Demented Souls

I don't care if you call me sick
Kneel down bitch and suck my dick
I don't care if you say I'm a jerk
Just stop talking and get to work
C'mon, baby. That don't hurt

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We are demented souls
We're immature and we'll never grow old
Demented souls
GGs are our only foes

I can't handle your phoney life
Like becoming a doctor and finding a wife
We love cunts and we love dead things
We'll use a vice to crack your head
Remember violence is what I said

We love blood and we love pus
There isn't anyone sicker than us
Shove your tongue up my pink tender asshole
To chew on your hymen is our only life goal
We ain't angels, sell us your soul!

Copyright 1988 Blood Sucking Pigeons From Hell