Demi Monde Bizarros
Wake up before it's tool ate they're making a munster soon now they're sealing our fate they're making a munster Patchwork and stitches like Frankenstain. Electrical shock trough the spine! wake up before it's too late they're making a munster Munster-Munster-Munster! Munster-Munster-Munster! Papers get lost in the mist when making a munster A Product of mad scientists they're making a munster cleaning the closet from skeletons and cover up scandels and scars selling their fable-like farce they're making a munster Munster-Munster-Munster! (who are the real monsters?) Munster-Munster-Munster! now is the time to be strong theyere making a munster and face hwat's in fact's going on they're making a munster People believe every word they say they must think we're made out of clay hey! Sleepwalkers! now it's too late the nightmare's begun Munster-Munster-Munster!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 16, 2025
Wake up before it's tool ate they're making a munster soon now they're sealing our fate they're making a munster Patchwork and stitches like Frankenstain. Electrical shock trough the spine! wake up before it's too late they're making a munster Munster-Munster-Munster! Munster-Munster-Munster! Papers get lost in the mist when making a munster A Product of mad scientists they're making a munster cleaning the closet from skeletons and cover up scandels and scars selling their fable-like farce they're making a munster Munster-Munster-Munster! (who are the real monsters?) Munster-Munster-Munster! now is the time to be strong theyere making a munster and face hwat's in fact's going on they're making a munster People believe every word they say they must think we're made out of clay hey! Sleepwalkers! now it's too late the nightmare's begun Munster-Munster-Munster!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 16, 2025
I went to satan, to live my life I tried to lure him into making me a wife A young and horny to bare my child I went to Satan! My ride into Into afterlife I ride into afterlife please help me Satan to find a bride nobody wants me and my time is running out must have an offspring, before I die please help me Satan! My ride into Into afterlife I need a womand, I have no womb. I need to sow my seed before I get entombed It's not contagious, I am doomed I need a woman .. soon I'm only mortal, as you can see I am the last in a distinguished family It seem I'll cut down that family tree. Make me immortal .. now! the hearafter awaits me I'm so looking forward to leave
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 16, 2025
I went to satan, to live my life I tried to lure him into making me a wife A young and horny to bare my child I went to Satan! My ride into Into afterlife I ride into afterlife please help me Satan to find a bride nobody wants me and my time is running out must have an offspring, before I die please help me Satan! My ride into Into afterlife I need a womand, I have no womb. I need to sow my seed before I get entombed It's not contagious, I am doomed I need a woman .. soon I'm only mortal, as you can see I am the last in a distinguished family It seem I'll cut down that family tree. Make me immortal .. now! the hearafter awaits me I'm so looking forward to leave
Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 16, 2025
No No No! Doctor doctor, I'm going crazy In the neon red light I'm a stripper and I just love it it just can't be ...right Exhibitionistic nature, narcisist, you tell me I just love to see their faces as I give 'em ..me I don't know why I don't know why - I don't No No No! Doctor, doctor, this can't be healthy it feels good but is bad especially last Tuesday when I saw some friends of my dads I'm an anti-sexual creature, I just thought you should know Oh please Dr, Mr doctor what am I gonna do? I don't know what - I don't I don't know why I don't know why - I don't.. No No No! WHY?
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Makes no sense, don't even rhyme I can say whatever cause this song is mine.. Maybe you're right - I'm full of it, shit..it..it it's just verbal diarrhoea no no! It's just verbal diarrhoea no no! Nag nag nag - the bitch is back prayed that she would die from a heart attack what am I sayin! oh nevermind.. Oh! It's just verbal diarrhoea no no! "Is alcohol a laxative for the tongue-tied, the nervous and the shy. We drink ourselves pretty, outspoken and bold. All the shit that's inside must come out.. blah!" Just who do I think I am Andy Warhol's ghost with a master plan when you gotta go - you gotta go.. It's just verbal diarrhoea - realize it's suicide Cheating Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde what do I mean? Oh don't ask me.. it's just verbal diarrhoea no no! It's just verbal diarrhoea
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
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I have been dumped..on, and it stinks! and I've pissed off .. and on,.. by the masteer, the servant and the slave I have been dumped..on, and it stinks! and I've pissed off ..and on,.. by the master, the servant and slave Dirty, Nasty, Filthy - Me! Dirty, Nasty, Filthy - Me!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Beyond the treshold of pain, pain, pain pain, pain, pain Beyond the treshold of pain, pain, pain pain, pain, pain Beyond the treshold of pain, Beyond the treshold of pain, pain, pain pain, pain, pain Beyond the treshold of pain, pain, pain pain, pain, pain Beyond the treshold of pain, pain, pain pain, pain, pain PAIN!
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
hello kids my name isss.. Hit Hit Hit! I have been dumpd, On and it stinks And I been ripped off, raped by the Hitman, Hitman, Hitman! Hit Hit Hit! I have been dumped On and it stinks And I been fucked up, fucked! So Hit me, Hit me, Hit me! Hit Hit Hit!
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
Party their heads off with the queers of noise All the decadent beauties and uglies - flatters the host litterly kiss his ass it's a favour he gladly returns! Goes by the nick name Saddam De Sade got a closet that's more a graveyard Mingle with artists and prostitutes It's a trade off for the Vanity fair.. We back up their orgies with music as the houseband "Demi monde bizarros!" they partying non stop for 120 days. And barely no one is let out alive! I sing "we are all just prisoners here..." They do fornicate to Hotel California The host is tied up in perverted acts and as usual it gets out of hand.. spank you and goodnight!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
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You keep saying, you've got something for me something you call love but confess You've been messin' where you shouldn't been messin' and now someone else is getting all the best. These are made for walking and that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you! You keep lying when you oughta be truthin' you keep losing when you oughta not bet you keep samin' when oughta be changin' what's right is right but ain't been right yet! These are made for walking ad that's just what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you! You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing and you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt - Ha! Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches and what he knows you ain't got time to learn These are made for walking and that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you! Are you ready boots, start walking
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 16, 2025
The wurld is sick! sick-sick-sick The wurld is sick! sick-sick-sick The wurld is sick! sick-sick-sick And so are we!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025