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Jingle Bells
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Jingle Bells. A body smells when it starts to decay.
With the stink, the eyes will sink and soon will rot away.
A day a two or ago I thought I'd take a knife
Find some useless fuck. Then I'd take his life
So, here I am sitting with a drunk who beats his bride
He's begging for mercy but that, I can't supply
Jingle Bells. A body smells when it starts to decay.
With the stink, the eyes will sink and soon will rot away.
Cutting through torso with two dull rusty blades
Eating pieces raw. With blood loss color fades
Shitting in the mouth. Stitch the lips so tight.
Oh, what fun it is to sing a slaying song tonight
Jingle Bells. A body smells when it starts to decay.
With the stink, the eyes will sink and soon will rot away.
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Frosty The Crack Head
01:12
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On the last day of Death Metal Christmas my new corpse gave to me
Twelve teeth started cracking
Eleven new sores forming
Ten ribs are protruding
Nine fingers peeling
Eight separate colors leaking
Seven toenails splitting
Six orifices seeping
Five unknown rotting things
Four recessed turds
Three fuck holes in his head
Two pints of blood
And a sexually transmitted disease
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Rudolph The Red-Nosed Alcoholic Reindeer
Had a problem with booze
Sober you never saw him
He even huffed paints and glues
All of the other reindeer
Would laugh at him and scold his name
They didn’t know old Rudolph
Made drunken plans to maim
Then one foggy Christmas Eve
He drank a fifth right down
Went to where the reindeer slept
Slit all of their fucking necks
Rudolph The Red-Nosed Alcoholic Reindeer
Went home and took his life quickly
Jumped off a stool with his neck tied
And he went down in infamy
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Deck The Halls
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Deck the halls with bowels of children
Fa la la la la la la la la
First we skin and then we eat them
Fa la la la la la la la la
Contorted dead face looks appalling
Fa la la la la la la la la
Nabbed in public, no one saw me
Fa la la la la la la la la
See the blazing flesh before us
Fa la la la la la la la la
Bored with the body, stuck it in a furnace
Fa la la la la la la la la
This is most people's displeasure
Fa la la la la la la la la
But to me, a corpse - a treasure
Fa la la la la la la la la
Burning meat turning to ashes
Fa la la la la la la la la
You can smell the leaking gasses
Fa la la la la la la la la
Keep some skin to sew together
Fa la la la la la la la la
Turning humans into leather
Fa la la la la la la la la
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It’s a morbid fascination with Christmas elves
It all began with me jacking off with razor blades in my hand to a picture of the North Pole in a magazine
Slipping in and out of consciousness, it was then I decided I have to start disemboweling elves with cuts pristine
I went to the mall to the town of Santa Claus looking for an elf that wouldn’t fight and then I saw my choice
I waited in the locker room. I Knocked her out with a dust broom. Stuffed her in a Santa’s sack and felt inner rejoice.
The whole ride back she was screaming, please mister, let me go!
I said shut up! From here on out you’re an elf from the North Pole
I don’t know what you’re talking about! What the fuck? What the fuck?
One more fucking non-elf word and bitch I’ll shove you in the trunk
It’s a Morbid fascination with Christmas elves.
Brought her down to my basement. A North Pole scene displayed.
Offering Cash for freedom. Swears her daddy can have me paid.
But that doesn’t mean shit to me. I’m in it for the blood.
Soon she’ll be dead and I’ll be lacerating my pud.
With one slip up you’ve lost the high ground.
Pick up the tire iron before me.
You stole me. Now you’ll die from me.
It’s a morbid fascination with Christmas elves.
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