America Must Be Destroyed

You hear the whispering wind Over the screams of your dying friends? Did you know your life is mine? You know what I got Ham on the bone A little thing that I just can't leave alone I feel the purpose of my life defined Ham on the bone is mine, go (Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay) Now you're on call To the desperate scene at the throbbing ball And you'll do it all Now you've become my geni-thrall You know what I got Ham on the bone A little thing that I just can't leave alone I feel the purpose of my life defined Ham on the bone is mine (Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay) Whoaaa! (Ham on, ham) Ham on the, ham on the, ham on (Ham on, ham) Ham on, ham on, ham on (Ham on, ham) Ham on the, ham on the, ham on (Ham on, ham) Ham on the, ham on the, ham on Ham on the, ham on the, ham on Ham on the, ham on the, ham on Ham on the, ham on the, ham on Whoaaa! Now my hand grasp My throbbing root and shan't unclasp Go to the head of the class As I madly stoke my flaccid shaft, yeah You know what I got Ham on the bone A little thing that I just can't leave alone I feel the purpose of my life defined Ham on the bone is mine, go (Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay) Ham Ham Ham Ham - Ham on the bone Ham Ham Ham Ham - Ham on the bone Ham Ham Ham Ham - Ham on the bone Ham Ham Ham Ham - Ham on the bone Ham on, ham on

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

So! Ohhhhh! The egg was spawned in our mutation pit In the bowels of your world, it was grown Feeding on the blood of your loin spawn And all the filthy load that was blown Now the time is right for its birth And whatever it is shall stalk the earth What it looks like, I care not I just hope it kills a lot Crack in the egg Crack in the egg The time is ripe Crack in my pipe Parasitical scum, you die so easily But you always have sickened me Your will enslaved, you grovel for more Soon your bowels will litter the floor Cannibalistic depravity Bereft of all humanity A fitting feast of abject insanity A dark curtain before the last calamity Crack in the egg The time is ripe Crack in the egg Crack in my pipe There is but one way to bring the egg life Murder the innocent soul Their fluids project as their nipples are flayed Their skulls are fashioned into bowls Your masses of humans are gagging in glee Now you gape but you'll soon be here with me If you're really lucky, I'll vomit on thee Shit in your stump and then bathe you in pee Sunder your forms with my withering hacks Mash up your face with my gauntleted smacks Now bring me dead babies, let there be no lack! I got a bunch of them here in my sack! I slaughtered your daughters and mangled your sons If we kill enough of them, Gor-Gor will come The end of your race, we approach the hour Gor-Gor will get a blood red baby shower Bathe him in death to celebrate life I'll be the doctor and Beef, the midwife But it takes so long, how can I cut slack? Shoot that fucker up with some crack Gor-Gor, see him inside his egg Please come out, Gor-Gor of you I beg Will he be a happy child? Maybe... More likely he'll be a crack baby We infected his being with evil drugs So he would grow up and be a thug Destroying this planet, the world he'll mug The human race will die and we'll just shrug SHRUG

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor comes and sirens wail Mournful drone of babbling fail Thunderous gnashing firestorm Flames illuminate his form Gor-Gor comes and you must die Swats F-16s from the sky Admit you crave the gift he brings you Fall and worship tyrant king, you Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Sow pestilential hate It shall obliterate The shadows of your long-dead brothers And all the mutilated others Who died in waves, uniform To appease your bloody hulking form Which broke through layers of molten strata To make the planet Earth errata Take the child in champing jaws A pulping pile of frothing flaws This horrid mass shall give us pause At putrid rot fills gaping maws Gor-Gor, big! Gor-Gor, big! Hahahahahahaha... Skulls are smashed And bones are bending Joints are popping, claws are rending Groveling, sniveling, driveling horde To worship scaly overlord Gor-Gor, big! Gor-Gor, big! Gor-Gor, big! Gor-Gor, big! Apocalypse becomes creation Gor-Gor shall erase the nation Before you jump into his gizzard Fall and worship tyrant lizard Gor-Gor comes and you must die He swats the stealth down from the sky Admit you crave the death he brings you Fall and worship tyrant king, you And now My son My bastard son It's time we embraced! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor! Gor-Gor!

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

Zoobie-daba-do-za-ba-bow Zoobie-zoobie-zoo-za-za-zow Mommies I've been stealing your babies I gag the brat and then maybe I'll suck out his brains! You know those dead kids They're making me feel almost hard I go get one from the school yard He bled like a stuck pig! Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Me Have you seen me? (Have you seen me?) Suckle My bloated love knuckle Just like Fatty Arbuckle I'm gay and I'm proud! That's right Faggot And a corpse full of maggots I wanna blow cum not bag it Goddamnit I'm horny! Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Me Have you seen me? (Have you seen me?) It's just a dead child An object I've defiled Yes I know it's wrong You'd rather that it was your mom? So! So! So! So! So! So! Whoaaa! It's just a dead child An object I've defiled Yes I know it's wrong You'd rather that it was your mom? Your mom My mom Our mom Anybody's mom! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! So! Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Have you motherfucking seen me? Have you seen me? Have you seen me? Me Have you seen me? Have...You...Seen... ME! S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Sated! Now that I've masturbated I'm in love and I'm hated I don't follow the crowd But I said you I said you're covered in vile spew My filthy chunk is all over you My filthy filthy filthy chunks My filthy filthy filthy Oh!

