Genuine American Monster

Death does all the talking It'll fuck you free The secret of the senseless Soiled sick, I see Little lux Europe Put your flesh on steel Confusion is confession I'll drive you wheel to wheel The price is prejudicial Hear the silent sing With the spit and spat on Burning broken wings I defecate where you will dream Prayer, praise, and profits prey Take the pleasure's largest measure Prayer, praise, and profits prey Every hole is barred See, your heart is tarred Lying in the lap of hate Where your skin is scarred I defecate where you will dream Prayer, praise, and profits prey Take the pleasure's largest measure Prayer, praise, and profits prey Death does all the talking It'll fuck you free The secret of the senseless Soiled sick, I see Little lux Europe Put your flesh on steel Confusion is confession I'll drive you wheel to wheel

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

Get even, get ready, get down, get steady Get out, get set, get one in the neck Get clean, get drunk, get sober, get mean Get fucked, get high, get sucked and lie Get fixed, get real, get caught and steal Get fired, get fired, get stoned, get high Get a line, get loose, get a neck in the noose Get fun, get taste, get a gun on your waist Get signed, get sealed Get fucked for real Get 'em, get it up, get over it son Get crack, get smack, get a hook, get a whore Get a ticket, get a ride Get a hit and hide Get American monsters corporate sponsors A job, a wife, get a house, get a life Get a lift, get a line, get here on time Get sick, get sane, get the schtick and flame Get back, get bad, get ugly and sad Get bought, get lost, get caught and sought Get ripped, get a pound of flesh, get around Get signed, get sealed Get fucked for real Get a crown of thorns, get a pair of horns Get rich, get robbed, get right, get left Get hitched, get paid, get fried, get laid Get a pig, get a poke, get over this joke Get a reason, get a rhyme, get a scam, get time Get fit, get fast, get your head out your ass Get back, get paid, get shit, get greed Get signed, get sealed Get fucked for real

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

One barren furrow to plow It hurts and then how Well, I got the time But I ain't got the temper Soak me in sweat The sin, the glitter Your secret is senseless The noose is a necklace Salambo Salambo Salambo P-I-G PIG! Get up, do the walking This dead man is talking Syphilis will sing For the misery you bring Like the drug, like the rush This hem that you touch Fantastic, bombastic The devil in plastic Salambo Salambo Salambo P-I-G PIG! P-I-G PIG! With a fistful of luck You'll kneel and say "suck" Add a taste of the money You're a fly in the honey Your settlement, a sellout So duly deny Your loss is your need You bleed where you please Salambo Salambo Salambo Salambo Salambo P-I-G PIG! P-I-G PIG!

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

Half in darkness she stands In a dress of shrapnel Smoke and torn flags Dragging off cigarettes of human skin Eyes like cracked eggshells empty as life Her index fingers drip mothers milk Like hypodermic needles She stumbles through my veins high on ash And dry semen Fiending for love

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 16, 2025

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Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need This is the time, the killing season Where's the rhyme, where's the reason? Your filthy hearts deceiving The void that you believe in Pour some pity on your pain Nothing hurts like nothing gained Now you've had your little treat The rancid halo crowns your feet Disinformation dominates The fungus that you emanate Your envy evens up the score Your hating heart just begs for more Mercy waits beyond the gate And every time, it's always late The weakest link breaks the chain A little flash, a little flame Come forward, bless your head Six lead lepers colored red Glitter sweat and sin, you are Your whoring heart just begs for more Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need My stumbling blocks your stepping stone The architect sits slone Take your time, tame the torture Now the crime amends to slaughter This long confession will call Through bluing lips and layered spite Penetrate, remonstrate On tender lives you defecate The spectre of democracy Whose empire is obscurity Glitter, sweat, and sin, you are Your cannon canonized no more Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Give me your wasted life Give me your tainted knife Give me your guiltless greed Your bloated, bleeding need Your corpse is colored red Corrode corruption's words The burning light is blurred The sick survive unheard Your corpse is colored red Corrode corruption's words Envy opens the door Just a little bit more Just a little bit more

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Television, my teacher Confessor and preacher My bible My bile The talk show and trial You're wet, I'm wild For your shilling, I'm willing Tune in your lips and burning breath My fête worse than death He think he's bad Ain’t got no class Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass He think he's bad Ain’t got no class Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass My profit, my pusher My faker, the hooker A little praise, it's astounding In for a penny, I get a pounding Through all the drinks My vision shrinks and drowns this life That slowly sinks He think he's bad Ain’t got no class Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass He think he's bad Ain’t got no class Rock this shotgun up his motherfuckin' ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock this, oh, rock this Rock this, oh, rock this Won’t you rock this? Yeah, rock this Oh, rock this, rock this Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, rock Yeah, rock it Oh, rock it, woo Rock this shotgun Rock this shot Rock this shotgun up his motherfucking ass Rock it Up his motherfucking ass Motherfucking ass Motherfucking ass

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

I haven't stopped crying It happens sometimes After dark When my mind goes places I'd like to go I close my eyes And dream I'm crying Lying close to you Lying I close my eyes To stop the tears That should have stopped When I stopped loving you I close my eyes To forget Crying over you And I do But I lie I haven't looked back since I got out But I go back there sometimes Picking up pieces I dropped Broke Forgot And I think I'd like to take you back there To get lost Where you'd cry Like I cry Don't touch me Nothing touches me 'Cause I cry, baby

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026

No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.