Cinik** - 666 lyrics

[Intro] Cinik** [Verse 1: Cinik**] Means eternal are cremating than inferno Cannibal ferox still get treated like a turtle I'll make you blood gurgle when I'll stab you like vernal Suffer from nightmares internal, what the f** Martin's Model Garters for the dirty nasty fathers Making love with creatures that are coming out of waters Of sacrificing lovers who don't f** without a rubber Call me late for supper and already you like a trucker A colder when the odor is more than October Running away from psycho super nails into shoulders Lymphedema touches your legs for me some crutches If you pay attention to the evilness discussion Rules on a feast on your dead body piece [?] the grease on your little who*e niece Apostles in the apples are the opposite of fossils To open up your mouth and take his sh** up your tonsils Or break a bottle over soprano and watching hostel In the devil's properly to get cooked up like a taco Taken from the lymphatic [?] satanic The proposition megastar eating zombie f*ggots [Verse 2: Speice] Horse walks into slices to raylene Cavities fracture [?] website for grappling Time-traveling [?] want to leave the black hole Ma**ey's the battle to shallow this [?] whole Part of darkens mommies offense my intellect [?] of the family the pats question now Itself God, I building to find the trivial 5150 aftercase the colts little State training for peace without only destroying Them seats please repeat NBC's Play on Ben last outside with the street fighters Assa**in for hire someone pulling the SFI Stay away from heat, a gas leak through my team score 2C, temperature had to help free The fire dimensional right to know thank you wrap Your beautiful [?], sk**s I'm invincible [Interlude] I don't understand [Verse 3: Nero] Example taking notes inside the penitentiary I'm eating rotten flesh women who died scarf It's discovery that the Mexican's the particular envision I'm going through the television call to your dimension To make incisions in your noggin 104 like captains Chop you into tiny portion persons equal rations Showman making posters open it's open up your organs Sharpen blades like she'll make a 7 section section Scheduled move-in ready and shortens life and ruin squadron Siren song the second summit Ravens carca** infants Noose tightens tendons on the pictures next person With bombs inside urban ren walls and places urban Decay film wagon type and wife is k**ing raping They have this fear white and wonder weapons weekend morons Who definitely has children spreading toxins from our stations And threatens all existence in their future generations [Verse 4: Nataslive] [Outro] I've k**ed a lot of people Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met in Central Park I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop I k**ed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old f*ggot with a dog last week I k**ed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and uh someone else there I can't remember maybe a model, but she's dead too And Paul Allen I k**ed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen I don't want to leave anything out here I guess I've k**ed maybe 20 people, maybe 40 I have tapes of a lot of it, I'm a pretty uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy