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INKBLACK LYRICS
"Promo" (2001 Demo)
1. Unitwhore
2. Dawn of the Dead
3. The new Brood ##
1. Unitwhore
Unitwhore
By: Angelo
Underneath a blackened sky raped and tortured women cry
A force well hung painful entries made cumshots well caught to create a new race.
Exploding wombs dying cunts extreme perversion just begun
Splitting ass fucked hardcore rapped in one word Unitwhore
Backstage whores a breed apart await willingly to be fucked to shit by us
Our savage thrusts bring blood and pleasure to their lives that are so bored and blessed.
The joy taken on a Inkblack ride to hell where perversion stands a free and thus
They put aside their fucking pride in a God that they caint touch nor see to fucking rest.
Behold the new world in which we reign, the whores that scream in agony and pain.
They want Inkblack to please them at the core sex starved women we call Unitwhore.
The sickening life of denial called belief make God's women squirm at our feet
They caint wait to do what God forbids he denies pleasures and controls how they live.
The freedom in our bible of perversion opens eyes in our church of death they enter sexcrimes.
Where ever we go and on every tour we encounter our flock of cunts our Unitwhores.
Unitwhore!!!
They suck, they fuck, they suck, and swallow
Instrumental
2. Dawn of the Dead
Dawn of the dead.
by: Angelo
The portals of hell opened wide, through fire and brimstone the dead will rise.
A devil's army have come to feast, of the flesh and blood of God's weak.
The landscape filled with living dead, the living sought refuge in a remote shack.
The dead men stormed the place like mice, the blood and gore told that few would survive.
When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.
Dawn of the dead.
The world is at it's knees, only the dead will hear them plead
Screams of agony as they get eaten, ripped to shreds still alive but weaken.
As the dead consume their flesh, the light in their eyes start to parish.
The final stand at a shopping mall, it will tear your soul apart.
Night, Dawn, Day of the dead.
When he comes the trees shall be torn in half, the waters shall turn black,
And the land shall be tainted with blood.
Present, past and future will all meet in hell.
Will all meet in hell
End game in a remote cave, where they try to keep the dead at bay.
If there's one thing time has taught, it's that evil never dies at heart
When the dead are no longer that way, you can't keep the Devil away
And when the dead eat your insides, console in the fact that you'd still be alive.
3. The new Brood ##
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