Between The Buried And Me The Need For Repetition Lyrics

Whip that child, stretch that child...
drag them through your dreams of l___...
raise the skirt...stroke the thigh...leech!!
This blood will never clot.
It pours down the chin of every child,
every life touched by your sick instinct.
f___ing w____.
f___ing w____ of diguest., f___ing w____.
f___ing w____ of diguest, f___ing w____.
f___ing w____ of diguest, f___ing w____.
f___ing w____ of diguest.
Castrate the f___.
Beat the f___er to death.
Castrate the f___.
Beat the f___er to death.
Your life paid but the sweat of your disgusting s__.
Their innocent tears every inch of life
that went into those tears and beautiful minds.
Castrate the f___.
Beat the f___er to death.
Castrate the f___.
Beat the f___er to death, f___er to death,
f___er to death, f___er to death.

The Man Land

[Hidden Track]

I'm a man!!
You're a man!!
We're a man!!
It's a man land!!

I got my pickup truck, and my toolbox out (g______ yeah!)
I ain't no g______ woman, I'll spit in you're m_________ing land!

Yeah!!!
What are ya Jason?
A man
He's a g______ man, not a g______ woman!!!!
Yeah
Yeah
f___ Yeah!!!!

Yeah
Yes
I ain't no little dag gone boy