The Unthrowboxes
Realm Of Death
(Verse 1: Unthrowboxes)
Enter The realm Of Death So I Can Take Their last Breath
Best Is The worst
Worst Is The best
Lacerate My Chest Till My Wounds Are dressed
The dolls Are fleshed When They've Got me stressed
She's Witnessed To be confessed And Depressed
Something Keeps Me ingest
It gets Me obsessed
I wish She's Possessed
You better Give Me respect
I have A chance To dissect And Inject
The flesh Looks Perfect When The naked Clown Crept
Your wound Is kept
No need To prevent
You can't Manifest
Your flesh Is depressed
You need To ingest The flesh Or you'll Be molested
My Demon Is Possessed That She's Undressed
If You manifest
You will Regret It
Give Me some Respect Or you'll Never be born Again
Your limbs Are severed And Now You're beheaded
If You go Ahead
You are as Good As Dead
Nobody Hurts My Devil's Feelings
You can't Wake Up When You enter Your worst Nightmare
You're gonna be dead As You can't Sleep In The night
Yeah
Now I'm So full Of Despair But I don't Care
Which One Can You choose?
Can You choose Truth Or dare?
I'll Pull Off your hair And I'm Gonna cut Off Your ear
I don't Want The truth
I want To dare I swear
They're disappeared In The middle Of nowhere
Your guts Are ready To be prepared For The meal
Now You are from The middle Of nowhere
Hang Their corpses Up Like The puppets At the theatre Of the absurd
Scream As You see The decapitated Heads
You know I can Smell Your fear
Shedding Blood
If You want To dare
You will Regret It
You're On The verge Of Tears When You're easily Upset
(Verse 2: ScaryWolf)
That's What you get for not dancing With A zombie pig
I know what you did So I shall never forget
You and Your friends Are better Off Dead
Nothing Can Stop me from Getting Possessed
Can't Resist Me if You dare to disrespect Me
I'll Insist You to show Me some respect
If You persist
You will Never try To manifest
Everything Is Morbid And Everything Is Grotesque
You can't Stand A chance To resist My Morbid Mask
You'll Be in The hands Of A demon When We meet At Last
If Your dad Is Alive
You might hear The gun Blast
You wanna try To run So fast Like Sonic The Hedgehog
If You die I'll Take You to the cemetery And Bury You in The past
The worms And Maggots are Buried In My Skin Graft
My Torture Tactics Will Get ya skull Smashed
If You escape Away From Me
I'll Get your face Bashed