BLOOD EAGLE lyrics

[Intro]
NECROSOCIETY

[Verse 1: SENTFROMIRAQ]
Grippin' on the axe
Strike it to your head
I just wanna see blood dripping down your neck
Grippin' on the axe
Strike it to your head
I just wanna see blood dripping down your neck
b*tch, I wanna see the red blood turning black
b*tch, I wanna see that stupid whore f*cking dead
Grab the f*cking heart then I break it in half
Stomp on her head then I stick it in the sand
Moving with militia
Real grave digger
Open up your body, then I'm gonna f*cking eat ya
Moving with militia
Real grave digger
Open up your body, then I'm gonna f*cking eat ya

[Verse 2: NEEDLEGUTS]
Oh, oh
Tie you up from behind
Penetrating new holes, I'll put my di*k up in your eye
Slashin' through the orgasm, butterfly you with my knife
Do the blood eagle, spread your wings, b*tch, show me how you fly
Forever famine
I'm f*cking starving
Your organs, I've been craving
The king of nothing
The king of filth and decay
My soul is rotting
I'm cursing all the living
I'm king of nothing
Gag 'n' vom' on the floor when I'm f*cking her face
3 tabs on my tongue, I can't even think straight
3 hoes on my lap, they all do what I say
3 hoes in my fridge, grill them up like its steak
[Verse 3: HXLX]
Butcher the body, store it in the freezer
Popping the eyeballs, the taste is so bitter
Chopping the breasts off with my f*cking cleaver
Washing the flesh, I'm tryna get it cleaner
Blood eagle with lungs on the side
Cooking them up and taking a bite
Blood eagle with lungs on the side
Cooking them up and taking a bite
Pin that b*tch to the ground with a f*cking axe
I stab that b*tch straight in the f*cking chest
Grip my f*cking knife and I lodge it in her neck
Scatter the body parts, now try to put 'em back

[Verse 4: KILLRIDDLE]
I'ma pop a f*ckin' pill
'N' f*ckin rampage
I'm stackin' bloody money
Everyday, I'm f*ckin gettin' paid
Sellin' organs, shippin' 'em off in boxes every other day
You actin' like you feel what I feel, but nobody can relate
Gonna make you bleed out
I know you recognise me, I'm the one you read 'bout
You better hope I don't catch you out when you in the streets, now
I'ma take my cleaver to you, make you f*ckin' scream 'n' shout
Gonna make you bleed out
I know you recognise me, I'm the one you read 'bout
You better hope I don't catch you out when you in the streets, now
I'ma take my cleaver to you, make you f*ckin' scream 'n' shout, yuh
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