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Last Supper
05:04
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Eating something good,
Salmonella stew,
Contagious, bacterical, and geneal disease.
You cannot imagine...
Many people dying,
Lovely cooking girl,
Murder is so fun!
This is the story of,
The unconscious killing woman.
Healthy carrier,
Of something in her poop.
She never washed,
After touching on her low parts.
And the food that is placed on the table...
This is the story of,
The unconscious killing woman.
Healthy carrier,
Of something in her poop.
She never washed,
After touching on her low parts.
And the food that is placed on the table...
Now is seasoned whit so many germs.
For Mary the supper is ready to be served.
Whit Mary your supper could be...
It could be the last.
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2. |
Radio Hell
03:15
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Somebody helps me, I’m afraid!
My radio talks about the Hell,
The Sabbath starts, many people prays along.
That’s something wrong, someone who kills the radio of Hell!
Another told me, don’t be afraid!
Is just enough believe and pray,
There’s nothing wrong, Satan always live whit us.
And after all.
Someone sets on Radio Hell!
A fire started in my head!
Now I believe, and I should pray,
The tune is done, Satan will be drived around
And after all, Always sets on Radio Hell!
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The night has come, and go to sleep is not so bad.
The shadows falls, outside is raining and it’s cold.
I tried so long to close my eyes without this fear.
I feel inside that something killing me.
Waked up again, my room around not seem the same.
A lightning storm, surrounding all the missing wall.
I tried so long to close my eyes without this fear.
I feel inside that something killing me
Somebodies callin’ my name.
The cold fog is around my bed and I cry.
Tomorrow I’ll wake up in a grave.
A freezing skull is staring at me when I’m dying.
And I cry.
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4. |
I Love a Zombie Girl
03:31
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All the girls I loved in my whole life,
Are nothing in front of her!
You can see her eyes while she kissing,
Hanging thru her face.
I love a zombie girl,
Shall I could be someone like you?
All the girls I loved in my whole life,
Are nothing in front of her!
You can see her eyes while she kissing,
Hanging thru her face.
I love a zombie girl,
And I’m waiting for my romance,
The only way to sleep with her is...
Offering my brain.
The only way to fall in love.
Show your heart for me,
On your open chest,
Let me fill your time, till dying.
Life that was in your veins,
Now no longer flows.
But the hands of time, still run.
Show your heart for me,
On your open chest,
Let me fill your time, till dying.
All the girls I loved in my whole life,
Are nothing in front of her!
You can see her eyes while she kissing,
Hanging thru her face.
I love a zombie girl,
And I’m waiting for my romance,
And I know that my love is weird.
Oh please! I need to byte with you
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5. |
R.I.P.
03:24
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Too waste of time,
And no one has taken the lead.
The time of ignorance,
Now is a far memory.
But you and I …
We can’t do anything.
The lands we walk on now,
Internally have a disease.
R. I. P. earth, you gonna unleash,
Ten thousand beam of blasting beats,
R. I. P. to mankind and…
Too waste of time,
And no one has taken the lead.
The age of chemicals,
Heavily pollute your sea.
But you and I …
We can’t do anything by ourselves.
The extinction time,
Finally takes the lead.
R. I. P. earth, you gonna unleash,
Ten thousand beam of blasting beats,
R. I. P. now is time to scream.
R. I. P. earth is time to die,
Consumed inner by mankind.
R. I. P. earth is time to go.
Get awake and spit up your lava,
Get awake to destroy mankind.
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6. |
Acid Jo(e)y
04:43
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Deep down on my depression,
See no way out.
No ladders no elevators,
That bring me up.
In lonely isolation,
I'll make a choice.
A slipknot on my neck or …
A magic drop.
In running out of self-control,
I need to find a dealer.
I have to find solution,
To cheer me up.
Just type a simple number,
Right on the phone.
Receiver of the call is...
The Artie's home,
My friend has come to save me,
In not alone.
In running out of self-control,
I need to find a dealer (spot)
Shiny diamonds like Lucy in the sky.
Walls are melting, the sun beating hard.
Sweating cold and I'll pass through the line.
Blitzkrieg Bop now is playing all around
I'm trippin' whit my homie,
And I met Lord Joey Ramone,
I'm trippin' hard my homie,
Now I know to back to glory,
I'm trippin' whit my homie,
And I met Lord Joey Ramone,
In trippin' hard my homie,
And I just want to live my life like you
I have to find solution,
To cheer me up.
Just type a simple number,
Right on the phone.
Receiver of the call is...
The Artie's home,
My friend has come to save me,
In not alone.
Shiny diamonds like Lucy in the sky.
Blitzkrieg Bop, now is playing all around
I'm trippin' whit my homie,
And I met Lord Joey Ramone,
I'm trippin' hard my homie,
Now I know to back to glory,
I'm trippin' whit my homie,
And I met Lord Joey Ramone,
In trippin' hard my homie,
And I just want to live my life like you
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7. |
Mike "No-Head" Cock
02:49
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He was the king of his own Hen House,
But Mr. Olsen says... hum! Nice one!
Sharpening the blade of his own best axe,
He tried to kill, Mike no-head cock.
You should become a stew.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
Miss Clara wants to cook you.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
Until his head till flying,
This fucking bird don’t die,
A second chance for redemption,
Look this freak, Mike no head cock.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
You should become a star.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
Your career will go far.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
For eighteen months he survived,
This fucking bird don’t die.
A second chance for redemption,
Look this freak, Mike no head cock.
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
Who said that of these times?
A rooster should not fly,
Forget all the stews,
And look this freak, Mike no head cock
RUN WILD MIKE NO HEAD COCK!
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8. |
Miss Tarantula
03:37
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Hey Miss Tarantula!
I saw you down the yard.
You play like everyone but now...
I approach you side by side.
Is my chance, I can try.
She shut my mouth, whit a kiss...
And now I’m fell in love,
Until she lose control,
Is hard to handle a Spider Girl.
Hey Miss Tarantula!
Te quiero mucho mas,
Se deja de matar mi amigos...
I saw you down the yard,
You play with everyone,
Their blood is spreading everywhere.
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9. |
Scarecrow in Judgment
06:11
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Break the rules of time,
Like it weren’t forever,
I can feel it in my straw.
Remains of dead mans,
Is what I usually wearing,
I can feel their suffering.
Can you take me off?
I can feel it in my roots,
Can you take me outta my world?
Till my roots.
Asking the Lord of Dark,
The meaning and the reason.
What I heard from this scaffold?
Remains of dead mans,
Underground are buried,
They can tickle on my feet.
Can you take me off?
I can feel it in my roots,
Can you take me outta my world?
Can you payback for my soul?
Just needed a word.
Can you set me free from straw?
You could be my lawyer.
Can you take me off?
I can feel it in my roots,
Can you take me outta my world?
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Mary Mallon's San Benedetto Del Tronto, Italy
Horror /Surf/Punk band.
The project aims at the genesis of a contamination between the classic horror
punk and other genres.
In a mix of theatricality and wild dances. Surfing rhythms, dynamic and pressing riffs, cracking voices and captivating choirs, combined with grotesque and horror themes,
that conceal much debated social problems
all this and much more make this band unique in its genre.
... more
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