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In Stereo When I listen to my stereo, All I hear is a funky flow It really makes me loose control Bomfunk MC's in stereo, in stereo, in stereo But how right? Cannot hide it, can't deny it It's so obvious you hope to hide it Like a pilot you get a mic Boombox blasting like a siren Raw, you're a mighty lion Raw, when pumping the iron Raw, one million strong Raw, turn it up, come on! But how right? Star supremo, with the ill flow Got you yearning, turning reckless You don't understand but you still wanna check this One to two, to two to one techniques Bustin' the funk Freakin' the funk Eatin' the funk Makin' it funk Loving the funk Fallin' to funk Yeeah, so what's up punk? But how right?

1, 2, 3, 4 (feat. J.A.K. from the Cool Sheiks) Mr. Bu Bu back, back in the place So hook up with the groove, the phat, phat bass Rougher than rough on the richter scale Bop-bop-bop place a map in hell High way, our way, hip-hop hooray Say what, what, what, what the (uh) you say Old school, so you know I don't play Knock em out the box just like Sugar Ray You don't like it, so what, I don't care I wanna battle but it's not a fair play I've got a million styles, baby, baby Schizophrenic, no, definately, maybe You got static, the company tells me Automatic is the key behind the game see But even if they didn't know I'd still be the sure shot master of the ceremony One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore Flow, flow, flowing once again Mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good, it's bad Like a, like a, like a lake with a deck So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter You trapped to the track, you want more Oh ######, I got you knocking on my door Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up Scottie Or I might get naughty and funk that body Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie Groupies, they're down with everybody One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore I'm like mad scientist on new territories So never explored there, yeah, just heard stories Homies surround the rough lyrical terrorist The B to the O to the W is Watching for your bass so I pass the test In any old bad ###### MC contest This is the only scratch so you know we come fresh *Scratching* One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore One and two and three and four Come on, come on, what ya waiting for Let me know if you want some more Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore

Fashion Styley (feat. Mr. B from Bu Bu Man) Well what you know about the people that originally seasonally replaced us Bomfunk can mash it up, and Mr. B coming up live and direct Leave mercy, ay, uh [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house What ya make you with the rhythm with the fashion styley [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house [Mr. B] Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, come again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, da ? music come again, come again, come again Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, coem again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, with Bomfunk MC's, come again Come da-da, what am I, what am I, what am I, hey Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some ###### call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some ###### call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo (ey) We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some ###### call us dogs, we go I [Mr. B] Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line (uh) Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line (uh) Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley Ragga, ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line I come, when a wigga, wigga leaves Bomfunk MC coming in the house [Mr. B] Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, come again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, da ? music come again, come again, come again Come da-da, da super Bu Bu mix, coem again Come da-da, da me kiss up the junk, come again Come da-da, with Bomfunk MC's, come again Come da-da, what am I, what am I, what am I, hey Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some ###### call us dogs, we go boo I'm a do a little song with Mr. Bu Bu Girlies lose their minds, they go ooh ooh We won't be too shy, like catch a coo-coo We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu I came in too tight in a voodoo When we rock the mic you wish you could too We blow the roof off to Timbuktu Some ###### call us dogs, we go boo

Sky's The Limit (feat. Kartsy) Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on) Radical ones, jump over the eye To tell me bout my roots and talking you behind They wanna come and test us, each and every time But you stand on the edge, it's my favorite waste of time Create something new, hypocrites must step back Cause when we come together it's atomic attack So let it be known for each and everyone Sky's the limit and we've only just begun Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on) Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on) From all of the chances in a world You gave me this one, which is the most yearn I appreciate the trust but weren't you concerned That when we get together we might get burned I know we storm the stage and you rock the spot But some might say this is not rock So what you got in store for the radical ones Explain yourself, Mr. Bomfunk Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on) Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on To create something new, hypocrites must step back Cause when we come together it's atomic attack So let it be known, for each and everyone Sky's the limit and we've only just begun Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on) Sky's the limit and you know that you keep on, just keep on pressing on (keep on pressing on)

Rocking, Just To Make Ya Move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move That's how it goes symbiose, for those who are down Nuff respect to the pioneers who brought us the sound We still keep rocking on and on to the break of day Stay feeling good like you know you should, let me hear you say We came to rock the party, so come on everybody Pull up to the bumper baby Groove with the bumps that make you crazy This is how we do the do, rocking just to make you move So pull up to the bumper baby Groove with the bumps that make you crazy Fanatic, we're mad it, cause to have it, that B-Boy style Tremendous, eventious, you'll see us, on a mission worldwide Fanatic, we're mad it, cause to have it, that B-Boy style Tremendous, eventious, you'll see us, on a mission worldwide Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking Rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking Crowd of people jamming the jam, ready to get the loose Sound selector behidn the set, hit the turbo boost We want the action, satisfaction, reach to the max With funky breaks, boogie own grooves, dudes with Kangol hats We came to rock the party, so come on everybody Pull up to the bumper baby Groove with the bumps that make you crazy This is how we do the do, rocking just to make you move So pull up to the bumper baby Groove with the bumps that make you crazy Fanatic, we're mad it, cause to have it, that B-Boy style Tremendous, eventious, you'll see us, on a mission worldwide Fanatic, we're mad it, cause to have it, that B-Boy style Tremendous, eventious, you'll see us, on a mission worldwide Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move Rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Rocking just to make you move Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move Make you move, make you move

