Unabomber

The Unabomber sent some letters To eliminate technology dentures Bombs were built and they were opened So people died from the explosions If the Unabomber Sends you a letter And you open it You may soon be dead If the Unabomber Sends you a letter And you open it You may soon be dead Describe this hermit on a hill Sent packages and made them kill His mother and brother turned him in For all of his exploding sins Unabomber Unabomber Unabomber Unabomber Unabomber Unabomber

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

Jeffrey Went Down To The Ambassador Hotel With A Young Man That He Didn't Know Too Well And When He Awoke He Found The Young Man Laying Dead And The Thought Of A Suitcase Popped Into Jeffrey's Head He Flagged Down A Taxi Back To His Grandma's Place With The Help Of The Driver Loaded The Man In The Suitcase Then When His Grandma Went To Church On Sunday He Dismembered The Man And He Threw Him Away

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

All That Remains Of The Man Who Was Insane Inside Of A Jar Is Jeffrey Dahmer's Brain Bbbrrraaaiiinnn Bbbrrraaaiiinnn His Father Wants To Burn The Brain And His Mother Wants It Studied For The Knowledge We Can Gain Gggaaaiiinnn From The Bbbrrraaaiiinnn They Ruled To Destroy The Brain And His Father Got His Wish When They Put It In The Flame Ffflllaaammmeee The Bbbrrraaaiiinnn

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

He took an axe And then attacked And away at his family He beagan to hack His dad wouldn't let him Listen to a hardcore band So here comes David With an axe in his hand [Chorus:] David Brom killed his dad His mother and brother and sister He took an axe to their heads David Brom he killed his dad His mother and brother and sister Took an axe to their heads They were sitting there And David came in Then he axed them Again and again Now his family Is all dead David came down With an axe on their heads [Chorus]

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Just call me Dr. Holmes I'd like to strip your bones But first I'm going to kill you Inside of my black hotel I'll gas you in your bedroom I'm going to take your life soon Dr. Holmes he stripped their bones To medical students their skeletons he sold He melted their flesh in acid bath And sold their bones in classified ads I want you to work for me But don't tell anybody Just come to my black hotel And bring me all your money I'll put you in my lime pit Your life I'm going to end it Dr. Holmes he stripped their bones To medical students their skeletons he sold He melted their flesh in acid bath And sold their bones in classified ads

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 08, 2025

I'm a killer, and a grave digger My stew will be made out of you I eat women, I'm a cannibal And a necrophiliac too I make braclets out of bodies And coffe drums made with flesh Organs frying in my kitchen And the skin of your chest is my vest Ed Gein - He's crazy, He's mental, He's sick Ed Gein - The head of a girl in his sink Ed Gein - His soup bowl is made of a skull Ed Gein - Your face is a trophy on the wall I'm a fiend, I'm so morbid That I sleep with your organs at night And have sex with decaying bodies To me it's such a delight The I'll eat them in my kitchen I will savor the mortal meal It's delicious, I'm exited Just the thought of gives me a thrill Ed Gein - He'll shoot you in the head Ed Gein - Then drag you home on a sled Ed Gein - He'll gut you in his woodshed Ed Gein - Does things to your corpse people dread

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

I'll thrill you; I'll kill you; cut your heart out Then I'll dismember your body parts I'll break in your house late at night My smiling face is your final sight I'll cut your throat with a razor blade And leave you to rot in a shallow grave I'll pound your face against the fuckin' street You'll love my work; It'll be complete I'll strip you and rip you; your death is my game I love my work and I have no shame I'll pick you up when you're hitchhiking Then you'll never be seen again I'll cave in your head, Your face I'll distort Then you'll end up as a "missing" report I'll smash your skull with a two-by-four Till your brains are on the floor

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025