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Pungent Stench
Album • 1994
14 Tracks
Pungent Stench
Album • 1994
I sit at home and watch TV Tits and games are boring me The only show I like to see True life - Reality Rear-end collision in the highway fog This news sounds good to me Blood and guts and women with a shock I zip away A boy out the window of a burning house He is very brave and jumps A lovely sound and the brain slashes around I turn it off I sit at home and watch TV Reality shows are boring me The only thrill I like to see Real life - Reality I spill the oil in my favourite turn And watch the speedsters crash I hear them scream and watch them burn No zip away Wood and carpets burst in flames I used the gasoline The office-employees in the 22nd floor Screams I call the private television network Front row for the cameramen I prefer to watch true reality at home True life - Reality Real life - Reality True life
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
He was known as a choker Strangled people wouldn't say a joker He choked them with a necktie Eyes popping out - No air - Die! Choked just for a joke Males with a rope Females got a tie Die! With his murderings he earned glory To his victims he never said sorry Put the string around your head Laughed and screamed - You were dead Choked just for a joke Males with a rope Females got a tie Die! Choked just for a joke Males with a rope Females got a tie Die!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Hate was pushed away by sorrow Now I'm just waiting for tomorrow They will make my life a sudden end Death is the punishment for me I feel so lonely here Memories are the only thing what remained Hell is waiting now for me There we'll meet again you'll see You disappointed me so bad So I shot a bullet in your head I am in jail now Waiting in my cold cell To die News - Radio, TV they call me the family man Psychopathic killer - Or blood daddy from hell But in the heat of the moment, don't you forget I'm the type of guy who thinks his family Has to be perfect eventually Mary-Ann - She was my daughter and only sixteen years old when she died Because she didn't listen to me - She listened to those rock'n roll bands I caught her kissing this boy - In front of my door These are the reasons why I ripped out the guts of that godless little whore I'm a family man and I do what I can To keep everything under control I'm a family man Angela - She was my wife and thirty five years when she died Because she didn't understand me - She always supported Mary-Ann She said this girl is old enough for having a boyfriend This is the reason why I shot her down and made her sinful life an end I'm a family man and I do what I can To keep everything under control I'm a family man
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Let's go! Minimal skinning can be an effective technique Pain will be intense agonising horror Mutilations should always proceed slowly Victim fully conscious of what's happening Slice through the skin Peel it slowly off Watch him scream and bleed like a pork Removal of the skin Use a little plier Never-ending pain Start slicing off bits of muscles Bits of skin In the search of perfect torture Amputation may be a great punishment technique Beware of too fast mutilation Facial mutilation are psychologically devastating Make your victim watch you do this Chopping off his hands Cutting off a limb Gouging his eyes Slice away his lip Amputate his legs Before pull off his nails And cut off his toes Chop his two ears Remove the sex organs Destroy his nose Cruel and unusual punishments Invention of the so-called church Thoughts of christian imagination Used against enemies of church In the search of perfect torture In the search of perfect torture
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
I'm the one who stands behind you Helping hand telling what to do The houseroof is the place we met Hear me whispering: "Fly - Do it - Feel free" Come on and fly! Come on baby touch the sky! I'm the passenger in your new car But with me you won't come very far This solution is the best to take Step on the gas forget the brake Faster, more gas! Practice suicide! I'm Mr Sandman in your bedroom Recommend the pills right for your doom These taste so sweet like candies from the store Give them a try - You need more to die Eat them and die! Eat them and die!
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
I am sorry if I've burnt your fucking skin I kiss your shrivelled lips as fucking grin When I beat you up, you squeak for more Fuck bizarre is what you're looking for Stinking cunt, fat and old Fuck bizarre - I've never been so far I take care to leave no fucking scar Senile bitch in leather and chains For three weeks the stench remains She's just not dead Pins and whips Klyster, incredible You eat my shit as I told you to To drink my piss is nothing new Explore your frontiers - long way to go Grandma I hope you like it so Fuck bizarre Grandma
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
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