Freestyler Freestyler...rock the microphone Straight from the top of my dome Carry on with the freestyler I gotz to hmmm, to throw on And go on, you know i gotz to flow on Selectors on ya radio play us 'Cause we're friendly for ozone But that's not all so hold on Tight, as I rock the mic right Oh.. excuse me, pardon As I syncronize with the analyzed Upcomin' vibes the session, Let there be a lession, question You carry protection Or will your heart go on Like Celine Dion - Karma Chameleon Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone Hit me! Styles, steelos, we bring many kilos So you could pick yours, from the various Ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious Or vicious, just tell us We deliver anything from accappellas To best sellers, suckers get jealous But their soft like marshmellows you know they can't handle us like debbie does dallas Yeah, we come scandalous so who tha ###### Is alice, is she from buckinham palace? Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone Hit me!

B-Boys Flygirls B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Old skool sounds, come down blastin' all the homies in the house, you know they be maxin' Coolin' out with style-like back in the days Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their place Funky fresh-with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care. Two turntables and a microphone That's all we need to rock on the show Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal('in) Get your funky ###### up-this is tha last calling Funky fresh-with the most finest DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air. Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Other Emcees This is DJ security reaching out for Bomfunk MC's DJ Gismo and B-O-W They've been spotted at F-K, I repeat Surround the area, code ten five, code ten five Surround the area now Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Keeping it real, never coming out cheap Lock the door down just like Kool Keith God mad bull, got the highest feat But the media bowl it's just we can swing Rock with the honeys and roll with the creeps Only sucker punks get treated like leech Down with the Bomfunk you have to guarantee That we rock the crowd so viciously Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Gis is the Wiz behind the dopest beats Chuckin' while I'm rockin' to all you party peeps Up flying all the time but breaks that we need So once again have you been booming in your jeeps Balling, calling for all your freaky freaks Like it or not, this is how we proceed Roll the rizla, got some left over leaves Light it up, huff and puff and just ease Take a ride and watch the honeys Ain't it good, melicious therapy Got what it takes, yeah, I got the necessary Ingredients to track the house, very Unique with the style, skills and technique Not just momentarily but week after week Down with the Bomfunk you have to guarantee That we rock the crowd so viciously Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Rock the crowd (rock, rock, rock) Rock the crowd (rock, rock, r-rock) Rock the crowd so viciously I'm the sure shot master of the ceremony Yeah we rock the crowd (rock, rock, rock) Rock the crowd (rock, rock, r-rock) Rock the crowd so viciously I'm the sure shot master of the ceremony Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along Other MC's can't swing with us Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop We shake you off like electric shock Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop And we got a funky song, so come on baby, sing along

Uprocking Beats Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and On top of it all, the boldest freeze Now come on party people, let me hear you scream Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Classic cuts, that rock's ah with the super bad X-trialado, say what, ah with the human beat box Classic cuts, that rock's ah with the super bad X-trialado, say what, ah with the human beat box Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and On top of it all, the boldest freeze Now come on party people, let me hear you scream Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety nine and Uprockin' floor droppin', spinnin' and glidin' Windmill combinding', ninety ninety ninety nine On top of it all, the boldest freeze Now come on party people, let me hear you scream

Pump It Up Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up …(repeat many times) It's not so long ago, That the sound hit the Nation. Every Saturday night, On your favourite Radio. And the Party's jumpin', Yeah And the vibe feels so strong. Throw your hands in the air, Lift your head up high, You know you got to sing along. Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, It's not so long ago, That the sound hit the Nation. Every Saturday night, On your favourite Radio. And the Party's jumpin', Yeah And the vibe feels so strong. Throw your hands in the air, Lift your head up high, You know you got to sing along. Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up… Got the feeling, What’s the name of the jam Say I can feel it, You know you can I’ve got my groove on and I’m ready to go Check out my right girl, But don’t touch my radio Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up… And make me feel good feel so good And make me feel good feel so good feel so good and what's the name of the jam Say I can feel it, You know you can I’ve got my groove on and I’m ready to go Check out my right girl, But don’t touch my radio Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up, Don't you know, pump it up, You got to pump it up…

