Lyrics Assault & Battery - Swollen Members
[Mad
Child]
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
Blood
rushing
excitement,
eternity
of
darkness
Trust
me,
you
don't
want
to
start
this,
I'm
heartless
Colder
than
this,
this
is
some
rip
your
face
apart
shit
Department
for
the
clinicly
insane,
my
apartment
Transmit
total
derangement,
an
engaging
engagement
Crystal
prism,
abstract
expressionism
I'm
back,
from
vision,
empressionist
on
a
mission
Battling
psychopaths,
slightly
sick
and
twisted
Social
butterfly
in
a
glove,
double
fisted
Silver
streak,
mean
rays
of
purple
haze
White
widow,
the
flames,
ponder
in
his
veins
Now,
wandering
in
days,
no
signs
of
weakness
How
can
you
critique
this,
can't
even
compete
with
The
ultra
electric,
startling
when
battling
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
Skulls
are
shattering
this
is
Assault
and
Battery
[Prevail]
Words
are
staggering,
daggering
like
a
tragedy
Words
are
staggering,
daggering
like
a
tragedy
Words
are
staggering,
daggering
like
a
tragedy
Words
are
staggering,
daggering
like
a
tragedy
You
can
be
all
in
my
face
without
toxic
fool
You
can
be
all
in
my
face,
but
I
could
lose
my
cool
My
attempt
to
hold
back
could
backfire
on
you
My
new
identity
is
an
entity
to
the
tone
of
two
My
totally
true
tongue
ties
titanium
in
two
To
the
places
that
we
roam,
tombstones
are
overgrown
Projects
are
overblown,
reflections
are
never
shown
Connections
are
never
cloned,
sucessions
are
over
the
phone
Like
my
vocal
catacomb,
that
knows
to
abandon
homes
Since
those,
from
nine
to
five
to
collide
with
my
form
My
forum's
held
Saturday,
Sunday
and
Monday
Maybe
one
day,
you'll
learn
how
to
do
it
the
Prev
One
way
Until
then,
I
kill
them
until
they
get
it
straight
When
they
move
for
the
bigger
fish,
focused
on
the
bait
In
this
audio
bizarre,
noone
knows
who
you
are
No
descendents
of
Ham,
no
babies
are
taught
Leave
the
black
in
the
cold
and
the
cold
in
the
bar
Like
a
shifted
momentum,
who
would've
thought
Anyone
could
contend
them,
I'll
bend
them
And
send
them
to
the
lions
in
the
kingdom
[Mad
Child]
Death
by
invitation,
torturing
teens
in
bondage
Approaching
a
scene,
mentally
unharnessing
carnage
Hell
hath
no
fury,
pathological
liar
Tails,
halos
and
horns,
kings
of
sinful
desire
The
ultimate
degenerate,
iron
chain
lashing
Knife
weilding,
eye
gouging
and
scalpel
flashing
The
cult
classic,
with
intense
scenes
of
gore
Imploding
my
load
as
I
melt
into
the
floor
A
sexual
awakaning,
sadistic
hypnotist
Poisinous
tantrest,
switch
to
dominatrix
Distorted
form
of
forbid
of
flesh
for
sensation
Mind
of
a
serial
killer,
locked
concentration
Sweet
taste
of
bliss,
in
from
the
Holy
Grail
Now
hold
the
hand
of
pleasure
as
we
hitch
hike
to
hell
1 Consumption
2 Battle Axe Experiment
3 Horrified Nights
4 Committed
5 Valentines Day Massacre
6 Sinful Bliss
7 Assault & Battery
8 Out of Range
9 Circuit Breaker
10 Bless & Destroy
11 Front Street
12 Lady Venom
13 Strength
14 Bottle Rocket
15 Ground Breaking
16 S&M on the Rocks
17 Counterparts
18 Left Field (feat. Del tha Funkee Homosapien)
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