Bite Your Head Off

Strange disguise I covered your eyes Lead you to a bunker underground where I hide Slow demise Organs on the market for an inflated price Blood and lust, entrails and vomit and guts Chained to a bed licking my nuts A fiend a beast, unnatural feast The blood, The cash, The bozo creep Spleen kidney liver Cash when I deliver Cock and testes quiver Farewell them forever Slutting out the organs of an obsolete victim Slutting out the organs of an overcharged walrus Brain dead shit lip

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Rear control, not your hole Evil soul, covered my pole Blessed in stink, time to think Can I wash off her shit Stunning Cunning There's no coincidence I'm in the shit Stunning Cunning There's no wonder no control exists No coincidence, No innocence When her ring just starts to drip Stunning Cunning She's opened up the brown abyss

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

There's a thorn in my side On a spastic two-headed dragon I ride In the wind, on a night I choke on the smoke of the church that I light I hear the call, I carry sin To the house of the holy one within I empty cans, I flick my light Burn myself in the church tonight There's a curse on the wind Shit on the liver again Scream, die My death and my funeral combined Born of the wisdom of the ancient ghosts The blood of the goat and the chalice we toast To the win and the sin, unholy Odin There's a place where the old souls gather to boast Of the thrill, and the spill And the victims that they kill If they die in the fields Then they die at our will Corpse in the church The priest and the mourners evoked In the old, cold morning light I choke on the smoke of the church that I light There's a curse on the wind Shit on the liver again Scream, die My death and my funeral combined

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

I'll bite your head off If you come too close to the stage I'll bite your head off If you don't like what I got to say I'll bite your head off I like to scream saying something absurd I'll bite your head off If you think that we sound like a turd I'll bite your head off Don't think twice about a trippers reaction Go balls out with your foot to the floor There's no second guessing with the law of attraction You get what you want and you take a bit more Stressing over messing with the sensitive dude The lesson is the stressing doesn't have any room If you didn't get it then, then I guess you never will Clean and sober psychopath getting off the pills Go and don't look back Your turn to scratch my back Can't play nice at the metal night You take it to the heart and then you take it to me Macho metal monkey with the brain of a pea I can't fuckin' fight, but I can fuckin' scream!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Dead end bender Things are getting better but they're always getting worse Two steps forward with a needle in a purse Suicide a secret she would never deny If deaths in the way of getting high You're loaded to the hilt Dead end bender no agenda High heel stilts Dead end bender no agenda Fallin' down the stairs Dead end bender no agenda Trippin' over pills Dead end bender no agenda If you always do what you've always done You always get what you always got If it gets too hard, you just wanna stop You take too much and you're starting to drop Over and over again The scene's all fucked with your dead end friends My head is on the mend I say goodbye, then I see you again When will it stop When will you go I'm done with the smack and the booze and the blow Shits hit the fan I start to see Your old world don't involve me

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Seems to be a desire for burning The morbid, sickening truth It's a dream but reality's turning Manipulation to torture for you In a blaze just to the north lay a victim in the fire At the neighbours next door a few more As the flames got higher front door, demon spawn Take a plunge and dive into the fire Twist it, Scream it, Burn it, The jury is out, a desire for burning Seems to be a desire for burning all of you Crawling through the ashes on your knees with blistered hands Looking for reality but getting banned Twist it, Scream it, Burn it, The jury is out, a desire for burning

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Round 1 pretty and mean Workout, peepshow, magazine French car crash, fucked up dead Ambulance cuts the baby out instead When he fucked you did you see Eyes with slits and balls all three Taste the blood upon his breath Your so fucked you'll pray for death Why? Until the clock starts ticking again There's not a second to lose He's got you up in a noose Round 2 such a lovely smile She takes the cock of a reptile Wave, curtsey, act real nice She's the perfect bride for the anti-christ

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Hobbling out the back, looking for a gun Pack of Winnie blues and the Bundaberg rum Voices in my head, from ripping on the bong Victims in the shed in the 40 gallon drum Tripping of my head, sucking on the citric Silly ol' mate out sitting in the pig shit Hammer in the veins, hallucinating mind A forty pack of bulbs and a Stanley cask of wine I'll stab you in the face if you come around to mine Silly ol' mate got his head on the block The old blunt axe, one big chop Silly ol' mate got his head in the dirt Educate a guess, slaving to the grind The parrot spreads his wings, the parrot learns to fly It's a disaster, straight into the window glass You can't fly faster, old King Parrot, broken bastards Silly ol' mate got his head on the block The old blunt axe, one big chop Silly ol' mate got his head in the dirt The old magpie gets eyes for dessert Silly ol' mates got a lesson not learnt That's the reason silly ol' mate got burnt The deal gets better when it ends in death Silly ol' mates got blood on his breath The moral to the story is the king of the parrots knows best

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

In the crack of your ass In the crook of your arm Eyes gone mad in the dental van Routine check turned alien implant Crippled with fear, they know you can hear, under their light A flick of the switch, a twist of the wrist, your shrouded in lies Eyes went black just before the attack Cold Steel Probe in the crack of your ass Torture insanity twisted academy Fucking me destroying you Creeping depravity, leave me for dead Back to the needle a junkie is born again Fuck off the lessons and fuck all your friends Dip in the spoon and burn all your money Cold Steel Probe in the crack of your ass Open fire, soul destroyer take your shot Mis-defier, truth denier, fuck you cunt Cold Steel Probe in the crack of your ass If the cunt steals and rips you off Takes you for all your worth Don't wait or you'll hesitate From under you the earth will fade It's the true mark of a coward And a liar that's desperate And lost any will or desire

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

(narrated to the tune of a music box) Children... thanks very much for listening to the latest King Parrot: "Bite Your Head Off" long player. We think you should have enjoyed this... you've had a good listen, so why not pop up to your bedroom, put your jammies on, hop under the doona, and I'll be in there to read you a story in a minute, okay?

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025