Goreshack - The Breastilence lyrics

The most unholy terror Most profane blasphemy It's coming to your town It's infecting your city The ringing screams of the disesed Carry through the leaves of trees Mother f**, this again? I thought we cured the air herpes Men and children run and cry To escape the lord of plagues Carve the coffins, grab some shovels We'd better start digging graves Where are the women? Are they all dead? That would f**ing s**! That's when we saw it, oh Jesus the terror All their tits were falling off! A hulking mound of rotting tit flesh Mourned by weeping chicks and dudes Where once sat lovely knockers Instead were concave wounds The A cupped girls didn't mind much The B cups were distraught The C cupped ladies f**ing cried D cups and up blew their heads off Goreshack bros! To the rescue We'll get to the bottom of this Dreaded air herpes and now this sh** This terrible breastilence? They stole our b**bs those motherf**ers! We gathered up the Weredude and the witchdoctor Steve We told them the news, they did not believe We showed them the piles, they both cried I could see in their eyes a small part of them died We jumped in the car to investigate No reason or time to procrastinate We searched the through the alleys, again and again Weredude spotted some peculiar marked cans "Leviticorp" was the logo, what's this about? The cans were opened, and gas was leaking out We did some research and a few web searches These guys were chemists, funded by some churches A moral agenda was their motivation They were trying to stop s** and masturbation Theyd release mutant herpes, and ruin our ladies To stop us from fornicating and ejaculating We knocked down their door, they scattered like rats Weredude ate a few, Steve pelted them with scat Most of them escaped, in a puff of smoke Chainsaw hacked their PCs, and made an antidote May this be the last we hear, of those little sh**s Trying to block my dong, and ruin all the tits