BURNING SKIES LYRICS
split: "WAR FROM A HARLOTS MOUTH / BURNING SKIES" (2010)
5. Precision Crippling6. Shitfarmer
7. Morbid Engel
8. Trife Life
9. Fighting Dwarves With Keytars
5. Precision Crippling
Violence that's uncensored proven to be wrong, hatred cried the coward, the victim gets jumped upon, out for the kill, where this faggot fulfills its faggot thrill.
Determined to do what it does the most, with its pussy henchmen, who are nothing when alone, it's been determined these pricks deserve to die.
Scarred on my brain are the blueprints of revenge, where the time marches on and the fighting never ends,
Knowing you will suffer and that time is getting short, where I will rape your face with a Molotov and knife your stinking ass, gut your fucking parents, hunt the rest with an axe,
Molesting all their innards with an AIDS-ridden blade, I will stop at nothing till these cowards have been slayed.
You're rotting, locked away with your ass used as a cunt, getting penetrated daily and taking dick from the front,
Fucking stupid pansy, it's the least that you deserve, getting red socked and beaten. Precision crippling, now you pay. Gormless retard, gormless twat.
Knowing you will die and the fact I'm still alive makes you cry away inside and I'll be laughing whilst you die slow.
6. Shitfarmer
Don't pretend you're worth something, you breathe the stench of lies, you will drown in your shit, coz your words mean nothing,
Just relax as I hack away your tongue, try to speak, everyone will watch you now, now you feel the pain you dished out.
Don't know why you feel you have to bother, you and your friends are just wasting your time, as I cut your throat your blood pours out all over my fat length as I get hard.
Death cum allows me to fuck you, death cum to fill up your lungs, death cum you'll drown in my semen, death cum, thrash.
Slaughtering you is the beginning, then move onto the next, this cycle will never end, and I will get off on this until I bleed my last drop.
Keep on farming your shit, your lives will leave you soon. Shitfarmer, death cum, get raped you fuckheads, fuckers die.
7. Morbid Engel
Morbid Engel overlord, bringer of disease, he'll crush your skull, destroy your soul and bring you to your knees,
Beg for death, he feeds off your fear, your eyes will melt and your blood runs dry, kneel before Morbid Engel.
He is death, your worst fear, he is death, feel the metal fists of hate.
Your eyes will melt and your skin rots off, you can't escape Morbid Engel, feel the pain and the wrath and the hate of Morbid Engel,
Crush your skull, your soul, get on your knees.
8. Trife Life
9. Fighting Dwarves With Keytars
[originally by War From A Harlots Mouth]
Morbid Engel overlord, bringer of disease, he'll crush your skull, destroy your soul and bring you to your knees,
Beg for death, he feeds off your fear, your eyes will melt and your blood runs dry, kneel before Morbid Engel.
He is death, your worst fear, he is death, feel the metal fists of hate.
Your eyes will melt and your skin rots off, you can't escape Morbid Engel, feel the pain and the wrath and the hate of Morbid Engel,
Crush your skull, your soul, get on your knees.
Paul Seidel: drums
Stephen "Ivesy" Ives: bass
Chuck Creese: guitars
Liam Phelan: guitars
Merv Hembrough: vocals
Stephen "Ivesy" Ives: bass
Chuck Creese: guitars
Liam Phelan: guitars
Merv Hembrough: vocals
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