Trip to the Grave
When I was walking down the street I heard a voice screaming for meat Then I met the girl of my dreams And she said her vagina was hungry for me I was horny and followed her home We took our clothes off, then I knew I would die I tried to escape but all doors were locked Only a small window open I tried to get out but my erection was still too big Nowhere to go and a hungry vagina behind I was horny and followed her home The girl of my dreams, the hungry vagina Her vagina screamed for meat And climbed out of it's hole It took a bite of my head Hungry vagina I'm dead
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
I bought a trip so expensive It costed all my money I thought it would be the trip of my life But it was the trip of my death I had saved for this trip for ten years Trip to the grave I sat down in a plane so big Trip to the grave I said to the man next to me Trip to the grave This trip will be fun Trip to the grave The plane had not even started When the man next to me cut my throat The blood was on his peanuts And the gore was on his leg I had saved for this trip for ten years Trip to the grave I was on it for ten minutes Trip to the grave For all the money I saved Trip to the grave I got a trip to the grave Trip to the grave What was the name of the trip? Gravetrip! What was the name of the trip? Gravetrip! What was the name of the trip? Gravetrip! (x3)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
I went to a concert to watch my favourite band What I did I don't understand I took my knife and killed some girls Then I made some burgers of ham Young girls strips of flesh, on the rotting bread (x2) Come and buy my burgers of the fucking dead I sold the burgers to the crowd And the band was playing so loud I couldn't hear my customers speak So to the stage with the band I sneaked I killed the band with my gun To see them die was very fun I made some more burgers to sell for a high price But I forgot to get the burgers signed Strips of famous flesh, and cracked bleeding heads (x2) Come and buy my burgers of the fucking dead No autographs on the bloody burgers Couldn't sell them for an extra high price How could I be so fucking stupid And kill the band before they had signed?
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
In my dreams I travel to the land of the sick The people who live there aren't very friendly They say hello with a kick on my dick And as my balls swell my dream turns into a nightmare I can barely walk when I feel something from behind Two bloody hands in my face and something giant between my buttocks As I screamed in pain I ate the hands The fingers crushed like crackers by my teeth And I was brutally fucked in the ass, by a giant tree When I wake up from this dream my head is in my anal I see a piece of the tree, the land of the sick is for real
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Today I went for a walk I can't believe what I saw I thought I was sick in the head But you are sicker than me A man masturbating with a stick A mother giving head to her son A dog with a machinegun in it's ass I saw a self-mutilating cop in the grass Is this a sick world? Or is this meant to be? I really hope so 'Cause I am horny I saw... A priest shitting on his crucifix A viking giving birth to a wolf A whore selling fish from her cunt I'm so glad I'm not blind A rabbit beating up a little kid A schoolbus driving around on a man's head A corpse upon a roof fixing a house A girl giving cunnilingus to a mouse
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Come on and dance with me I have no fucking head But I will not need it 'cause I'll take yours instead Please be my partner in this pleasant dance All the tickets are sold out so this is your last chance Mutilation boogie and masturbation blues Dance and cut your head off, then fill your neck with booze Drink and dance all night long and chop yourself to death The mutilation boogie will take away your breath Suck my ass and give me head With rotting children you are fed Drink my piss and do the twist In your ass my chopped off fist Fire your gun inside my ass, oh how nice The burning rests of a girl is chewing on my butcherknife Dance, kill and dismember, rip and fucking hack Skulls and mutilated kids are stabbed into my back Mutilation boogie and masturbation blues Dance and cut your head off, then fill your neck with booze Masturbating zombies are dancing on the floor The masturbation blues will turn your life to gore Dance with me and blow off your face Dismembered bodies fill the place Headless corpses dancing with sluts On this butcherdisco of dismembered guts
Sweat of the old man It's impossible Sweat of the old man To wash away Sweat of the old man I'm the garbage boy Sweat of the old man... I do a lot of work No time for soap Sweat of the old man I get it all the time I cannot make new friends The stench scares them off Sweat of the old man You'll get it in your nose I wear the same clothes everyday I can't take them off, I can't put new on All perfume I refuse, deodorant I will not use The scent is not my style I always sweat old mans sweat It's like a shell on me Can you imagine how I smell? I'm even hated by the shit and the flies I do a lot of work No time for soap Sweat of the old man I get it all the time I cannot make new friends The stench scares them off From my arms to your nose Sweat of the old man Party on the farm - part Sweat of the old man It's impossible Sweat of the old man To wash away Sweat of the old man I'm the garbage boy Sweat of the old man...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
A bunch of kids were slaughtered by the lake Bodyparts spread far and wide Their heads were hanging in the trees And underwear covered the surface of the lake Summernight killer A psycho in the dark Teenage mutilator From him you can't escape Summernight killer Teenage mutilator Next time is your time To get your head chopped off You go to the lake to take a swim But you'll do it without a head Summernight killer A psycho in the dark Teenage mutilator From him you can't escape Summernight killer Teenage mutilator If you are young and full of happiness You are the one he will kill with happiness Brutal massacre a lot of gore was spilled Killer laughed loud when teenagers were killed
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
I was killed on a Birdflesh concert My back was cut off in the pit So my parents put me in a grave But I wanted to mosh I am metal to the bone And bones are all that is left But a true metal freak never dies Manowar and I are friends He is the brutal corpse Of jeans and leather and gore He will never rest in peace And he will never listen to sleaze I'm drinking beer from the hell When I'm sitting on my tombstone by night I'm listening to metal and punk Falling down in my grave when I'm drunk When I go to the store to get beer The people are running in fear They have never seen anyone like me Drinking beer in my grave He is the brutal corpse Of jeans and leather and gore He will mosh on your floor And then he will mosh on your door ''I would like to start a band But no one around here is interested They all just want to lie in their graves And they hate me 'cause I'm playing my tapes'' Yes, I'm indeed the brutal corpse And the big bad bench is my friend We mosh together all night And if a pop-corpse come we will fight
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
I am a slave under the clan of spicy food My name is Mutanga and I cook all day long I cook for my familty, I cook for my enemies But whatever I cook There's always one thing wrong More garlic My mom's moustache is bigger than my dad's More garlic You cannot use enough Our country is covered with garlic clouds Garlic gives us strength and a reason to live Achmed Abdul ride the Arabian bull Garlic in my mouth the scent is in your nose More garlic All relatives live in the same house More garlic Eat garlic and be cool More garlic My mom's moustache is bigger than my dad's More garlic You cannot use enough
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 18, 2026