torturous death
Wrapped in a sheet plywood box
Buried in the woods
Covered with sticks and ashes to keep the vermin away
Covered with sticks and ashes to keep the vermin away
What god tells you to kill your kids?
Evil lives... Evil lives the body... The family from hell


13. 13 LETTERS

You've preyed on children
And those too weak
You're next in line
On our killing spree
It takes 13 letters
To spell your death
S-P-L-A-T-T-E-R-H-E-A-D-S
We've come to kill you
You've gotta die
You better run fucker
Be glad you're still alive
We've come and death is calling
The undead creep tonight
You've fucked up royaly this time
Say goodbye to your life


14. HAVE YOU NEVER BEEN MELLOW?

(1975 GRIFFEN RECORDS - FARRAR)


15. DISTRACTIONS

Grow up straight
Gonna be late
Got straight A's
Acted in their plays
First fist fight
First extended night
Then the grades drop
Explain it all to pop
Integrity of the mind
Distracted past it's needs
Dirty magazines
Score some more weed
Destroy the knowledge
Burn the seed
Apply yourself
Knowledge
It's totally painless
Don't be so brainless


16. MARTHA SPLATTERHEAD

Is it a 'he' or is it a 'she'?
Martha Splatterhead is a
Knife-wielding maniac
A psycho killer out to take your life
Saturday night is her night out
If you're all alone better watch out
Be cautious of the footsteps behind
Give every strange a watchful eve
Darkness is not far away
Another victim Martha has her way
Cold steel finds it's mark
Your flesh is ripped apart
Blood spewing from the inside
A sinister laugh nobody cried
You scream for mercy
But it's all in vain
With cach stab of the blade
You'll feel no pain
Death by mutilation a fate you fear
Each stab of her blade
Your end grows near
Ignore my warning and pay the price
The payment to Martha...
Your worthless life


17. SLOW DEATH

Ya' got a hypodermie needle
To help you get away
Found game new miracle drug
To help edge the pain
Just hoping & praying it'll take you away
Is it all just illusion
Slow death (x4)
Death is gettin' in as the precious life
Is being drained from body & goul
You know it wan't belong 'till your
Identity becomes impossible to find
Maybe next time you'll take a little bit more
Bringing death closer than before
'Till they find you...
YOU'RE FUCKIN' DEAD
On the bathroom floor...


18. TAKE MY TIME

Don't reason with me
You don't know fucking how
Just try to own me
Drilde my brain with your mental plows
Attacked since birth
Today I've broken out
Life should be unchained
A pleasure without doubt
Keep material wealth
I'd rather have mental health
Life's too short for power
It won't be strong in the zero hour
I take my time
Can't you fucking see?
Take my time it doesn't bother me
Take my time you want me to be
Your double?
Take my time... You're in for fucking trouble!


19. FUCKING FOR BUX!

All you wealthy ladies
You're in luck
Cause the band has
Been fucking
Fucking for bux
Oral, anal or in the pussy box
Just pay us some cash
Everytime we pop our rocks
Fucking, fucking fucking for bux
We don't care how old you are
As long as you're rich
Give us your cash and you can be our bitch
Fucking old ladies is better than using the hand
And the cash we get supports the band
A lot of ladies leave us with their holes a little sore
But when their pension checks some in they're back for more
The Accüsed are in demand all around the globe
Join the frequent fucked club & get a monogramed robe
Fucking, fucking, fucking for bux
& Visa & mastercard & American express
We fucked all who paid
Took their cash on the go
Took our earnings and purchased a winnebago
But we'll be back to do it again
When all those old sluts get horny again!