Something Going On VERSE 1 Speed of light - ooh Running right - aah the way we strike surprise, surprise the glorious knigths shining so bright ooh - we all came for to see the true battle the rumble and the rattle the challenge that will drop you off the saddle now, hold on tight here we go - can you handle CHORUS I know there's something going on heeyey heeyey naah naah ooouh ooh I know there's something going on there is something going on I know it won't be long it won't be long before you're gone there's something going on VERSE 2 fire in dem - soul make you go - go every last man on the defence know stakes are high oh my - oh my everybody is watching u be under eagle-eye closer than - ooh we want more where there's a will there's a way, ride on c'mon c'mon, keep, keep it on pump that pressure we are about to take it home CHORUS (SAME AS ABOVE) VERSE 3 Give me what you got the going gets tough we gotta rock - we gotta rock and we ain't gonna stop, till we get enough so pump it, pump it - trip on this make it look so easy like a flick of a wrist you might be bad but you don't have this here we come - pam - pam yes, it's the champion on the run - number one now, this is how it's done uuuap - uuuap you'll be on for a ride uuuap - uuuap it's the cup of life ooooh - ooooh no more mr.nice ooooh - ooooh we gonna battle to survive our minds are set see the effect we come correct and we are your best bet just check the way we wreck we gonna rock - yep cos' ain't no shortcut for real respect CHORUS (SAME AS ABOVE)

Live Your Life Life can kill you, it´s written on ya but who is writin´ - strucked by lightning pop - you gone changed, who planned it what planet? I taught I had it, ###### it amazing craze lost in a speedchase my mind is a blur, foxy ladies fake like the fur words occur, reporters need more germs for terms to sell well and excellence is just an expense for what it´s worth, it makes no sense living a lie under magnifying lens it gets intense, so you promise yourself not to hate it but fade it - cos´ it really could be devastated re-evaluated, it´s a game and you play it you can say what you will but it always will be speculated turned around so the truths not found instead of your story - it´s a new compound you got to live your life you got to learn to live you got to live your life you got to learn to give that is how the story goes spill your guts out, heard you talking bout the way we changed cos´ we got some money now burning bridges, f**kin' ###### so much snii.. that my nose is uplifted rumours going around talk of the whole town strange peeps comin' up - you better slowdown it gets weird, so watch yourself evil lurks with in, it might take your health I've seen men twice as tough come and go no hard shoulder, just the elbow the mental state of slave, camouflaged in a gansta teenage behave hold it, wait - no need to go that route, doubt what you on about, singing blues on a crossroads get it together, it's all in your mind live the life and you will find

Put Ya Hands Up Put your hands up (x4) I feel the speed comin' I'm quite spectacular Suckers get scared like my name was Dracula Think you want to win ?? and women smiling ?? and tell you ?? from Radio Mafia Nuff respect to ?? ?? It's about the time you can live without your mama, go! Put your hands up (x4)

Back To Back Ok z-mc bomfunk mc's back to back Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black we go Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black its like 1 2 its life now whatcha gonna do old school new school and the drop outs too 1 with the 2 whatcha gonna say rolling with two MCs and One DJ massive and crew in the front and the back rolling to the sounds and we love it like that riding to to the rythm we got the flavour the bass is so loud disturb your neighbor Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black we go Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black the hilla roller coaster we be turning and twisting with the styles we remixing cause the maximum kicking..bo! we appraoch with the most yes very distinguished flick of the wrist for the ones who check this feel neglected cool calm and collected whats the afro funky record that we rockin and rumbling fry like dumpling let me give a little something riding to the rythm we got the flava the bass is so loud disturb your neighbor rolling for the crews and the raver x amount of of style x amount of flavour like ride widda bidda bidda beat roll widda the beat inside now ride now riddim and ride the ride the ride the ride bidda bouce some bidda bass dont stop riddim and roll now riddim and rock it shock it take off like a rocket yea selectah! its like.. Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black we go Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black Old school new school drop outs too whatcha gonna say and whatcha gonna do rollin to the the rhythm and we just pass through its like Old school new school drop outs too massive and crew in the front and the back rolling to the soundz and we love it like that riding to the rythm we got the flavour the bass is so loud disturb your neighbor bass is so loud disturb your neighbor x amount of style x amont of flavour Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black we go Back to Back say we love it like that z-mc B. O . DUB on the Phat Track innovating styles breaking formats ahead by the miles so watcha say black

Super Electric Chorus: Super electric, super electric sounds super electric, from the underground (super electric sounds blasting to your ears) Verse 1 As we break it down to the nitty griddy groove The bits and the pieces, the electric boogaloo Yes we be rockin`- saluting the old skool It never went away just check out my moves Chorus Verse 2 We grew upon the sounds our ghettoblaster was huge We bombed the underground all city and the rrroofs With the baddest mixtapes - you earned the ultimate cool Bam, D.st, Mantronix, Crash Crew Chorus Verse 3 All those Classic breaks are still used today Dj spin the wheel - cold rock the partey Hype it up and Vibe it up, stop, hold it, play Calling all the boogiefreaks to come right this way Chorus

