g-o-r-e

we are goregrindbastards & we always like it faster!!!

no more dance,
no more trance,
fuck romance!

r&b,
not for me,
can't you see?!

there's only one thing,
that fuckin' will bring
me joy to sing!

we want gore,
we want gore,
we want gore!!!

you don't have to share our vision
but if you're watching television
make one conclusion, one decision
5-4-3-2-1 ignition!
you don't have to share our vision
but if you're watching television
make one conclusion, one decision
5-4-3-2-1 ignition!


you don't have to share our vision
but if you're watching television
make one conclusion, one decision
5-4-3-2-1 ignition!


decapitated faggots & a rotting ugly whore,
sockets full of maggots splattered fetus'gainst the door,
'tween bowels & intestines fuckin' corpses on the floor,
distortion on my vocals i'm a harmonizing whore!

decapitated faggots & a rotting ugly whore,
sockets full of maggots splattered fetus'gainst the door,
'tween bowels & intestines fuckin' corpses on the floor,
distortion on my vocals i'm a harmonizing whore!


we want gore!
we want gore!
we want gore!

we want gore!
we want gore!
we want gore!

we want gore!
we want gore!
we want gore!

g-o-r-e


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