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FESTERING SORE LYRICS
"Chlorine for the Gene Pool" (2000)
1. Mucous Membrane/Festering Sore
2. Wanted: GOD - Dead or Alive
3. Soap
4. Satanic Priest
5. The Entity
6. Human Cattle
7. Silent Night, Deadly Night
8. Barking Dogs/Dogcatcher
9. Fuck a Dead Body
10. Terror Firma/Chlorine for the Gene Pool
11. 669
12. Corprophagia
13. Cellar of Horror
14. Evil Dead
15. Die Motherfucker
16. Don't Burn the Witch (Venom cover)
17. Orgy With the Dead (Gortician cover)
1. Mucous Membrane/Festering Sore
Paralytic diseases invading your body
Break your defenses down
Rotting your flesh, decaying your bones
Til you're six feet underground
Don't bother to fight, you can't be cured
You'll be turned into blood and gore
And if you survive you'll be horridly disfigured
Every inch a festering sore
Toxic chemicals corroding your body
Killing from the inside out
Polluting the air, the food and the water
Killing without a sound
Don't bother to fight, they cannot be rid
You'll be turned into blood and gore
And if you survive you'll be horridly disfigured
Every inch a festering sore
Gunshots and knife wounds demolish your body
Churning your insides out
My vicious assault will leave you destroyed
No time to scream or shout
Don't bother to fight, you will not survive
You'll be turned into blood and gore
Your corpse will be mangled, horridly disfigured
Every inch a festering sore
2. Wanted: GOD - Dead or Alive
3. Soap
4. Satanic Priest
5. The Entity
6. Human Cattle
7. Silent Night, Deadly Night
8. Barking Dogs/Dogcatcher
9. Fuck a Dead Body
10. Terror Firma/Chlorine for the Gene Pool
Too many people breeding like rats
Need to thin them out
I love to kill the stupid fucks
Just to hear them scream and shout
Stupid, lazy, weak and slow
Wastes of fucking skin
One by one or mass genocide
Killin' cattle ain't no sin
Kill them all
Put some chlorine in the gene pool
Exterminate the stupid fools
Earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, bombs
Mass murderers gone mad
All reduce the cattle count, they can't be all that bad
People cry and wring their hands
And ask their fake god 'why?'
I just laugh and say "Because
he wants you all to DIE!"
Kill them all
Put some chlorine in the gene pool
Exterminate the stupid fools
Columbine massacre, preps die
(Chlorine)
Jews and muslims fight it out in palestine
(Chlorine)
Cigarettes and car exhaust choke the sky
(Chlorine)
People breeding faster than the food supply
(Chlorine)
Airliner blowing up and going down
(Chlorine)
Flood waters rising making people drown
(Chlorine)
Need to make the gene pool crystal clear
(Chlorine)
So kill some motherfuckers!
11. 669
There is no god
No heaven or hell
And when you die you just lay in your grave
The stupid preachers and the religions they sell
Are just as worthless as the souls they 'save'
Catholic church is just a holy K-mart
The most 'high' pope is just a rich old fart
Makes you feel guilty and makes you pay for things you're born to do
Live under their thumb and do as they say and life as we know it is through
666, it's just a number
Worship no one and you'll do fine
But if you want to preach numerals, try my favorite
Number sixty-nine
12. Corprophagia
13. Cellar of Horror
An innocent victim
It's easy to pick them
A young girl out walking alone
I prowl the streets nightly
So lock your doors tightly
It's best to just stay in your home
Cruising by slowly
You might even know me
Our next meeting will be your last
Your pretty young pout
As I knock you out
Tonight, I'm ending my fast
Pure and unspoiled I'm troubled and toiled
Over how to prepare such a dish
Losing all fear as the hour draws near
Tonight I shall get my wish
My calloused hands crush the life from your puny neck
With my knife I make the slice, now fully erect
Freeing your soul, I drill the hole, my passion unrestrained
Love is blind as I fuck your mind and penetrate your brain
Bound and gagged in my basement, subject to debasement
Staring death right in the eyes
Preparations begin as I season your skin
Oblivious to your muffled cried
Starting to boil you're bathed in hot oil
The meat will soon fall from your bones
Practically starving, you're ripe for the carving
A gourmand leaving no unturned stones
Hunger sets in, I remove your skin
Surveying the blood stained room
The rest of your flesh will stay Tupperware fresh
Alone in a deep-freezer tomb
Cellar of Horror
14. Evil Dead
15. Die Motherfucker
You stupid motherfucker
You fucking piece of shit
Why don't you get on your knees and suck my fucking dick
You're a worthless piece of shit
A fucking waste of life
I'll cut your ass down to the bone and use a rusty knife
The world would be a better place if you weren't in it
I'll bring you to a painful death inside a New York minute
Annoying me, pestering me, getting in my way
Take your last breath, say goodbye, today's your final day
You've pissed me off for the last fucking time
Die motherfucker, die die die
Die motherfucker, die die die
You're a wart on the ass of society
I'm the compound W, I'll burn you off with glee
Your ass is fucking grass, and I'm the lawnmower
Your ass is going down like a five dollar whore
Every day, I'm annoyed by morons like you
Exterminate the human cattle's what I'm going to do
Bring you to my house of pain, my Cellar of Horror
And smile with glee as I being the idiot slaughter
You've pissed me off for the last fucking time
Die motherfucker, die die die
Die motherfucker, die die die
16. Don't Burn the Witch (Venom cover)
The witches brew a pot of hate
with lizard, but and man
with a smile they laugh their spells
astir with wretched hand
calling demons baphomet
and mephistopheles
the tattered firyres cackle
as their mortal victims bleed
chorus don't burn the witch
the ways of hell aren't wrong
don't burn the witch
let them brew their song
the witches of the blackened arts
are cunning, cruel and mean
persecuted by religion
God the man unseen
beastial malevolence
is chartered in their bones
leave the unreal house of God
and burn in hell at home
chorus eye of lizard
wing of bat
testicle of man
tongue of eagle
brain of rat
Jesus Christ's left hand
the witches make the voodoo doll
a toy taboo in heaven
they dance around the pentagram
in search of rape by satan
leave the heart and blood of men
in cauldrons laced in sin
add the arsenic, hemlock, pus
triumph takes the wings
17. Orgy With the Dead (Gortician cover)
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