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lirik lagu the blood runs in rivers – frightmare


in, to, this, church, to see a man,
who knows he could be my dad,
sign of the cross i look over and watch him pray,
he touched my head and i ran away,

“who knows some b-m degenerate wino.”

hurry up and pick up pam at the club and lets go!
i wake up in the morning to the sound of a drill
foreshadowing my future and my need to kill,
the bills are piling up and i’m going insane,
i throw the phone out the window but it’s the same,

nightmares haunt my mind, i think i’m losing it,
my f-ggot art dealer won’t give me any more money i’m behind on the rent,
i’m trying to finish this painting, my girlfriend is giving me sh-t,
all that anybody wants is money, rivers of blood is what they’ll get!

one night i was watching tv with the girls,
as usual there’s nothing on but sh-t,
then an ad came on for a great new product,
the amazing belt called the ‘porto-pak!’,

the band that moved up stairs plays all f-cking night!

psychotic fantasies, blood red visions,
i’m reaching my breaking point,
i complain to the manager about the noise,
but he tells me that it doesn’t bother him,

instead he gives me a skinned rabbit to eat,
i take a knife and stab it in the head!

20 bucks in my hand, i buy the f-cking ‘porto-pak’,
talking voices in my head, drill bit tearing homeless flesh,
killing spree has begun, use my drill like a gun,
cleaning up the street trash, drill ’em in the f-cking back!

no i’m not a ‘fix it man’, my electric drill tears up your guts!

bus stop b-m get ready to die! swirling metal rips your spine!

[leads: maniac neil]

running though the streets, my drill in hand,
randomly killing anyone i can!
i find this hobo sleeping on a garbage heap,
i drill into his skull and wake him from his sleep!

[lead: maniac neil]

the buffalos finished but dalton f-cking hates it,
carol gets p-ssed and calls him a ‘f-ggot’,
she’s finally fed up and goes back to her ex,
i call dalton up with the promise of s-x,

dressed in drag, my drill is long and ready,
impaled to the door, pam is freaking out and screaming,
now it’s carol’s turn to die as i sneak into the house,
she takes a hot shower as i drill into her spouse,
off goes the lights as she climbs into bed,
she has no f-cking clue, but she’ll she soon be dead,
keep asking for stephen, but his corpse is on the floor,
now you’ll feel my drill you dirty f-cking wh-r-!