Circle of Tyrants - Severed Organs lyrics

The general of graphic violence, bludgeoning
Hold grudges stab shit up, wildness
No one budges, vileness, wireless
Tireless, jabbing into your grill
Bust it up, stylish
Grabbing for the kill, fuck you up nihilist
Atheist, anarchist manifesting my
Destiny of monarchy
Through morbid malevolence like capitalist
Who pops caps at the capital
I got an immaculate list of people
That need to be killed accurately
Like a stake being driven through Dracula, G
Precisely murder you nicely, spectacularly
Moving like electricity through New York City
Expect shitty attitudes when you
Visit my city, we talk gritty
Murdering people on a mic
We'll be murdering people in person if
We like if that person's coercing
If you're a virgin of


Bleeding emergency room style, urgently
We'll introduce your circuitry to a surgeon

Slaves of Pain
On Devil's Island like Dave Mustaine
Songs remain deranged
My sanitarium is the stage
Doomsday for the deceiver, the Cult Leader
These legions of true believers of
Obedient shooters with heaters
Listen, it's my heritage to rule the world
My army of heretics shall consume the Earth
Of an uncontrollable storm of abusive words
Ideologies of the perverse
In Lucifer's church rape you with chainsaws
Orgies with strange whores
Fucked her in the mouth until her face tore
I innovate gore
Then made up of pistols and porn
Duffed dildos? and slaws? Corn on the cob
Baseball bats and the dick of a horse
I'll have your gatekeeper licking the floor
Face down, ass up, ugly, you love it bitch
Listen some more
Hypocritical shithead smile
Send it through door
Unable to stop my apocalyptic mission of war
We push buttons and piss stupid people off
Beat up your favorite rappers we incorrect
Politically of course circle of Tyrants
Personify murder and violence
And that white powder you love when
It burn in your sinus

Homicidal recitals
An ice pick in your vitals
I spit this sickening script
That's contradicting the Bible
See, I'm a straight up disease
With a blade up my sleeve
We known of spraying police and put
Your brain in a breeze
Supreme serpentine fiend
Caught a murder at thirteen
Certainly burst threes
Skin under your shirt bleeds
Tossed off a bridge, no remorse for my sins
They'll find your corpse in a fridge
At North 4th and Driggs in torturous bliss
I'll force a fork in your tit's
Screaming are forming from my fists
Like a porcelain dish
It's impossible for doctors to
Be stitching every wound
They'll be rocking your name
In an obituary soon
Perform your autopsy, speaking in tongues
Discard your arteries, heart, teeth
And your lungs
We distribute types of death that
Ain't never been dealt
I'll stick you with an icicle
So the evidence melts

Blood farmer with the burgundy smock
I got a piece of Sharon
Thirty-five years in the box, ready to rock
Murder Junkies, straight chilling
My coroner's here often
Drilling coffins, turning too cold, limping
The corpses
Drug orgies keep the morphine drips
Gore the winds all I hear is
The metal dumping out clips
Pumping out hit's till my ears bleed, we
Eat through your chops, fuck calling cops
I'm like the Birdman
Scissor Stars mixed with Gorgoroth
I've been drilling who went
Ballistic up in Fortunoff's forty Glocks
Saw me in butcher shops
With the torture props
The gore zenith over drums like Behemoth
I'm too sick
Cover body parts sloppy your faces anemics
Blood squirts on speakers on
Stage with cleavers nobody's evil as us this
Game is fulla diseases
Dirty page blushed kicked up
Blood in your carpet
You know a man smellin' piss on
Your corpse like I'm Reverend
Carving into your belly with forks
Got flesh in his office
Hands of a dentist mutilated
But never nauseous