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SATANASSHOLE LYRICS
"Tenebra de mente" (2004)
1. Highway 696969
2. Lana Laroxes
3. When I was 665
4. Entro (Rex Tremendae Majestatis)
5. Lipstick for my Ass
6. Pregnant of a Satanasshole
7. The four Worsemen
8. Outro
9. Reversing Crosses (bonus track)
1. Highway 696969
Roaming to the sunset
There's a yellow yawning light
Motor's breathing so damn fast
Keep on driving without rest
Turn the radio on
Pretty tired to be alone
Choose some good stuff from my hits
Satanal metal makes me twist
Accelerator feet-ache
Speedometer is gonna break
In this lazy twilight sun
Down the highway 69
Head bangs
Upon airbags
Left hand grabs the steering-wheel
While the right one shifts the gear
I'm on highway sixhundredninetysix
Ninehundredsixtynine
Roaming to the West
There is something further on
An hitchhiker down the road
It's a woman, thighs so long
She's good looking, sexy bomb
Pull the brake, she gets a lift
Now turn the radio off:
Dear loneliness fuck off!
Compromising hinge-ache
Underpants are gonna break
In this sexy twilight sun
Down the highway 69
Tits bangs
Like airbags
Left hand grabs the steering-wheel
As the right one strips her gear
I'm on highway 696
969
Heavy petting through the night
Things are getting really tight
Get undressed but running on
We are seeking for some more
Naked ass on leather seat
I realise how cool it fits
And it's so hard to keep the road
Since she's doing some good-job…
Exaggerating hard-on
Speedometer broken by now
In this crazy sexy run
We are having a 69
Body bangs
Among airbags
Left hand grabs her ass and hips
While the right one's getting twist'd
I'm on highway 696969
Now we're roaming through the night
Both a cigarette we light
Satisfied my sexual thirst
With her bra around my wrist
And her panties on my head
All I need now is a bed
There's the radio playing on
Satanasshole's coolest song
And here it goes…
Accelerator feet-ache
Speedometer is gonna break
In this lazy twilight sun
Down the highway 69
Head bangs
Upon airbags
Left hand grabs the steering-wheel
While the right one shifts the gear
I'm on highway 696969
2. Lana Laroxes
I know a thing or two about
A girl or maybe a cow
She is made of pure flesh
And she is damn mad for sex
Her name is dirty
Ana-gramatically lusty
She’s called Lana Laroxes
Her piercing taboos are covered by oxyd
Her lips are round libidinous smooth
She can say things which sound like a moo
And her intelligence is cowish
But her skin is latex and fetish
Not a single girl knows
How to do things like her
She can sit and make her pants rip
And she can fake just like a plump-cake
When you see her face you don’t hesitate
Just grab the apple and eat from the plate
When you see her face I said don’t hesitate
Just grab an apple and eat from that plate
Watermelons peachy cerise
Banana two kiwis and peas
She must turbate every man’s mind
Her path is big curvaceous and so wide
Silly conical geometrically morbid_ah
Lana analcholica nymphomaniaca
Sexlaustrophobica vulvacromatica
Oral pro nobis
Onaniscepulis
Homo homini lupus
Femina feminae cunnilingus
Rubra rosa rosarum iaces
Lana Laroxes you teach us to love sex
Burzum corda
Alea eiaculata est
Uter capella melior est?
Dulcis in fundo
Urbis et orbis
Carpe noctem
In illo tempore
Puella cum agricola
In urbe venierunt
Magna pompa undique
Agricola semen in agre sevit
Puella fructum suum edit
Agricola felix
Virgo satis sed virgo non plus ultra
3. When I was 665
When I was 665
I had a normal life
House a cat a pretty wife
Uniform and tie
I lived to work, loved fashion style
When I was 665
I used to clone my life
Everday was just the same
Uniform and tie
Selling soul on sale for salary
When I was 665
I had a routine life
Used to wake at ten to six
And go to bed at twentythree
Uniform and tied
When I was 665
Typing on the keyboard
Staring at the monitor
Answer to the telephone
Dressed up in the uniform
Toner breath, ringing head
Now it’s time for coffee break
When I was 665
I had this kind of life
Now that I am 666
Stapler pierces all my skin
Dip the pen in bloody ink
Falsifying the balance sheets
Underdesktop secretaries
Make my day un-ordinary
Spend my time on porno site
Now that I am 6 3 times
Now that I am 6 3 times
I got an open freaky mind
Dressed in black, farts of fire
I feel a hell inside
Each day is lunatic
Happiness in being sick
Egocentric random style
‘cause I am 6 3 times
Now that I am 666
I go to bed at 6
I don’t wake up until it’s 6
Taste my veins I’m cool and sick
Six sex sick six sex sick six sex sick
Don’t forget to feed the cat
Don’t forget to feed the cat
Don’t forget to feed the cat
…or he’ll eat you!
