Baby Jee and the 3 Stalkers (2015, New Level of Malevolence) (исполнитель: Sterbhaus)
Genre: Death/Thrash Metal Three ungrateful swine who drinks the wine Someone harvested in summertime Are off to sip the juice straight from the vine And to cut the [bad word] from the pie But to conceal nothing’s naïve in kind Repaid in bundle and gutted blind And so the trap is set – the son of Seth Will slither into dull lullabies Karma’s just another [bad word] Born and bred upon the illwill of some Malignant sign – like a star in the sky! Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers in the night They came they saw they conquered all The [bad word] the flies the mud and straw [bad word] the god who this infant spawned Now it’s high time to enslave them all And since she got away scot free with all the [bad word] With who in fact put the child ‘neath her skin and fat Not for fame nor famine they concocted plans They all did it for a laugh! So sully the name whenever you will They all blamed the [bad word] when the donkey was killed Now the fat of the land – The lard of god Is a bible belt bursting upon [bad word] belly full of wrath Concocted aftermath Of a super silent God Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers in the night Came, saw, conquered all The waste and flies and mud and straw And damned deed of the silent seeking servants of the spawn It should’ve been the best plan no one ever had But in a land of sand where [bad word] mad This tale was all but a taste of what’s [bad word] With the slaughter as mortar Brick by brick to build the order ghost from the past son, a father and a cast The birth of a new age Born from rage Fee, fi, foe, fum And by the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked on donkey back This [bad word] #33; Beware the flying starchild for when in Rome The [bad word] in the manner known well To a child raised by an old vicious tome In a damp hole of a home So sully the name whenever you will Who can blame the [bad word] who remains alive still And after all it should’ve been known It wasn’t even close to be real Baby Jee and the 3 stalkers learned too well today That nothing’s in the way When a foe keeps twisting words you say Into prayers gone astray