The Great Southern Clitkill

Now I lay me down to cheat Bone her with my potent meat When in the morning I go home Satisfied with my emptied cone Now I lay me down to cheat I pray the Lord my secret to keep Thy angels fuck me through the night And keep fuckin' me till the morning light Now I lay me down to cheat My mistress I severely beat Thank you for another lay A chance to cheat, a chance to play

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

They call me the secondary responder I'll arrive after the horror is gone Showing no emotions Just using my tools to get the job done Violent deaths, decomps and methamphetamine labs Are my favourites As long as there is crime, I earn my money [Chorus:] I've got a strong stomach　I've passed the gross factor I am mentally stable　I am the Crime Scene Cleaner Carrying germs, bacteria. I'll use enzyme solvent To kill bacteria and viruses and liquify dried blood I'll restore any area to its previous state I'll restore any area to its previous state [Chorus:] I've got a strong stomach　I've passed the gross factor I am mentally stable　I am the Crime Scene Cleaner I've got a strong stomach　I've passed the gross factor I am mentally stable　I am the Crime Scene Cleaner Scrubbing every drop of blood off of all surfaces Scraping brain matter off of walls Collecting any bone fragments, embedded in the drywall Getting rid of any blood-soaked upholstery

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Used to know a man called Daryl Rhea He constantly suffered from diarrhea Shitting himself all through the day Only fluids, not the real clay It wouldn't take long before he suffered from dehydration Slowly he was fading away He became a shriveled, shrunken, pale creation Decaying, to his own dismay Day by day he became weaker and weaker Doctors couldn't help him anymore Only thing to do Was waiting for the grim reaper It devoured him Right through his core Then one day going for a liquid dump They found him dead, a lifeless lump That was the end of Daryl Rhea Who suffered from severe diarrhea Daryl Rhea Used to call him Mr. Diarrhea Daryl Rhea Used to call him Mr. Diarrhea

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

I would wipe my ass with your face Scrap my back with your lies There are always two sides to every story I should have known that a man with no Intelligence like you, isn't aware of that Why should I even bother Why should I even care You're that lower form of life Who should not be a part of my life Guess I have to spit this out before I find my peace, so here it is, take it Fuckin' faggot Short-sighted dumb fuckin' maggot Fuckin' faggot, fuckin' faggot No backbone or spine to defend your stories Fuckin' faggot Fuckin' faggot So insecure, that's why, you are this way Fuckin' faggot Always talking, never look me in the eye Fuckin' faggot This is my therapy, my peace of mind Fuckin' faggot, fuckin' faggot You have no life, only your own pity Fuckin' faggot I would wipe my ass with your face Scrap my back with your lies There are always two sides to every story I should have known that a man with no Intelligence like you, isn't aware of that

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

It's like a plague, haunting me every day My symptoms are the catalysts of my worries Gastro-intestinal problems, palpitations, muscle fatigue And on and on and on I hypochondriac Self-examination, self-diagnosis Constantly preoccupate with my body wears me out Numerous intrusive thoughts and physical sensations Lead to my damnation It leads to depression and anxiety Resulting in non-functioning in society Too much norepinephrine, panic attacks Increased hart rate, shortness of breath Too little serotin, severe depression Sleep disturbance and severe fatique

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I'm looking at your behind, I'm speaking all my thoughts aloud For your pussy I crave, then flaunt my dick and masturbate I hit your bottom, in your pussy I com, In your Pussissippi, please drown me and I'm done It's digging time again, to me, you will surely bend You have the pussy and clit and enjoy this I can spot your clit without even asking Fucking you keen and fucking you until you scream Piercing your hole, now "I'm in" You will give your soul [Chorus:] The Great Southern Clitkill That's right The Great Southern Clitkill Fuck you You're acting like a whore, banging you on the floor To me, you're like a car, I shitft in gear and I'll drive you far I hit your bottom, in your pussy I com, In your Pussissippi, please drown me and I'm done Now it's Clitlickin' time again, you'll come, Loving me tongue, where it went You have the pussy and clit and enjoy this I can spot your clit without even asking Sexually relieved, your product sold and well received The right moves spoken gold, if I was God you'd Sell your soul to [Chorus:] The Great Southern Clitkill That's right The Great Southern Clitkill Fuck you

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 10, 2025

Abducted while going to school Dragged into a white minivan A massive police effort followed Couldn't find the 10-year old anywhere Eight years living in captivity Eight years in uncertainty Ever to escape Eight years of constant mind rape Thrown into a cellar underneath his garage Entrance concealed behind a cupboard With a door made of steel No windows, and all soundproof Eight years living in captivity Eight years in uncertainty Ever to escape Eight years of constant mind rape Verzweifelte Jahre they were What had he done to her Years full of deprivation Years of psychological molestation Over 3000 days in captivity Finally to escape back into reality The culprit threw himself in front of a train The deserved death, of the insane Eight years living in captivity Eight years in uncertainty Ever to escape Eight years of constant mind rape

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

A victim of sexual abuse when young In his testimony described Didn't show any mercy Guilty of his crimes Admitted to murder and rape Of 140 young boys It could eventually exceed 300, his toy boys La Bestia Raped street children, cut their throats La Bestia Took them for a walk, then unleashed his loads La Bestia Tortured them for a while La Bestia Their corpses on a pile Found guilty in most cases Because of Colombian law restrictions He couldn't be imprisoned for more than 30 years This sick fuck should be in jail forever Forever

