We just want your drugged out, dug out, filthy fucking corpse Scum fucked with dumptrucks in the back of a fucking hearse Wrecked off of bitch witches, that twitch and give us a curse Now we're death stitched junkies taking bodies when when we burst
With beetle needles In your skin Such a feeble Little sin Beetle needles Making you grin Let your brand new Death begin
Just give us a chance to show you our funny fancy trance A death dance with the junkies and the army of devil ants You will fiend in your dreams, and life no longer has a stance We'll fuck you up with the drug to make you piss your pants
The needles breaking the skin And injecting the sin Let your death begin
Concoction of concussions and i'm confused of all cautions So wheather or not i'm coughing from the dust of this empty coffin I'll continue constant chaos in this world i'm caught in Creepy killing crawling corpses claiming whats in my caldron
