A Poke in the Eye… With a Sharp Stick
I know that I live Off the things you give Eighteen karats, what do you take? Come on girl, make my day Dislocate me, desecrate me Masturbate me, celebrate me I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this mess I'm in I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this mess I'm in She likes fighting and she likes war Come on everybody, let's do it some more With a slug in the mug, a mace in my face Racist thug, what a disgrace Ghetto rape, no escape They put you down and bait, bait, bait She likes fighting and she likes war Come on everybody, let's do it some more You know I like everything about you The way you're talking, it's quite exciting Keep me up, hide my face The way I'm eating, it's a social disgrace There's a place we can rock alright Nobody's gonna catch you, get a fright Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump Someone's gonna get you then they thump, thump, thump Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump Someone's gonna get you then they thump, thump, thump She likes fighting and she likes war Come on everybody, let's do it some more With a slug in the mug, a mace in my face Racist thug, what a disgrace Ghetto rape, no escape They put you down and bait, bait, bait She like fighting and she likes war Come on everybody, let's do it some more Twenty one babies for myself Crawling up on my back like it was before Light me up, take me back I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe the mess I'm in I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this mess I'm in You dislocate me, you desecrate me You masturbate me, you celebrate me I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this mess I'm in I've got to fight and I've got to win You'll never believe this mess I'm in Mess it up!
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026
We're all looking for something to break We're all looking for a heavenly state Well, the culling is coming, one way or the other I can hear it in the wind that's blinding my eyes One fine day or in the middle of the night Two big boys are gonna get up to fight Well, I'll be diving for cover and double up inside Praying for forgiveness, it'll never arrive My, my, what a beautiful place Who is first to destroy the human race I've got faith, what do you say 1, 2, 3, and it's a beautiful day My, my, here's one for the neck Don't relax, 'cos you're next for the check I've got faith - we're armed to the teeth But I've got a strange and a stupid belief We're looking for a little salvation What I got, it's a living domination Big world, wild eye, shiny boots, and broken ties Government progress, what do you get? less Why do you want to hear about the state of my mind Well, I would see it in their pupils They got no scruples Oh, what a way to go
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026
Your quickening breath My whipping flesh The first fierce hunger baby You're the wound of my world I'm gonna prime you with oil Your heat, your trix The way you move your lips It's my desire To have you by my side What do you want? What do you feel? What do you feel for me? Never forget Never forgive Never for fun What do you want? What do you need? What do you need from me? I never give in I never give up I never give over to him I need a rest and a cure Girl, you're the one What you do to me, it's one in a million To get out of this alive I'm gonna break in two Unless I get something out or into you And you rip my soul You're the wound of my world It's never for fun I never give up It's never for fun I never give up I never give up Breath! Your heat, your trix Girl, you're the one Girl, you're the one You're the wound of my world My heart, my soul My heart, my soul
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026
Sitting in my box, waiting for you I peep through the slits and I feel myself Breathing tight, I'm getting hard But it's nice and dark for the things that I do I sweat in my cassock When I hear your words Tell your sins to me, I will absolve thee I run a peep show beat Where I can beat my meat When I see your dressing I get to messing Shit for brains, piss in my pants I rape and contain the whole human race I'm your heavenly host, the Holy Ghost The hand of God and the stick of saints I'm a man who's sick, but I got class I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass Shit for brains, piss in my pants I rape and contain my Catholic domain Sticks and stones break my bones Your words just crucify me Heaven up above has a glorious god I'd really rather have you right where I want Right on the front full of my gunk I slide up behind heaven in my mind In my dreams I always whipped you Then I stripped you I ripped you down to my scripture
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026
You really whine You really crawl You really weep And feel a bit small You really whine You really do crawl You really weep And you're gonna feel small God, guns, guts The staple diet of religious nuts I'm a pig with a baton Politician with a mission You're gonna weep And you're gonna feel small
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026
It's a barrage of violence, sickness and shame You struggle for your living and you're paying with pain I read of the poor, and the women and the victims to blame For the collapse of the country again and again They're checking all the people In all their holes Whips and lashes and cuts back To double standards, backhanders It's a grey desolate country But we're glorious again He's peeling his banana while roasting your nuts You've got to get your gums around his plums He's going to modify your attitude And customize your crawl With the muck he prints He's got to us all
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 20, 2026