4. Entro (Rex Tremendae Majestatis)
Taken from W.A. Mozart's Requiem
5. Lipstick for my Ass
Skin so thin to rend
So kill something for rent
Theach your stiches when to itch
Cuts won’t seal but scream and screech
It’s right to fear what’s worth to feel for real
Flesh and bones and veins don’t always heal
Nylon iron spiderwebs in lungs
Bourbonache nicotied vein burns
Scream
Iron is naïf and ironic is a knife
Iron under skin: relic in a shrine
A choice in captivity
A voice of capability
Scream
Cut between your legs
Cut between your legs
Cut beat in a lag
Cat eyed twins’ good ass
Cut between your legs
Cut between your legs
Lipstick for my ass
New hit for the press
Cut between your legs
Bitter cup of glass
This is my lipstick
This is the musick
Lyrics flow all night long
I don’t want more less
I rip the velvet, taste the lash
This is the lipstick for my ass
I don’t close eyelids
‘cause I am careless
idiosynchronize the masses
Twice the dice is sliced
Alcoholics served with ice
Alithosis words collide
Alibising worlds of lies
Tipsy lips inside my mouth
Taste the lipstick fading out
6. Pregnant of a Satanasshole
That night it was fullmoonlight
The woods were so erotic
Our souls almost simbiotic
We walk’d a mile among the trees
Frosted tears along her cheeks
There at the party we drank hard
Whiskey vodka mixed with ice
Took my Ferrari she loves my style
Drove to the forest by moonlight
It’s midnight and wolves scream
And she’s started her striptease
- You can leave your red hood on -
I say tasting her neck’s blood
It’s midnight and snow falls
She then opens the door
Pull my outside in the cold
- It’s too damn small that car-shaped hole! -
And she runs upon the snow
- Stop yourself little red hood
Or the wolf will swallow you! -
It was fullmoonlight
The woods were so erotic
Our souls almost simbiotic
We walk’d a mile among the trees
Frosted tears along her cheeks
And so we lay upon the ground
It is frozen all around
Too cold for lil’ red hood
And too damn cold for condoms
Latex inevitably crumbles
But who cares I really don’t know
She’s astonishingly porno
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Velcro seals my mouth
I breathe fluid formalin
Fetish fetos floating everywhere
Eylids closed yet see a warm red light
Amnionic memories fill my mouth
I breathe mother’s hips
Soft-core echos pumping in my veins
Make my brain grow day by day
Nine months I spent
Hanged on an umbilical cord
Eating placenta, drinking blood
Pumping heartbeats over 300 bpm
Headbanging mama until stomach-ache
Now it’s time to set my birthday
I want to see the outside
I dive
And break the water
A vertical horizon opens
I am the sunrise
From the womb in which you layed
I rise
You are pregnant of a satanasshole
My gratitude is vengeance
For having given me this life
I rip the meat
And rise
And I
Am mine
7. The four Worsemen
Seven dirty trolls
The ancient bell tolls
Seven stinky ghouls
The solar disc blooms…
Raiders of an ancient night
Velvet tears blacken their eyes
Hear the roaming of their hooves
Hear the thunders slashing gloom
See the black vests furrowed by the wind
In the twilight blood-red gleam
-Here's the four worsemen
Noyr, Mt, Osammoth, Leets
Breaching dusk gates of frosted mist
Just had their breakfast of frosties and milk
Here's the four worsemen-
Raiders of a land crowded by the damned
On their steeds they run like hell
There is darkness in their stares
As they ride under the moon
There are branches in their eyes
As they pass through underwood
Choke those tears
Noyr hates the bitter taste
Drinking from your neck veins
Joke with fears
MT likes the glitters on your face
Eating your hot skin in chains
Shut that mouth
Osammoth needs some rest
Laying with you underground
Hang around
Leets will give you his necklace
So that you won't fall off the bough
-Here's the four worsemen
We stink and raise hell
We love darkness and ourselves
We are freaks not gentlemen
So learn to call us the 4 worsemen-
When the Moon is not high
And the night passes by
See the glooming starlight
For the worsemen are nigh
8. Outro
9. Reversing Crosses (bonus track)
full title:
Reversing crosses, straightening bananas
(and only with my ass)
(taken from the recording sessions of "promo 2002"
Here I am
Upon the shore
South from Norway
-very south I mean-
Satan gave me bat-wings
Got them for my soul
Towards the sun I rose
Used to chill in icewoods
Used to shake in thrills
Cold-steel-grey-skies
Fiords, green hills and ice
-Where the hell am I?-
-I miss so much my castle-
-I feel a Satanasshole-
There I was
Upon the clouds
Flying with brand new wings
-Very new I mean-
Satan’s still an asshole
Laughs and keeps my soul
But wings they fly no more
Used to chill in icewoods
Used to have the creeps
Blonde girls blue eyes
Legs, big tits and thighs
-Where the hell am I?-
-I miss so much my castle-
-I’m just a Satanasshole-
So there I was
Falling from the skies
Upon a desert shore
-Fucking desert I mean-
Used to chill in icewoods
Used to love the sea
Now all I see here is just
Sand banana trees
-Where the hell am I?-
-I miss so much my castle-
-I am a Satanasshole-
Reversing crosses
Straightening bananas
Is all that I can call fun
Upon this fucking shore
But falling both my arms broke
So all I have’s my ass
-Yes all I have’s my ass!-
…......
And here I stand
Tropically bronze tanned
Sunglasses suncreams
Orange juice with ice
Blows a light warm breeze
My castle’s made of sand
I am a really brand new man
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