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Innocent Blood
03:28
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Marie has two appetites, sex and blood
Italians that I like to bite
Feast on mafia and fuck pig scum
I fell in love with the one they all shun
Sal Macelli, is on my list
Red was so good, gangster tsk tsk
I like the bad things you all do
Mafioso I’m coming for you
Whoa oh oh
Marie you hit the wrong mob
Came back as bloodsuckers walah
Nosferatu/Dracula compared to us
Ginzo’s blow to them all to dust
I’ve got many on my side
Ya’ll now should run and hide hide hide
Marie don’t even try to run
Mobs on the loose , so sorry hun
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2. |
Running From Leatherface
01:47
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La Cosa Nostra
03:24
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Blood is on my expensive shoes
Made man, paid my dues
Running numbers for the mob
Lie for a living , thieve and rob.
Jump suit , gold chain all I have
Be a rat, and you’ll feel this stab
Keep shit low key, its what has to be
Dig the body up, finish the job
Wiseguy life
I live and strive
Wiseguy life
Goomars and Wife
Evil Eye, Kill and Bribe
Now I live in Jersey’s paradise
The final stop , at the chop shop
Feds, Cops, green fixes a lot
Witness program they all say
Snitches get stitches, you’ll all pay
Keep shit low key, its what has to be
Dig the body up, finish the job
Wiseguy life
I live in strive
Wiseguy life
Goomars and Wife
Evil Eye, Kill and Bribe
Now I live in Jersey’s paradise
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Nation of Mutilation
02:23
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5. |
Don't Lose Your Head
02:58
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I've got decapitation on my mind
Like Morticia Addams with a rose
Planting the seeds the terror, they need don't need the sun to grow
Your thorns are buried in my side
Like you're buried in the dirt
Blood is dripping down your pedals now and falling to the earth
With a floral guillotine
Like a horror movie scene
I turn my head and yours is gone
In a green house made in hell
The price of death just fell
It's a bloody discount and your head won't go back on
Roses are red, black dahlias are now dead
I can't wait to slit your throat in my garden of severed heads
Violets turn blue and now so do you
Soon you'll be dead, but now don't you lose your head
As your face wilts
Your colors fading fast
Potting soil can not save you now, you've been turned to mulch at last
The ground has taken all you had
Left you shriveled up and dead
My delicate flower now, don't you go and lose your head
Roses are red, black dahlias are now dead
I can't wait to slit your throat in my garden of severed heads
Violets turn blue and now so do you
Soon you'll be dead, but now don't you lose your head
Don't , don't you lose your head
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6. |
Vietprom
01:05
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7. |
She Creature
01:57
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8. |
Murder Mile
02:44
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9. |
Hell's Little Angels
03:12
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10. |
You'll Be Mine
02:58
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Watch out, he's gunna' get you now
There's no hiss or howl
This might determine your fate
Run or it'll be too late
This is the night you died
Your soulless corpse will wreak
I'll be up oak grove
And now this knife is going deep
I'm at the dance , you're feeling weak
This nights just begun and you're asleep
Dressed in red, you looked so fine
but now you're dead and you'll be all mine
My blade will taste your insides
Don't scream as you bleed out
These days voices decide
That you're dead without a doubt
I'm at the dance , you're feeling weak
This nights just begun and you're asleep
Dressed in red, you looked so fine
but now you're dead and you'll be all mine
You'll be mine
Be all mine
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11. |
Leprechaun
01:53
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Evil little man
killing all of us
every second everytime
take his gold, you'll be his
for the rest of time
Now youre just a memory
of a little leprechaun
now youre just a little memory
of a little leprechaun
every second everytime
take his gold, you'll be his
for the rest of time
this man smokes weed
has pointy teeth
and kills people for a treat
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Written by: A Nameless Ghoul
Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer
Since dawn of time the fate of man is that of lies
Equal as parasites and moving without eyes
A day of reckoning when man exists to burn
Countdown together now and say the words that you heard
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer
Crestfallen kings and queens comforting in their faith
Unbeknownst to them is the presence of the wraith
Since fate of man is equal to the fate of lies
As new dawn rises you shall recognize now the overlord
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
Hell Satan
He will travel the nations.
kingdoms to fall one by one
Victim to fall for temptations
A daughter to fall for a son
The ancient serpent deceiver
To masses standing in awe
He will ascend to the heavens
Above the stars of god.
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
Hell Satan, Archangelo
Hell Satan, Welcome year zero
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Robby Bloodshed Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey
Robby Bloodshed formed inside the madness and darkness of Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey in 2010. Not confined into one
genre, RB blends all the influences of life into one art-punk wall of melodic noise fueled by tales of the macabre.
Robby is influenced by artists such as Glenn Danzig, Frank Sinatra, The Doors, Freddie Mercury, but has a complete sound of his own.
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