DECEMBER WOLVES - Blasterpiece Theatre

Desperately Seeking Satan

Prepare population for quick decent! 
With slugs of global proportions, 
it won't be our blood on Satan's claw. 
I stayed in one place as long as I could... 
To hail the New Dawn and to be a Satanic human being...
And reverse the karma of a ****** Jesus.

I do declare... It's a fuckin' shame.
In charge of projects, moreover, meant to clean. 
Liberation here, will disappear. 
Bring them where they cannot flee...
Bestow their final agony!

Hang them on crosses... Divide them by sex and race...
Then lop off their hands in strict accordance with the Devil's demands.
Rocking back and forth... a dirty degenerate dynasty.

Satan!
...We're desperately seeking Satan
...We're desperately seeking Satan!

The candidate for international conspiracy.... 
Save the planet from abduction and futility...
Preside over supremacy!
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April Fools Day

Symptoms manifested, you must be tested. 
Opportunism from a beast of minimal hate. 
But I was a devil without a cause and a killer among thieves. 
To perpetrate betrayal in progress...
Try to put your money where your mouth is.

Sensitivity replaced... 
By the mouthwatering taste of superficial expectations 
sporadically placed in every single syllable.
In the presence of a genius, I'm shell-schocked!
Designed for spectators only. 

Proceed with unholy mire...
Stupid and fucking pointless desire!
Opportunism? Fuck, you must be wasted. 
We're not supposed to be the beasts of maximum death and hate! 

Circles of friends lie over the fuckin' rainbow. 
But it makes so much sense to be dead, 
and so tasteful sinners blend repent and forgiveness.
Forlorn is the face of deceit that can't prosper in human form...
Because I don't believe in shit! 
After all, 'tis the season for treason.
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Do Not Entry

Fuck! 
...When we're down, I'd love to see the guilty one. 
I'd wave the spoiled solace of the underdog.
Bell-brow, leading the fleet. 
Which compels me to allege the meat?

The teachers all agree. The saber is green with envy. 
And I was (next)... or so the astrologists seemed.
Physical education, as always, increased...
A social climax to say the least. 
Swallow the marrow of the fortunate few 
(While) the innocent lick their chops...
"E" as in entry! 
I'm here to mingle with the selfish and obscene.
__________

Kolobok

In control and why exist for this gut reaction? - unattraction...
My post-primordial complex at 823x it's original dosage. 
Initials carved in my anxious palm, 
I fuck my way through Odysseus Psalm! 
Defiled in holy chambers... Horroscope hallucinogen. 
I would say "yes" to see profit from heaven run dry.
How can you keep from he who fingers the ultimate? 
Wait 'til you see!
...Kicking heels while heaven runs dry! Kolobok!

I would say "yes" to see profit from streaming flaw. 
Just relax and take a deep breath. 
The conference begins...
A conference meaning a mutual bond between the selves
A master by theirs and his own advised hell.
Gut reaction - Unattraction! 
The problem is I grossly admire an interest inhuman...
You see, horrible habits die hard, 
and I'm starting to feel like me again.
__________

Porn Again Christian

Dynamic worms of wax who offer validation. 
I wait to serve a modern mannequin. 
I cannot resist to stick my tongue in this!
Once again, reminding me how bad she's been. 
The Dawn has come... You may begin. 
Smear all your burden on this bed of flesh I feel. 
My tools in hand, I slip inside Teutonic peel.
Porn again christian.... Porn again christian!

New nail in uniform, I want the pliable face. 
Bludgeon the Aquarian flow. 
Fingers fight from eiter side of the fleshified "net in the knot".
Bodies churn and quiver in the most prominent.
Hands down below again, extract the inside...
Pull from with slender slime. 

I've cursed my pallet with the taste you cannot hide...
Sticking so sublime, the estrogenic holy shrine.
I'll find new ways and, through hypnosis, 
enter the salty slum where nails are driven from...
Just open your mouth! Give me Nemesis!
Porn again christian...Porna again christian!

Born to fornicate. 
The consequence of creation. 
Live and die by the Cunt!
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Public Aquarian Freebase

"Breathe in not the clove that gestates with distinction...
But rather, the sophisticated stench of the clearly wounded"

A champion, certainly not at his best...
Choking with personal distress... Reaching reconciliation. 
Like a crab in the wet sand... Mine and your object of obsession. 
Because it's no longer the thought that counts. 

Hence the new twist on life as we know it...
A different mask for a different day.
It's a tempting world we live in. 
It's sublime, without treatment or release...

A new man, from what we believe to be an excruciation of the truth. 
So how many licks does it take?
...to get to the bottom of the barrel?
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Solid Gold Beating

Let's reveal those who are less than receptive to invitation.
As they repeal the weak and ambitious from a mouthful of dirt.
We rid ourselves of anything unpure. 
We've lots of room for the vicious and obscure. 
Trade up adventures and cyclical psychoticism...

Perpetual dicotomism in the narrative waste.
With the most disgusting face, I personify this disgrace. 
But you are the honesty of sparse virgins 
who equate death with pain and lack of sorrow.
There's no tomorrow, so focus on the pains of the day....

You're never getting out of the Theatre!

Interpret love as sin... The audio-syncratic crutch. 
Believe so, in the need to be voracious.
But the pit is spacious enough to bleed from all holes 
and start rotting from the outside in. 
We rid ourselves of anything faithful.
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Sharing Needles

Induced psychosis lies dormant for today, 
but you know you'll get sick again.
So what's wrong with this picture 
but bones in the beak of the Erudite who talks to himself.

Cut yourself, hang yourself...
The human instinct presides when mind and body consequentially divide.
Emerge from cold tile.
Not to be reborn... 

Rather, to suck the breast of scorn.
Breathe in... Breathe out. 
The drugs begin to take and what used to be a deadly secret, 
now is the utmost rapport.

As far as I can tell, 
I am more addicted to a wealth of being possessed. 
Make room, deep inside, for malevolent thoughts in your mind. 
It's a conflict of interest, 
but it makes the truth easy to find. 
When the walls are hammering down your curse 
and the prophecies stand aside...

Time flying by like you wish you were dead...
So hide as well as you can. You'll never be free.
How does it feel? You've got no fuckin' chance.

All done... This is it...
You're gonna burn in fuckin' Hell until you die. 
Sickened by relation... You're diseased.
Sharing needles!
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To Kill... Again

My purpose is to bring you sorrow. 
I always meant to cause you pain. 
A servant of violence, 
I walk with fire in my goddamned veins!

For I am to whom you bow...
The Commander of killing - Effective now!
To Kill Without Emotion!
Extinction staring you in the eye...
You and your creed should fuckin' die!
To Kill Without Emotion!

Get on your knees... Don't beg... Don't pray to your god! 
He's deadmeat... As well, you are! Can't you smell defeat?
Get in line and get ready to greet your leader - Satan!

We've got no reason to be discrete...
We'll just watch your fucking numbers deplete...
Even the "innocent" which you've bred - 
Women, children, infants...All dead!

I can't wait to watch you rot away! 
Genocide! ...That's what I say!
To Kill Without Emotion!
In the perfect world for which we aim,
all ****** ***** go up in flames!
To Kill Without Emotion!