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

We're the Morality Squad Armed with the wrath of God My name is Granbo And here's my holy hot-rod Freedom to all the people Brave, true, and strong Freedom for all the people Unless I think you're wrong! Blasphemy! Rapist mentality! Teen suicide! Necro-bestial anal butt sex! Ooh! I got a couple of friends here Trained by the CIA Special agent here To blow you the hell away! GWAR, you're the worst I'll put an end to you You're even grosser than 2 Live Crew My grandson's a super hero Just back from the war in Iraq Well my name is Corporal Punishment I wanna scratch yer back My nephew Tiny A hundred tons of man! That's right folks, tonight at the massive Puke-O-Plex organized death arena! We've got Granbo! Granbo! Granbo! And the Morality Squad! Versus those Scumdogs of the Universe, GWAR! See the nuclear-powered, 4-wheel drive Wheelchair of Death! See the Cuttlefish of Cthulhu! Get your tickets now now now now now! It's awesome! Be there, be there, be there, be there, be there, be there, be there...

Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 06, 2026

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Well I've been wearing a gilded lily Cunningly carved in a manner frilly To my design it was created No deviation was tolerated My gilded lily, he thinks he's funny My gilded lily, he's worth cash money My gilded lily, he made me a smarty I wear my lily to all the right parties go I was the envy of all the horde I proclaimed myself overlord My gilded lily gives me all this and more I puke my guts all over the floor I found the entertainment banal so, Through trenches of flesh we carved a canal Lead harlequin then drew his last He held a bejeweled theatrical mask The door heaved and then exploded We split the bill and then drove home loaded When we got there the paint was peeling We rose an Jell-O cubes to the ceiling I wear the lily Gaily festooned in a manner silly Draped in apparel I bathe in the smell I gild the lily Adroitly crafted yet willy nilly I wear the lily When I part with Milli Vanilli And soon the pleasure barges Rolled with the sun, pleasantly bloated We mingles as one amidst debris of Debauchery, I looked for the lily and just found me And all the while gilded lily faded Though it was the best I created But gilded lily was still in place It made a mockery of my face And delivered us a surprise The hulking mass of what we despised We lurched away as we moved to snuff it And we delivered a princely buffet Soon the continent split all asunder And the radios blared to the blunder My gilded lily expanded while spinning That's when I found out that we were winning Fondly clutching our raging piss-ons We piled up, peeled out, veered off and then we were gone

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

This is the story of poor ole tom: He wakes, crusted in vomit He sobs, his bowels release His face is painted like a clown His face contorts in agony [Chorus:] Poor Tom - Poor Ole Tom Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom Poor Tom - Ole Poor Tom You wake and wait But you don't want to wait You drag yourself from sleep But look, Tom is coming kick him, kick him in the teeth [Chorus] He is a buffoonish harlequin With a nasty habit of getting The shit - the shit kicked out of him [Chorus] The local Nazi bully boys Must be rid of Tom So the Death Camp will be immaculate When they turn the ovens on! They smashed his face in the shit He writhed in his death throes... [Chorus]

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

met her at a donkey show. She was minutes past thirteen. Sucking on a cherry yoo-hoo. Reading "Nugget" magazine. Cum splattered tube-top. Scrawny pre-pube tits. That's when I saw she was quadraplechick. And I said "Baby you're looking good" That's when I noticed her legs were wood I grabbed a stump and dragged her out the door I need a hole I don't need no hips I laid a line of coke on her tits That's when I ripped off her dirty shit-filled drawers Good, should, could, I think it feels pretty good [x2] So good, so good, so good, so good, so good, so good [x a lot] It wasn't nothing pretty, she took my genital germ Her limbless body thrashed about filled with infected sperm I criss-crossed with the cables, I smashed her face through a door They found her in a plastic bag down by highway 64 And I said "Baby your looking good" That's when I saw her legs were wood And all you people... You just can't understand I need a hole I don't need know hips I need the taste of dick on my lips I fucked her asshole with a piece of frozen shit Good, should, could, I think it feels real good So good Rock and roll never felt so Good

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

At home we're bored Just got off another shitty tour Moat filled with flaming pus Sleazy, he wont talk to us Fondle fish in way illegal Coffin filled with dirty needles [Chorus:] Blimey! Blimey! What do you de when you feel like that? Blimey! Blimey! Bio-Mutant Sexy made Heave it down the balustrade Give it fish, tell it to run We indulge in naughty fun Sexy's flanks are torn and rent Slimey's on the rag again [Chorus] That's right folks, here in the Hall Of Human Hatred we've got some of your most inspired brethren, genocidal maniacs who carved their way through the history books straight into your hearts. We got Caligula, mad emperor of Rome whose purges consumed thousands on his blazing altar of syphilis. Or how about Giles Lavalle, medieval crusader of Gods will whose search for the elixir of life led to the ritual satanic killings of thousands of Parisian youth. Or Julius, religious despot, whose slaughter of the intelligentsia of Milan gave him the nickname of "The Warrior Pope" That's right, some of the greatest mass murderers in you sad, yet vibrant history, are here enshrined, impaled and pumped with agonizing life... Tummys tingle, tongues a-mingle Forced extraction of corn-choked shingle Bristling amoeba hole matching cunt for every bowl Madly failing porno cow, get me on the road right now! [Chorus]

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Into the valley we go To bliss the witch, she sucking Ultimate power Life's suck zonk zone Stands over you Squat launching you WAHHH WAHHHHH Humans squirm, stomachs churning Squander seed and energy Reaping, weeping, porno-peeping Your greasy poot Distorts the truth WAHH WAAHHHHH

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025