"alot deeper than peter". . [type o negative cover, written by Peter Steele]. . She's in love with herself.. She likes the dark.. On her milk white neck..
Listen to all this all you douchebags. it's time that we laid down the law. we're tired of taking your shit. and we ain't 'gonna take it no more. be prepared to fight and die.
The atom germ wars of centuries gone, precipitate genetic mutation. Social degeneration. Creatures born of malignant science. The children of technology, plutonium anthropology.
You fear change and all that's new. stand in the way of progress. like primitive man afraid of fire. 'till he explored it's many uses. The power of the atom at our disposal.
Money wrench in my hand. in my groin a swollen gland. tonight perform brain surgery. or some gynecology. clockwork orange fast becoming. rampant street gangs overrunning.
You don't like the clothes I wear. I'll shave my head or grow my hair. What makes you look over here. What are you queer?. Suck My Dick. Suck My Dick.
This is the United States Of America. And you got the right to hate. Hold your watch so let's start busting hate. . Black against white. Yellow versus red.
They live beneath the ruined city call the subways home. anxiously wait to see the sun and a land as of yet unknown. gone below to escape the death of the nuclear winter.
I live to war it's in my blood if I want it I take. the men I've killed the children slaves and all the woman I've raped. between my legs I've got what it takes to be called a man.
We rule the streets after dark fast and silent like a shark. the 1200 I got between my knees my hog helps me to spread the disease. people don't understand hair, and leather but I'm telling you I couldn't.
Jesus Hitler. Adolf Christ. Is this the second coming. Or the fourth Reich?. His mother a nun raped by a nazi. near the end of the second great war. gave birth to a son who could change the future.
Nothing can stop the pain. and nothing can stop the pain. suffering from anxiety. it seems like an eternity. Somebody somebody kill me. somebody put my out of my misery.
Home watching Star Trek. Everythings okay. Little do I know. Soviet missiles are on the way. . The bastards set loose. The wardogs Tyr and Loki. Weathermans predicting rain.
God looked down from Heaven, shook his head and weeped. His flock had gone astray, wolves mingling with sheep. He tried to save man once by sending down a son.
Greetings and felicitations. Children of technology. . Drool dripping out, my tongue hanging south. Saliva flowing free. My eyes full of lust, my balls gonna bust.
I'm suffering from depression. the anger turned within. what do I gain for all my pain. perhaps a seat in heaven?. Don't do what you want. do what you're taught is right.