Nirvana

歌詞

(Verse 1: Necro) Before ligaments and fridges The triple six digits religion Might sacrifice pigeon's fidget Was created by ancient midgets My kamikaze cronies Listening to Ozzy over Rick Rock's chords During quasi religious ceremonies I see what the owls see Curse you into paralysis Drinking blood from the chalice with Alistair Crowley I feel no guilt, for the blood that got spilt Fuck thou shall not kill, do what thou wilt! Scheming on Rosemary's baby in witches shrine My cult'll leave you shocked like Polanksky in 69 Introduce you to hallucogenic narcotics Baiting you with females rocking psychodelic bell-bottoms Fu-Manchu in effect Banging spoons like Uri Geller Then I'll sharpen the ends And juks you in the neck 67 stab wounds in the Lubyanka Allows you to sip droplets from the goblets of Pompous conquerers (Verse 2: Ill Bill) Javel and dagger Alter of death Virgins with big breasts Soldiers of morbid thoughts Nuns indulging in incest Bring me the goat, manipulating woman on dope Kidnap the pope Hang from the rope And stabbed in the throat I'll spill your blood in the name of Satan And capture your soul Author of sacrifice, use the Bible to bash in your skull Master of the occult Altars of madness Step in my chapel of goons My collection of scalpels and tools And used for ritualistic and sadistic purposes Cermonial death Serving the ancient verses Pazuzu possesses a sister Masturbating in the monastery She used the crucifix to pop her cherry Perverted priests flirt with the deceased The black mass is achieved Shadowy figures joyfully dance with the beast Hunger for human flesh, and sex the cannibals feast Head of the jackal, six fingered hand is complete (Verse 3: Goretex) 20 hits and the room melts Get dosed with the black acid Kidnappin your wife Tape supporsitories in plastic Candle smashing areolas Cold as a bastard Torn from a casket Human flesh gets scorned to ashes Pray to Satan like Jimmy Page Take the stage of blood Covers the followers Bloods led by Miss Sadie Glutz Cielo Drive from up in the hills Californication in pills Triple six engraved in your fucking gills The real wifey Made her eat the whole cake Worship a ghost state Puncture your throat with chunks of Colgate Launching the craig And cutting his throat on the first day The surgeon of hate I'm licensed to keep my nurses on K Unwrapping the vague Kevorkian, with dust in the J Hell awaits, pussy The podium, molest your remains I'm like Brian Wilson, the genius, with a stain of crimson Original, delusional Goons, we move through the system Enter the master witchdoctor Evil emperor of my chance Will anoint the dead And poison heads The brainwashing chant I envision baptism With satanic mechanisms Each exorcism, leaves a deep flesh incision My system of worship Features bitches in skirts I should repurify my prey Before they're visciously murked We're known impregnate and corrupt the average slut Stab the gut and quickly sent the miscarriage from cups Hide the leader of Ascension Along with evil henchman Puking down your throat, because your soul needed cleansing Blood painted pentagrams Engulfed by flames Charcoal chunks of frames We feast on monkey brains Calmly cut you down your spine Now we're chugging blood and wine Choke and suffocate with twine The fucking sufferin's divine While the tranquilizer needles get stuck up in your arm Sacrificial animals get abducted from the farm