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Rules and bones
Are meant to be broken
Start a riot, start a brawl
Take a shot and a dozen more
Another beer and spill two
I‘ve got a message: fuck you!
In a night that never ends
I‘m not out to make new friends
I‘m the boy that nobody owns
Raise fists not phones
My body is a temple
And tonight I‘ll tear it down
Broken bottles, severe cuts
Strangled with your own guts
Bonded by blood, flirting with gore
Murder in the front row
It feels so right when it‘s wrong
Out for trouble all night long
A pit of splitting bones
Raise fists not phones
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Feaces Christ - D.P.R.
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You were puked from the sewers below
Full of shit – out of control
Feel the urge to dominate
To divide, detest and decimate
Inside the unknown we seek for lies
A blurring reality impels to stigmatize
Recommend all to die a wretched death
With my repugnance I will molest
I’m obsessed with disgust
Injecting poison under cold skin
Feel the urge to die from within
Spitting poison into cold blood
Like a maggot eating from the rot
Knowledge reversed
And all the doubts are getting dispersed
In a world full of shit
Everyone stinks to high heaven
Speak to me and you will be pulverized
Feed me what I want so I can get stabilized
Ears are shut while the mouth is open
Wishing the opposite dead
Hubris has spoken its mind
I want to disgorge
In the sink of life
We will drown
Without intentions to take a step back
To confess nothing
In obedience to the impulse you will backstab
Pretend the precious savior
And act the voyeur
Spectate and vomit on purpose
Excessive and foul convictions
Turn to addictions
Never to be unveiled again
Injecting poison under cold skin
Let us rot from within
While spitting poison into cold blood
We are eating from the rot
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Feaces Christ Regensburg, Germany
Rabid Death Metal Punk
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