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The art of farting
01:09
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This is the sound their mouths are making
This what I call the art of farting
This why I feel my brain is cracking
When they talk to much
They spread their shit like it's a blessing
There is some poop into the piping
This why I feel my ears are bleeding
When they lie to us
Prout prout over here, prout prout over there
Listen to them, they say nothing but they’re about to flare
Prout prout over here, prout prout over there
They often forget that they keep their status by our care
This is the sound their mouths are making
This what I call the art of farting
This why I feel my brain is cracking
When they talk to much
They spread their shit like it's a blessing
There is some poop into the piping
This why I feel my ears are bleeding
When they lie to you
Us
Everybody
Speech from an anus!
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2. |
Dead people smell better
01:43
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Open the drawers and choose randomly
Which of these corpses will be our new daily treat
Fucking or eating meatbag is good for inbred rednecks
We are so much more delicate, we, the subtle nozes
Decaying organs, flesh putrefaction
Fluid flow, gas expulsion
The scents are released and we revel in it
You consider us repulsive, you think we are disgusting
What about your jealousy, your frustration or your envy?
You would betray for money
All of these smelly feelings
Are actually living
But they make you stink
So they make you stink
Yeah they make you stink
Beurk they make you stink
Sure they make you stink
Dead people smell better (x4)
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3. |
Menstruation feast
01:24
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Menstruation feast
Bring your funnel
Your host is the Beast
Menstruation feast
A tsunami in the tunnel
You will be force-feed
Today, receive your invitation
To this monthly diner you are forced to be
Next week is the day of menstruation
Immediately begins devilish festivity
Don’t wish, you cannot dodge
Even if single, remember girls are everywhere
They blew in their bloody fog-horn
Now you’re just pooh, pig and pale
Menstruation feast
Bring your funnel
Your host is the Beast
Menstruation feast
A tsunami in the tunnel
You will be force-feed
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4. |
Iron? I run!
00:40
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Must do it, must say that
We really need to hurry up
If we want to upgrade, to aim for a better result
I feel like the famous Marty
When Biff Tannen say to him
“You yellow”
I become hysterical
Shut up, shut up
Hunter of behavior
Shut up, shut up
Now I’m a green giant
Shut up, shut up
Self-made Terminator
Shut up, shut up
Swallow your tong and choke on it
My brain is upside down
My heart a volcano
Imagine myself gouging out your eyes
What I’m supposed to do
When I agree to walk with you
“Must do” is counterproductive
Makes me feel doing nothing
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5. |
21 steps to reject you
00:21
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Interest
Attachment
Respect
Injury
Forgiveness
Questioning
Hope
Disappointment
Interrogation
Incomprehension
Sadness
Anger
Contempt
Anger
Give up
Anger
Hatred
Rage
Fury
Rest
Try again
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6. |
Daddybarrow
00:50
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I tried to speak with my dad
I failed each time
He's just a wheelbarrow
A fucking wheelbarrow
I'm gonna lose my mind
With his accusations flow
Never speak with him
Just push it!
Roll, roll, daddybarrow (x2)
Roll out…
Of my life now!
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7. |
Human deletion crusade
03:14
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Brutal world we’re livin’ in
The better place I’ve found to play
You’re all shit, you’re nothing
My hatchet proves you what I say
No way-out, you’re praying
Too late to save your head
Into your flesh, I’m carvin’
Glimmer of hope into your stare
Human people, when dying
Mutilated or beheaded
Do much ado about nothing
Human deletion crusade!
Prowling there, looking for rotten souls - to dismember
Nauseating, infamous waste-matter - you’ll suffer
Crushed down, into the shade,
Waiting for some human’s flesh,
Which festers, onto my blade,
Expired meat since decades
Mankind has lived his time,
We have to make some place,
A new era, that will be mine,
Human deletion crusade!
Bloodshed, remains…
Cut up some heads!
Tied to a stake, you’re less clever
Your superior air is finally gone
Tears, convulsions, traumatic fever
Money and vanity left you alone
You're an exception, the best ever
But I never spared a single one
And when I slapped you like Bud Spencer
All your hopes are gone
You struggle…
No way to escape!
Be humble…
No way to escape!
Eyes scramble…
No way to escape!
You snuggle…
Your mouth is agape!
