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Cast, a wide net,
and then, pull it back
rows, of men
swelled, by their own fears
watch, your back
beware them, truth is on our side
Lies, we've been fed
will be judged by the net
Time, has come to reveal,
the real you
time, of lies, has ended
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A never ending wait for that date
real pain
no time for complain just saying,
so afraid
anxiety afflicts me, tension through my body
a bad taste joke, played a trick on me
flows push on the walls
spin out of my control
among atrocious pains
and ineffective spells
contracting hidden muscles,
making audacious efforts
structure has collapsed,
the need is compelling
i can't restrain me,
is a unrestrained flow
always told. take that piece.
was too slow, pisses me off
it's just too late, to gain the discipline
it's just too late, too late for real
No joke
sap, dragged, by the nature
the master, has followed the collar
and down into the gorge, with the naive dog
with the collar, tight to the neck
ohhhhhhhhh
the pleasure fractal unfolds in motion
cleared of a heavy anxiety,
mind opens up and tells of gentle waves
where the eye of the farther lighthouse
rests, sparkling
in the middle of a general stampede
a little girl, is watching me
new-come, from the future
daughter, of a coming, father
recurs the age, for a safe, memory
rejects the waste, contemplates, the scene
a clear, but costant brown, flowing
initial stroke of a new rainbow
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3. |
Fisting With A Bottle
03:05
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Green, cold, round device, to reach
unknown pleasures
designed for distribution
redefined for your perversions
sheer, sleek, so precious,
to enrich your narrow ditch
neck that exudes seduction,
it reminds semblance of erection
moral forces thought
limb cannot help but follow instinct
defeats the friction,
harmonize the senses
relentless internal motion
to fulfill, his expectations
gentle handle supplies,
an aid
from taxxing, to the raid
Cold
drill,
Big,
prick.
Green, cold, round device, to reach
unknown pleasures
designed for distribution
redefined for your perversions
sheer, sleek, so precious,
to enrich your narrow ditch
neck that exudes seduction,
it reminds semblance of erection
moral forces thought
limb cannot help but follow instinct
defeats the friction,
harmonize the senses
relentless internal motion
to fulfill, his expectations
gentle handle supplies,
an aid
from taxxing, to the raid
Grip made fleeting,
floating, goes on his way.
Aiming deeply,
replying what she saw today
A good looking, babe,
a teen she might be
Fisting her cunt
with an empty can
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Negrofascist
03:27
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[Borghezio Speech]
For the purity,
and for the North
raise your arm!
avoid the wet spot!
Rogue who give up
this hole is a sewer
better hold your breath
much odor, many enemies
he is always right
who gives me light
too much indeed
hard to conceal
My flesh can't hide
words don't explain
the sense of pleasure
behind my creed
Loath to surrender,
Black defender,
Loyal to lumbard senatur
[Bossi Speech]
‘cause we are pawns
Rag is our passion
if there rise quite a stench
cannot blame our indiscretion
Obvious skin color
green soul in the heart
in the district is an honor
spare on soap, leave the mark
Rough | act
sop up
stream is so high
witnesses our Gods
Sop, ah?
what's that?
are you ripping in your mouth
feeding bowls from the Clown?
This beat beats
like thousand monkeys on the street
defeats
our costs from the gyps
Paper toilet is not a need
for those who live on a tree
i bet you to disagree
when the standard will be
plus ten inches
Burning flags, clapping hands
for the gas, mind your ammo
better check my ass
flowing thoughts, hearing cello
hearing cello
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Feces On The Floor
01:36
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A long trip on that friday,
caught the chance to make it worthy
No cachet. neither food.
hunger strikes me.
the joint delights
and lights blind me
buzzes and whizzes
fellows, so kind to me
mice, drunk men
dancing a tango
floor, bleed is the goal
covered with the mood of the room
FECES! on the floor!
FECES! We won’t clean them
FECES! on the floor!
FECES! flowerbuilder
FECES! on the floor!
FECES! make grass stronger
FECES! on the floor!
FECES! we’ll worship them
Words mixed with shame,
i need to evacuate,
time goes by,
shit floating through my pants,
covering the shoes,
paid with gold
FECES! on the floor! FECES
FECES! on the floor! FECES
I kneel down to the father of flowers
PLEAH
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I'm Giorgio, the old one.
I'm Giorgio,don't soil my house
pay attention with your shoes
i'm Giorgio, don't shout out
i'm trying to sleep
i'm Giorgio,don't soil my house
pay attention with your shoes
i'm Giorgio, don't shout out
i'm trying to sleep
Where’s education gone,
you come here in front of my dome,
disturbing the sleep,
of a man beyond the old
what’s your name, who's your daddy?
Your parents, Nasty People
Pay attention with your shoes
i don't shout out
i'm trying to sleep
don't fool around!
Remembering past times, with PCI,
noteworthy massacres and kidnappings
The coke had less sugar,
the leather ball was brown,
I had whores,
but with more respect,
Cheaper whores
Cheaper ice cream
cheaper gasoline
the National without filter
I'm giorgio, can't have a rest
remote is broken, i tried my best!
i'm giorgio, eat that fruit!
my life is nothing, but a loop
I'm giorgio, can't have a rest
remote is broken, i tried my best!
i'm giorgio, eat that fruit!
my life is nothing, but a loop
Where’s education gone,
you come here in front of my dome,
disturbing the sleep,
of a man beyond the old
what’s your name, who's your daddy?
Your parents, Nasty People
i'm giorgio, can't have a rest
remote is broken, i tried my best!
i'm giorgio, eat that fruit!
my life is nothing, but a loop
Pay attention with your shoes
i don't shout out
i'm trying to sleep
don't fool around!
Remembering past times, with PCI,
noteworthy massacres and kidnappings
The coke had less sugar,
the leather ball was brown,
I had Whores,
but with more respect,
Cheaper whores
Cheaper ice cream
cheaper gasoline
the National without filter
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Crauti Boiled Padua, Italy
The Crauti Boiled project started in June 2011, in order to bring bad taste in music to a new level. In 2011 they released two goregrind singles; the following year they recorded their first self-titled EP; in 2014 Crauti Boiled moved their genre towards a more “death metal with random musical elements” approach and released their new EP “Jar of Farts”. All Crauti Boiled music is self-produced ... more
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