Nirvana

Lyrics

[Vengeance of the Zombies (1973) Intro] Let us purify ourselves, my brothers Anoint your eyes, your mouths, and your forehead [Verse 1: Necro] Before ligaments in fridges, the triple six digits religion My sacrifice pigeon's fidget, was created by ancient midgets My kamikaze cronies, listen to Ozzy Over Rick Rozz chords during quasi-religious ceremonies I see what the owl see, curse you into paralysis Drinking blood from the chalice with Alistair Crowley I feel no guilt for the blood that got spilt Fuck thou shalt not kill, Do What Thou Wilt! Scheming on Rosemary's Baby in the witch's shrine My cult'll leave you shocked like Polanski in '69 Introduce you to hallucinogenic narcotics Baiting you with females rocking psychedelic bell bottoms Fu-Manchu in effect, bending spoons like Uri Geller Then I'll sharpen the ends and jux you in the neck 67 stab wounds in the LaBiancas Allows you to sip droplets from the goblets of pompous conquerors [Verse 2: ILL BILL] Table and dagger, altar of death, virgins with big breasts Soldiers of morbid thoughts, nuns indulging in incest Bring me the goat, manipulating women on dope Kidnap the Pope, hang from the rope and stabbed in the throat I'll spill your blood in the name of Satan and capture your soul Altar of sacrifice, use the Bible to bash in your skull Master within your cult, Authors of Madness Step into my chapel of goons, my collection of scalpels and tools Are used for ritualistic and sadistic purposes Ceremonial deaths, serving the ancient verses Pazuzu possesses a sister masturbatin' in the monastery She used the crucifix to pop her cherry Perverted priest, flirt with the deceased, the Black Mass is achieved Shadowy figures joyfully dance with the beast Hunger for human flesh is sex to cannibal's feast Head of the jackal, six figure hand is complete! [Verse 3: Goretex] Twenty hits and the room melts, get dosed with the black acid Kidnappin' your wife, tape suppositories in plastic The candle smashin' areolas, cold as a bastard Torn from a casket, human flesh gets scorned to ashes Pray to Satan like Jimmy Page, take a stage in blood Covens of followers, Bloods led by Miss Sadie Glutz Cielo Drive, from up in the hills, Californication of pills Triple six engraved in your fuckin' gills We reeled wifey, made her eat the whole cake Worship a ghost state, puncture her throat like chunks of Colgate Lunch in the crate and cuttin' throats on the first date The surgeon of hate, I'm licensed, keep my nurses on K I'm unwrapping the vague, Kevorkian with dust in the J Hell Awaits, pussy, the podium molest your remains I'm like Brian Wilson, a genius with a stain of crimson Original, delusional goons, we move through the system [Verse 4: Mr. Hyde] Enter the master witchdoctor, evil emperor of my chants Will anoint the dead and poison heads and brainwashing champs I envision baptism with Satanic mechanisms Each exorcism leads to deep flesh incisions My system of worship features bitches in skirts I strip and purify my prey before they're viciously murked We're known to impregnate and corrupt the average slut Stab the gut and quickly sip the miscarriage from cups Hide the leader of ascension along with evil henchman Puking down your throat because your soul needed cleansing Blood-painted pentagrams engulfed by flames Charcoal chunks of frames, we feast on monkey brains Calmly cut you down your spine, now we're chugging blood of wine Choke and suffocate with twine, the fucking suffering is divine While my tranquillizing needles get stuck up in your arm Sacrificial animals get abducted from the farm