1. |
New Holes
01:32
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I’m gonna drill
new holes into you
Forget the old ones
these are brand new
500 tons piercing thru your skin
Erasing every
erasing every sin
I got, New Holes,
Gonna Drill, New Holes into you!
I’m you’re new lover
so let me in
Seal up the old
I’m still coming in
You’re gonna get fucked
no matter what
You have become
my new slut
I got, New Holes,
Gonna Drill, New Holes into you!
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2. |
Green Guts
01:34
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Do you feel it in your gut?
Are you feeling sick?
Look at all the blood,
Are you going to shit?
Look at all the death
Feel it twisting inside
Are you starting to question
Which one of you died?
Do you feel it inside?
Is it coming out?
From deep inside
It’s gotta come out
Are you still that tough?
Are you turning green?
Or are you turning black
and enjoying the scene?
Was it you or them?
Who got the short end
Here comes number two
Can you do it again?
Green Guts
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3. |
Gut
00:51
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Track
Shoot
Slice
Skin
Gut!
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4. |
Traitor
02:01
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Accuse him
Arrest him
Charge him
Try him
Convict him
Arraign him
Jail him
Destroy him
There’s a traitor
In your own house
There’s a traitor
Outside your office door
There’s a traitor
Sitting very near
There’s a traitor
Whispering i your ear
Torture him
Bugger him
Crucify him
Kill him!
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5. |
Soft Serve
02:08
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Soft Serve
Melting Fast in the desert sun
Sinking fast with nowhere to run
Feel the heat beating down
Soon will be 6ft under ground
Got a little to close to the flame
Only has himself to blame
Lost with no idea what to do
Soon will be mere bubbling goo
How did I get here?
Melting in the sun!
I like snowmobiles and ice fishing
oh god, what have I done!
Is this what I signed up for?
Sinking fast and all alone!
Who won top model?
Will I ever make it home?
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6. |
One More World War
01:03
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One More World War
To end it all
and destroy this place
to neutralize
the whole fucking human race
So don't think twice
Don't hesitate
to seal the worlds fate
let's lay it all to waste
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7. |
Crucifixation
00:36
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Crucifixation device of torched why do you wear it around your neck?
think idolity will save you, save you from the depths of heck
think it loves you, you love him, think you have a personal relation?
just a sick-o, obsessed with torcher, obsessed with your crucifixation
He died He died He died He died
He’s dead He’s dead He’s dead He’s dead
and he's never coming back
Crucifixation, device of death, seems you just can't get enough
watch him die again and again, just a sick-o obsessed with snuff
sadistic, masacist, religiously fucked up
you don't have eternal salvation
you have problems, you have issues
all fucked up with your crucification
He died He died He died He died
He’s dead He’s dead He’s dead He’s dead
and he's never coming back
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8. |
Genesis 19
01:31
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Set up to be knocked down
Born with a target on you head
put on this Earth already doomed
Just to be shot down shot down dead.
Set up!
Framed and judged by the hand of god
No chance for compassion or pity
Rounded up for plans of genocide
Planted in a doomed city.
Set up!
Tear them down!
Set them up then tear them down
Burn your city to the ground
You have no choice you have no say
born a sinner and you’re gonna pay.
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9. |
6-6-6
00:14
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10. |
Ether Bunny
01:53
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Better watch your back it’ll hop out on you
on your face a white rag then into a burlap bag
Tie your hands and feet with a zip tie
Meet it’s demands or you’re gonna die!
Don’t trust it so pure and white
It will take you away in the dark of the night
No GPS, no OnStar
when you’re gagged and bound
in the trunk of the car.
It’s the Ether Bunny
slap you in the face
It’s the Ether Bunny
lay your life to waste
It’s the Ether Bunny It’s the Ether Bunny.
Now you’re naked Bag on your head
hear a gun click and now your dead!
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11. |
JTC
00:45
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Jack T. Chick has only one goal,
Jack T. Chick wants to save your soul
Jack T. Chick won’t give up the fight
Jack T. Chick knows he right.
Jack T. Chick
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12. |
Road Kill
01:17
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Cold and alone laying on the side of the road
What hit you you will never know
Hit you hard and fast like a landmine
You’ve been taken down by mankind
You’ve stopped moving stopped dead in your track
Blood’s turning cold your world is turning black
People ignore you as they run by
Just like an animal they don’t care you’re gonna die.
You’re Road Kill
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13. |
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War
Invasion
Overthrow
Occupation
Violence
De-capitation
Genocide
Annihilation
Wake Up & Smell The Blood
Chaos
Starved and Poor
Blood bath
Religious War
Death squad
Forgot what for
Bloody Corpse
lying on the floor
Wake Up & Smell The Blood
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14. |
Plan C
02:10
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15. |
Sticks Against Bricks
01:33
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Sticks against bricks
you want a war that’s something we can fix
You take a swing, We’ll take a throw
It’ll just take a few and down you’ll go
Sticks against bricks
you want a war that’s something we can fix
We have a million books, you have one
We have the smarts and you’re just dumb.
Sticks against bricks
you want a war that’s something we can fix
You got pickup trucks, we have trains
You got ignorance and we have brains
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16. |
Spinner
00:47
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baby killer
anti-christ
homo fuck
freedom hating
terror loving
Hollywood schmuck
bible burning
butt fucking
anti-hick
indecisive
flag burning
satanic prick
Spinner
baby killer
anti-christ
homo fuck
freedom hating
terror loving
Hollywood schmuck
dike loving
moral less
dying in sin
anti-family
death lover
you’ll never win!
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17. |
Media Watchdog
02:15
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Tell me what’s wrong with the USSA
Tell me how far we’ve gone astray
Show me what’s wrong on the TV today
Tell me about about a better way
I’m the Media Watchdog
Nothing more than a Schizoid
Your friendly neighborhood watchdog
Falling fast into the void
Spew out the hate and love of God
When the old lady farts we kick the dog
Basking in humiliation
One more step towards saving a nation
I’m the Media Watchdog
Nothing more than a Schizoid
Your friendly neighborhood watchdog
Always on the side of God
No more ideas
no more freedom of speech
The days are over tof turn the other cheek
pull out the plug
Turn out the lights
The right has only begun to fight.
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Minus9 Ypsilanti, Michigan
Drum and Bass Hardcore/grindcore/thrashmetal/crossover and back again. We scream songs about: Hate, war, death, corruption, ignorance, torture, kidnapping, genocide, religion, death. Did we mention death? cause there's a lot of it.
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