Impetigo

Stench of rot and filth prevails You fight against the iron chains to no avail Strung up in my chamber of torture and sin Naked and sweating, let the beatings begin! Warm up the tongs in the fireplace Press the searing metal against your innocent fac

I was created to destroy you Your time is near When you least expect it. Dying times is here! I'll find you at a party You're drinking your beer I'll crawl up behind you And chew of your ear!! You stare at me cause your boyfriend's a goon! You don't

Cold dark night, nerves are tense Strange sounds out of nowhere the fog is dense You lay in your bed quaking with fright Shadows in the hallway, something's not right Sounds in the kitchen, your nerves swell There's a creature in the basement, a mons

Revenge of the Scabby Man - Impetigo His nose is drippy, his hair is nappy. His teeth are yellow, his skin is scappy His ass is so smelly it'll clear out any moshing pit His tongue is nasty, his dick is green. His lips are chapped, his breath is obsc

Prone on the operating table Deep incision aliced on inanimate flesh I love my disgusting equipment Needless, scalpels and brain acoops to diagnose death Succumb to my horrible experiment Intestines and limbs agog in fiendish disarray Mustating your

Lt. Calley is my man Lt. Calley, Viet Nam Lt. Calley kill some reds Do it like your daddy said... Lt. Calley and his friends Bring your world to an end Lt. Calley with his bombs Lt. Calley killed your mom!!! 专辑:Ultimo Mondo Cannibale 歌手:Impetigo 歌曲:M

Wearing the disguise of the working class I use my occupation to fulfill my desires, When you're dead you'll be mine at last You cold, naked body, recently expired How can I resist your sagging breasts? Lain on the table, you smell of sterile death W

By day I plot the downfall of society I devise devious plans of retribution Night falls and I am out on the streets Distributing my "political contributions"... No restaurant or cafe is safe from my attack I file among the cooks and chiefs From

I work for the streetcleaner When the work day is done I bring home some organs For some late night necrophiliac fun... I clean up the toll of the highway mishap Blood and twisted steel are dnine The gore in my hands will be smeared on my love And th

Make love to your innards Lick your shredded flesh With relish I fondle This mutilated mess I spill your fucking entrails Nail a spike into your head Shove a sword down your gullet Until you're fucking dead... My dreams ... your nightmares My obsessi

Strolling through my boneyard A ghoulish midnight stride A walk among the corpses Fills my heart with pride... A score of screaming victims To me they scream no more Forty or four hundred, I've lost count Buried 'neath the earthen floor... One by one