Dismembered, piece by piece
Coarse salt on your stumps
Entrails ripped out through the ass
Strangled with your gut
You’re simply made
Of flesh and blood
You thought that your intelligence would change the world
By arrogance, you believed yourself superior
Human deletion crusade is on and you'll swallow your pride
So whoever believed himself to be king will fall…
Human – Deletion
Human – Deletion
Human – Deletion
Human deletion crusade
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8. |
Breathe
00:10
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9. |
Time to hang you out
00:40
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You run out of breath
Scared and trembly
Looking for a shelter
Which protects you from me
You seem more serene
Hidden in the storeroom
Holding your breath
Feeling you're invisible
You all make same mistakes
I know your fucking tricks
I’m opening the door
You scream when you see me
Expression of your face
Distorted by fear
I’m pleased
It's time to hang you out…
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Searchin’ girl on websites
So hot or so desperate
Elate her with deceits
Performing my harrow’s quest
Hear her entreats – Loving
Hear her cries – Exciting
Hear her bones break – Feasting
Smell her ass fries – Sexual feeling
Dismemberin’ this whore
Ready to ejaculate
Abusing this corpse
Juicy, decapitated
Carved meat – Ecstasy
Butchery and sodomy
Torn to pieces and sodomized (x4)
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11. |
Pornagog
01:55
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I don’t care about nothing
Live my life without spleen
I shake my hand and it’s alright!
Breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Lose my nerve with some creampies
Watchin’ bukkakes moves me to tears
I’m in love with pornstars!
I’m pornagog, pornagog
Softened in front of D.P.
Cry on girls eating pussy
I shake my dick from left to right!
Breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Stirred inside by face fucking
Devoted to ass gaping
Anything you can do with one arm!
I’m pornagog, pornagog
But, what’s that?
Mum?
Muuu… Mummy?
Is it you on TV?
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!
Don’t look for this category
Please don’t type “hairy granny”
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12. |
Grandma's advice
00:25
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Remember to put on a scarf before you're going out tonight:
it’s freezing!
You’re too skinny my granddaughter, you have to eat and then you are:
so frumpy!
Don't run into the stairs, you risk falling flat on one's face:
foregone conclusion!
And turn your music down when I'm talking, explaining life to you
Turn your music down, be nice if you don't want us to argue
Turn your music down I can't believe this fucking noise is true
And bring me my foot cream!
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13. |
Waste sweet waste
01:35
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5 o’clock, time to wake-up
Everyday, for 20 years
Scavengers are startin’ trucks
I feel ready to take breakfast
Scrap of food, rest of beer
All I need to be appeased
No pity on me my dear
I just feed through your
Waste sweet waste
Repugnant quiet place
Earth is a giant waste
Where pollution’s a sacrament
Earth is a filthy place
Whipping-boy of governments
Rubbish and sickly smell
Outrage to mother Earth
Neighborhood feels like in Hell
Abundance… Of
Waste sweet waste
Repugnant quiet place
Pollution – Guilty
Oil slick – Guilty
Nuclear waste – Guilty
Suffocation – The end is near
Waste sweet waste
Repugnant quiet place
Earth sweet waste
The shame of human race
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14. |
Shitbag
00:50
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Take your car within one kilometer
Throw away on the floor your anticovid mask
Put in garbage kilos of food a year
Poohing on Mother Earth: your first of all life task
Shitbag (x6)
Shitbag (x7)
Shit-bag!
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Dropped alone in the forest with his dick and his penknife
Thought he was dead many times but he's got 666 lives
His motto: “Azimut Brutal”! Years of practice
Even in water shortage he'd be able to drink his piss
T.B.W.B. : The Brutal Woods Boy
T.B.W.B. : Azimut Brutal
T.B.W.B. : Forest is a toy
T.B.W.B. : The Breton’s Manimal
He fucks humanity, he fucks authority,
He fucks conformity, he fucks the religions
He loves the B-movies, he loves brutality,
He loves sorcery, he loves the Black Legions
He fucks society, he fucks disparity,
He fucks the city, he fucks institutions
He loves the liberty, environmental amenity,
He loves the blasphemy, he loves prosecutions
T.B.W.B. : The Brutal Woods Boy
T.B.W.B. : Azimut Brutal
T.B.W.B. : Forest is a toy
T.B.W.B. : The Breton’s Manimal
Buried in his cave, loneliness as accomplice
Black Metal up to darn military supplies
Backpack always ready and many sharp knives too
King of the survivalists could face the Bugaboo!
Refrain x2
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Self Exploited Whore Bourgogne-Franche-Comté, France
Deathgrind married band composed of Ségolène "SanGluten" (lead vocals) and Furax (guitar/add.vox)
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