Haha sick shit DOOD!!
That was fucking kicking man, I love the story!
I recently did vox for my 'your worst fucking nightmare 2' so i don't know whether to submit that or not - I'll leave that up to you.
...Was that you who did the high-pitched creams too? That sounded fucking cool, like Hate Eternal!
I always thought things like impalements and severed organs were enough to kill people, then I watched on Discovery (don't laugh, my dad had the buttons) there was this guy who fell off a 45-foot crane, directly on a steel pole going straight through the top of his head, right through his body and out of his arse - and somehow he was saved in hospital, he was even talking to the camera! It was un-fucking-believable!
Anyway, awesome fucking song!
Cheers mate. Yeah, submit your song and I'll be like, "Whahahaa, Fucking yeahh".
It was me that did the high pitch screams yeah, it sounded pretty cool, even though I recorded it pretty low.
That bastard who survived that fall was one lucky bastard. If I was there I would have been throwing shit at his face! Haha
Cheers for your review mofo!
Now that's the shit, you crazy ass mutherfucker!!
Still thrashin, fucker!!!!Kicked some ass!!!No more talkin...must listen!!
Haha, thanks alot mate. Here are the horrible sounds which came from the bottom of my bowels!!!
She comes to my room,
Dressed in black,
No need to shut the door,
Behind her back.
It'll only take a minute,
To rip out her throat,
Dying on the floor,
While I grab my coat.
My perversion is an obsessive one,
Victims in the hundreds,
Bueried in the garden,
And chunks left in the bin.
None of them were innocent,
They had it fucking coming,
Guilty of a sin,
They've punished me too long.
Scratching off her flesh,
With my bare hands,
Stopping all the bleeding,
by wrapping her in bands.
With a kitchen knife,
I force my cock,
Into her wounds.
Put her corpse into the bath remover her tattoos.
Wrench the teeth out find a hammer crush them to bits.
Slash her up and flush the fucking chunks down the bog
Dispose of the body and burn all of my clothes.
Got her address her family aint safe.
Fuck em to death if they try to escape.
Finding a way into your house isn't hard.
If you live you'll be forever scarred.
(repeat above but slower)
Bodies surround me and speak my name,
A house full of corpses I am to blame,
Hundreds I've killed, I still feel no shame,
Hundreds I've killed, it's my little game.
Feed my lust to kill,
With whores and booze,
Die, you'll die,
When I pull your fucking spine out,
My mind has lost control,
I don't know what I've taken,
But I see death all around.
Killcount is still rising and the blood forever stains,
Images are stuck in my head of their smashed up brains,
Brutal Fuck Death how have I still not been put in jail?
or better still someone with balls will rip my skull apart.
(Repeat "Feed my lust" part")
Please contact me if you would like to use this in a project. We can discuss the details.