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letra de evil - mr. morbid & melph

[verse 1: mr. morbid]
in the name of all unholy sumerian forces i’m carrying
torches and burying corpses in every cemetery i’m crossing
the headless horseman from the dreaded forest
witness my metamorphosis into baphomet with the devil’s h-rns
i shatter crosses and catholics with the rebel force
my metaphors are so blasphemous, i’m forever lost
there’s no turning back, burning black candles
you’re first to get strangled, watch a person get mangled
by a merciless murderous animal without restrictions
blood thirsty and yearning to dead them all
your throat is ripped into a thousand pieces
no saving words from the mouth of jesus
i’m in the house of demons, the lord of a thousand legions
tortured without release and then forced to allow the beast
to inhabit your body and not allow you an ounce of peace then
and i’m about to creep, nightstalker status
so i might cause a panic when your lifeforce is vanished
i’m a knife holding psycho with rifles and xanax
and your wife’s gonna die slow, the slices are endless
say goodnight to the bad guy, this might get horrendous
i see light in your dead eyes, it’s brighter than ever
i decided to sever your head, we can shine together
share a spine forever until i die to combine in my cadaver
i’m getting off track, time to get my mind together
read the necronomicon that i bind in leather
flesh pieces wrapped in dead fetus, i’m fresh to death
rocking them extra dead features
dressed in black robes, death mask and black sneakers
hexes, black cats, molesting dead creatures
pentagrams and pentacles, severed heads and tentacles
every man’s an animal, blood l-sting fanatical
b-ttf-cking this b-tch, while i’m upcutting her genitals
love nothing but suffering, blood dropping from padded walls

[chorus: mr. morbid]
this the the type of evil, that i would like to see through
so if you die deceased tonight my sh-t will frighten people
this the the type of evil, that i would like to see through
so if you die deceased tonight my sh-t will frighten people

[verse 2: mr. morbid]
sl-t puppets expandable, drugged up, then locked in a box
up in my attic, i’m motherf-cking satanic
i’ve had enough of this planet, time for purification
life is burning with hatred, knife is certainly sacred
got a burgundy bas-m-nt, it’s bl–dy red, everybody’s dead
i’m son of sam rocking a bundy mask when i cut and slash
blood dripping hallways, f-cked tripping all day
sl-ts that i call ending up in my crawlsp-ce
human beings are really nothing but food to demons
oozing, screaming, useless, feeble and stupid creatures
so now the gloves are off, i had enough of this sh-t
i’ll tear down your f-cking gods, get on some monstrous sh-t
i hope you f-ckers drown in a pool of vomit and p-ss
demolish your sh-t, son of satan, demonical kid
abominable, like the snowman, follow your kids home from school
throw them down a bottomless pit

- mr morbid melph

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