Paroles de It's Not, Can't Be A Dream

Small ones, big ones Fat ones, skinny ones Rubbing against shit Sperm pouring out Hands hitting bodies Razor blades glistening Stone-hard cocks Hitting cunts Veins cunt Splashing in heartbeat There's fucking everywhere There's screwing everywhere Sheets shaking Hitting asses People beheaded Skulls broken Sheets shaking Hitting asses Limbs broken to pieces Ribs broken In the depths of dung One sees, one hears The smacking sound Of their fucking With blood of pure evil Frantically murdered Evil is the master here Hatred is the mother Of these unearthly creatures That do the slaughtering