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Death Metal Christmas

by Samuel Poe

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Jingle Bells 01:18
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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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 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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I have been talking about making this album since 2005 after I fell in love with death metal. I saw Dying Fetus open up for GWAR in 2004 which completely blew me away. So, in my natural fashion I thought, “how could I take this incredibly dark,extreme music and make it stupid?”. It’s been 15 years barely in the making but I finally did it. I am finally releasing the album nobody wanted. Sit back, smoke a fat fucking joint, and enjoy the stupidity.

All songs written, performed, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Samuel Poe.

All Christmas songs used are parody

© and ℗ 2020 Samuel Poe

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released December 11, 2020

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