Amplified Noise Slaughter
Collar bomber Local pizza man slinging out pies and banging whores Caught up in a scheme, to get some cash But you are the one, who will end up dead Collar bomb, tight around your neck, people freaking out Also armed with a shotgun to blow fucks away You robbed the bank, but you only got a little bit of cash Cops pinned ya to the ground & handcuffed your ass Bomber! Now you’re caught with your hands behind your back, timer is going off Bomb explodes & leaves crater in your chest, now the coroner will cut off your fucking head
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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Mark Williamson, you’re a limey cunt Take the Hacksaw UK releases and stick them up your ass I hope you get ran over by a bus full of grannies You’re a pillock, you’re a plonker, you’re a fucking longer You’re a twit, you’re a twat, you’re a fucking wanker The queen of England gave us 500 bucks to take a running start and kick you in the nuts[repeat chorus] You think you’re brutal playing gore grind but you listen to morrissey in your spare time[repeat chorus]
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
You think your smart, you think you’re cool All you are is a lame ass tool No one needs the music police! Still your opinions straight up your butt Everyone hates you, you fucking suck No one needs the music police! It’s been said a million times before, Opinions are like assholes, and yours is torn! Your head is stuck, so far up your ass Breathe in deep & choke on the gas! No one needs the music police!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Some more blasting drums Some more noisy riffs This just sounds all wrong Another grind core song It’s just another grind core song Nobody cares, go fuck yourself Doesn’t really matter The stupid shit I say We have nothing better to do This song is dumb, just like you
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
You made fun of gene Simmons And his stupid wig blew back Horsing around you took a nasty fall off an escalator two floors down You spent many years of your life doing heroin and crack You fell off robot stairs probably day dreaming about pubic hairs You fell off an escalator and died at the mall I bet you were drunk, that’s pretty fucking drum Now you’re dead
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I like to eat, human skin Arms and legs But I love head meat Cooked cranium Slow cooked cortex Cooked brains in a skull bowl Alive or dead, I’ll cook your head Put your head in, a pressure cooker Slow cooked head meat Peel off the skin, from your cooked head Cooked cranium You look familiar, weren’t you in caustic wound? Alive or dead I’ll cook your head
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I smoked crack, I smoked meth, I did acid But do you know what I like best? Every few months I peel off my nails, put them in a pipe And then I inhale Toe nail smoker, burnt nails I inhale Toe nail smoker, I smoke yellow nails I learned this trick from James Bagwell He knows how to party & pretty swell When you clip your nails don’t be stingy Put them in a bag and save them for me
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Out of the snatch, into a vat, of toxic slime, you’ve grown three eyes Born! Into! A vat! Of toxic sludge Born! Into! A vat! Of toxic sludge You are deformed, covered with sores, got 50 toes and a dick for a nose Not only are you fucked up, but when you came out from the cunt You created quite a splash, and it burned through your moms gash
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Sonic slaughter bursts your ears, blood is gushing from your eyes Your legs give out and you die Audio torment to the grave, decibel death, you’re insane Once you’re dead, you’re still in pain Horrific noise, blows your brains out of your skull Amplified slaughter makes your bowels lose control[repeat] Amp-lified-slaughter-Fucking death noise! Amp-lified-slaughter-Fucking death noise!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Sonic slaughter bursts your ears, Blood is gushing from your eyes Your legs give out and you die Audio torment to the grave, decibel death, you’re insane Once you’re dead, you’re still in pain Horrific noise, blows your brains out of your skull Amplified slaughter makes your bowels lose control [repeat] Amp-lified-slaughter-Fucking death noise! Amp-lified-slaughter-Fucking death noise!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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