Rat Man
The day he got bit by a rat
He wanted to kill all the cats
His hair it turned grey on that day
He then grew a tail and some fangs
He's not batman
He's the ratman
Rabies foaming
From his mouth, yeah!
And now he looks just like a rat
He's killing and eating the cats
He's out on the streets every night
You'd better stay out of his sight
He's not batman
He's the ratman
Rabies foaming
From his mouth, yeah!
Slaughter Thy Poser
Slaughter thy poser i'm thrashing him down.
Thrashing him into the ground.
Slamming our sledges down on their heads.
All posers soon will be dead.
Slicing and cleaving, enjoying their pain.
Carving our way to their brains.
Inflicting our vengeance, their makeup's' now blood.
Feeding our dogs with their remains.
Torturing them with our weapons of pain.
All of their blood we will drain.
A swing of our axe and off comes his head.
All of the posers are dead.
His head in a vice, it would be very nice.
All posers will die by our hands.
We'll rip out their hair and burn out their eyes.
All of their blood we demand.
Slaughter thy poser i'm cracking his face
I'll shatter his skull with my mace
Plunging our ice picks into their eyes
All of the posers will die
Slaughter thy poser i laugh as he begs
I'll saw of his arms and his legs, you faggot
You poser, you cannot escape
Your head i will crush like a grape.
Sniper In The Ksy (Charles Whitman)
He killed his wife and mother, then packed up his supplies
Like food and guns and ammo, and went out taking lives
At the school observatory, he went to the top
And killed sixteen people, before he could be stopped
Charles whitman was the school tower hitman
Charles whitman shot at people and hit them
Charles whitman had a brain tumor in his head
Charles whitman was the cause of eighteen people's deaths
He kept on shooting people, the police they tried and tried
To kill charles whitman, the sniper in the sky
They finally snuck up on him, surprised him at the top
Then charles whitman was gunned down by a cop
Charles whitman was the school tower hitman
Charles whitman shot at people and hit them
Charles whitman had a brain tumor in his head
Charles whitman was the cause of eighteen people's deaths
The Green River Murderer
The green river murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him
Forty-eight and counting
Dead prostitutes keep mounting
The green river murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
A trail of bodies behind him
Forty-eight and counting
The body count keeps mounting
The green river murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him
Trampled To Death
You went to see the who
And the people there trampled you
You were underneath their shoes
There was nothing you could do
Trampled to death at the concert
They never left alive
Underneath the stomping feet
Eleven crushed as they screamed and died
They paid to see the who
But actually they paid to die
As they ran to their seats
They were trampled and pulverized
They didn't hear the screams
At the concert of their dreams
They were worried about good seats
Not the lives under their feet
Trampled to death at the concert
They never left alive
Underneath the stomping feet
Eleven crushed as they screamed and died
They paid to see the who
But actually they paid to die
As they ran to their seats
They were trampled and pulverized
Ultra Violent
I'll smash your fuckin' face
It's such a fuckin' disgrace
I'll kick it fuckin' in
It's such a fuckin' sin
I'll gouge your fuckin' eyes
I'll make you fuckin' die
I'll make you fuckin' silent
I'm fuckin' ultra violent
I'll kick your fuckin' head
'til your fuckin' dead
I'll make you fuckin' cry
Make you fuckin' die
I'll crack your fuckin' face
Hit it with a fuckin' mace
I'll make you fuckin' silent
I'm fuckin' ultra violent
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