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

A doctor by profession Killing patients in session Injecting heroin into their veins Telling there will be no more pains [Chorus] Fred Shipman - Was a sick man (8x) More than 215 he would kill With some forging their will Colleagues started to worry Seemed Shipman was in a hurry Some drugs he took for recreational use Killing and getting high, just lvoed the abuse Signing patients death certificates and forging medical records But one day he got caught Sentenced to 15 consecutive life sentences Never to be released He finally hung himself in his cell This fuckin' pig from hell [Chorus] Fred Shipman - Was a sick man (8x)

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

On a mission again Crossing my town I'm one of those men Who'll make other people frown Searching for that beaver in the night To fuck and then to forget the next day When I spot one, I'll seduce her with my charm And I really mean no harm I just want to fuck a beaver It's my weekly Saturday night fever Looking for a Saturday night beaver Looking for a Saturday night beaver Looking for a Saturday night beaver Looking for a Saturday night beaver Next week I will be here again And I do everything I can To catch again a beautiful beaver To indulge in my Saturday night fever

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

It's time to get it right To barf and growl is the motto Gruntlichkeit It's time to get it right Gruntlichkeit Smoke a cigarette and have some beer To scream and grunt into eternity To raise your voice with all your might Gruntlichkeit On your throat this will leave a nice smear Gruntlichkeit Tighten the belly and let it flow Gruntlichkeit Brutal noise, o yeah! Yeah Gruntlichkeit Out it will go!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

The anonymity is arousing Intimacy without a prolonged relationship Ensuring, sexual compatibility Engaging in, sexual activity [PreChorus:] Waist high hole drilled With my penis it will be filled Punched or filed in walls [Chorus:] Waist high hole drilled　It will be filled Punched or filed in walls　Between moist and filthy stalls That's where I can lose my soul The Glory Hole That's where I can lose my soul The Glory Hole My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones I kiss the walls' hole, not your lips at all An iconic erotic oasis in my world As I participate in the Glory Hole Cult The heightened risk of sexually transmitted diseases Makes me wild Waiting in a stall for a receptive partner Leaves me dreaming like a child Man or woman it doesn't matter Through the Glory Hole, we will gather Givin in, to our needs Enjoying, our sinful deeds [Chorus:] Waist high hole drilled It will be filled Punched or filed in walls Between moist and filthy stalls That's where I can lose my soul The Glory Hole That's where I can lose my soul The Glory Hole, The Glory Hole, The Glory Hole. The Glory Hole

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

In-Diana Jones again IU'm the Raider in her Lost Ark In-Diana Jones again Inside her, I'll leave my mark In-Diana Jones again Tight is her Temple of Doom In-Diana Jones again Where my fluids shortly will loom It's Friday night And the mood is right My boner is telling me it's time So I call her up, to fill her cup She's always ready for me Inside her, I will be She is always willing To accept my pecker drilling In-Diana Jones again Certaintly not my Last Crusade In-Diana Jones again Again, next week, I will get lad In-Diana Jones again Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull In-Diana Jones again With her, it never get's dull

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Late at night coming home Missed his dinner Awaiting his fathers beating to come A beautiful day it was, now he must repent While taking a shower He smells his old man Now dressed up like a woman Down on all fours Taking a severe beating till passing out Passed out and pissed on Mothers clothes drenched with blood and piss Father now satisfies his needs Ejaculating on the boys swollen face One who doesn't respect the rules Doesn't respect life

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

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Channon and Christopher went on a date Wanted to get home, because it was late On the way back their car was hijacked Never made it home, they would get whacked Thugs drove them to Chipman Street Extreme torture, they would meet, Forced into the home, at gunpoint They found Hell, in that joint Knoxville Horror Mutilations Knoxville Horror Mutilations Channon forced to watch, Boyfriend raped prison style Then his penis was cut off Later driven to nearby railroad tracks Where he was shot and set afire Channon's hell was just beginning Beaten, gang raped, repeatedly in many ways One breast cut off, hog-tied Bleach poured down her throat Thugs took turns, urinating on her Also set afire when alive Left her body in five separate trash bags George Thomas, Letalvis Cobbins, Lemaricus Davidson, Vanessa Coleman, Eri DeWayne Boyd DIE YOU FUCKS! DIE YOU FUCKS! DIE YOU FUCKS! Knoxville Horror Mutilations Knoxville Horror Mutilations

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

[Pre Chorus:] Sick human tissue recovery firm Illegally harvesting human bones Tissue and other cadaver parts From individuals awaiting cremation [Chorus:] Violating remains Left patients with pains Septic shocks and dialysis Resulting in paralysis Selling stolen human body parts Replacing bones with PVC piping Macabre executives without harts Obtaining access to deceased people Allowing cadavers to deteriorate Before collecting tissues and parts Macabre executives without harts Not testing material for diseases [Chorus (2x):] Violating remains Left patients with pains Septic shocks and dialysis Resulting in paralysis [Pre Chorus:] Sick human tissue recovery firm Illegally harvesting human bones Tissue and other cadaver parts From individuals awaiting cremation

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025