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Swollen Members - Assault + Battery lyrics

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Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery

Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery

Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery

Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery



Blood rushing excitement, eternity of darkness

Trust me, you don't want to start this, I'm heartless

Colder than this, this is some rip your face apart shit

Department for the clinicly insane, my apartment

Transmit total derangement, an engaging engagement

Crystal prism, abstract expressionism

I'm back, from vision, empressionist on a mission

Battling psychopaths, slightly sick and twisted

Social butterfly in a glove, double fisted

Silver streak, mean rays of purple haze

White widow, the flames, ponder in his veins

Now, wandering in days, no signs of weakness

How can you critique this, can't even compete with

The ultra electric, startling when battling

Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery

Skulls are shattering this is Assault and Battery





Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy

Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy

Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy

Words are staggering, daggering like a tragedy



You can be all in my face without toxic fool

You can be all in my face, but I could lose my cool

My attempt to hold back could backfire on you

My new identity is an entity to the tone of two

My totally true tongue ties titanium in two

To the places that we roam, tombstones are overgrown

Projects are overblown, reflections are never shown

Connections are never cloned, sucessions are over the phone

Like my vocal catacomb, that knows to abandon homes

Since those, from nine to five to collide with my form

My forum's held Saturday, Sunday and Monday

Maybe one day, you'll learn how to do it the Prev One way

Until then, I kill them until they get it straight

When they move for the bigger fish, focused on the bait

In this audio bizarre, noone knows who you are

No descendents of Ham, no babies are taught

Leave the black in the cold and the cold in the bar

Like a shifted momentum, who would've thought

Anyone could contend them, I'll bend them

And send them to the lions in the kingdom





Death by invitation, torturing teens in bondage

Approaching a scene, mentally unharnessing carnage

Hell hath no fury, pathological liar

Tails, halos and horns, kings of sinful desire

The ultimate degenerate, iron chain lashing

Knife weilding, eye gouging and scalpel flashing

The cult classic, with intense scenes of gore

Imploding my load as I melt into the floor

A sexual awakaning, sadistic hypnotist

Poisinous tantrest, switch to dominatrix

Distorted form of forbid of flesh for sensation

Mind of a serial killer, locked concentration

Sweet taste of bliss, in from the Holy Grail

Now hold the hand of pleasure as we hitch hike to hell
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Language: English

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