Nymphetamine (Fix) ( ThE bEsT ) Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A ‘V’ of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This ######, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt (Keeping Sodom at night at bay) Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I am a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This ######, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl

Mother Of Abominations Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Grips the cosmic wheel A lover of acceleration No mercy or brakes applied I see dead stars collide In her cold unflinching powerslide Comets tear the skies Gushing from a shattered silence Never so alive Like the rush of ###### on nymphetamines Minds desanitized Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence Darkness fantasised Sleek and polished black Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and mute their staves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft their future graves Heavens above Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising Except no love When she enters your golden halls Millennial the ###### Riding wide astride the horns of madness Clarions forth the war Spilling the wine of her fornication Perrenial the gore Filling the lines between split nations Seeping under doors In time tides force a wider crack Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Licks the royal milk The scourge hangs at her girdle Death slathers near her heel Seeking blood to curdle When the gathered clouds reveal Her roared abortive labour Thighs slick with molten steel Dripping into sabres For Vulcan spawn to wield Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and lash her slaves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves Heveans above Fear the gorgon eyes of a new caste rising Expect no love When they enter your golden halls On sanguine floods Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving Skewered like doves Outside the wailing wallsMother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Grips the cosmic wheel A lover of acceleration No mercy or brakes applied I see dead stars collide In her cold unflinching powerslide Comets tear the skies Gushing from a shattered silence Never so alive Like the rush of ###### on nymphetamines Minds desanitized Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence Darkness fantasised Sleek and polished black Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and mute their staves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft their future graves Heavens above Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising Except no love When she enters your golden halls Millennial the ###### Riding wide astride the horns of madness Clarions forth the war Spilling the wine of her fornication Perrenial the gore Filling the lines between split nations Seeping under doors In time tides force a wider crack Mother of abominations Our Lady Overkill Smothering the congregation Licks the royal milk The scourge hangs at her girdle Death slathers near her heel Seeking blood to curdle When the gathered clouds reveal Her roared abortive labour Thighs slick with molten steel Dripping into sabres For Vulcan spawn to wield Instrumental in stripping Gods To neuter and lash her slaves Thereafter Her laughter Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves Heveans above Fear the gorgon eyes of a new caste rising Expect no love When they enter your golden halls On sanguine floods Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving Skewered like doves Outside the wailing walls

Swansong For A Raven Forgive the day’s Last serenades Her skies they bruise like Nordic women Deep crimson stains That Death would claim His robes of office swim in As would I For his dark eye Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe On charred remains With shared disdain For those I chose to mortify Their cries Have paralysed And the smoke has choked these vistas But still I lie Though tears have died On the grave of my Clarissa A verse for her whispered to the earth (A lover’s curse is a see-through coffin) Praises her curves so oft concurred Though she was… No Snow White on the night she died Her shadower’s boon when the moon glazed over Lipped with blood and secrets pried For on and in they spread her wide That seraph bride The Devil’s pride Shalt soon avenge with swift reprise But they would writhe For my dark eye Bewitched, was fixed like Mordecai’s On Esther’s reign And in this vein I saw their ###### still stain her thighs Their cries Have paralysed And the smoke has choked these vistas But still I lie Though tears have died On the grave of my Clarissa Beneath these trees where the mist enwreathes Her spirit flees, seeing chains of torches A fleeting kiss stirring leaves of poetry… I was… No dark knight, breaking men like ice I was like a lycanthrope until the moon glazed over Lipped with blood and last goodbyes Now I dream Enwrapt in pure clouds of the sweetest oblivion Where beauty streams Freed from the teeth of those beasts that had come To tear out her spells In red lettered cells Wherein even the crown prince of Hell Come out of his arrogant shell Would falter to better But her face soon dispels And as black feathers fell From heaven’s smoke So I woke to insanity Her exquisite corpse Found fit for their sport Of course Would burn on the morrow with me… And there on this night Strung up in my sight Naked she sways Displayed for their vulgar delight I scream through my bars at the stars That for these crimes of mine solace me I will fear not the flames That to passion are tame Not nearly the same searing pain (I pray) As held sway upon losing her Nor the mettle of roars That will settle like ashes and scores As with our ghosts in the fog When we both turn no more

Filthy Little Secret There hides a secret Deeply twined inside of her mind A tried and confined egret That pines to fly south To this mouth of mine Pity Too long have these emotions Like potions, made me A sole castellan Trusted to keep The weight of oceans From her rusted gates of sleep A dreaming angel Lying curled in the circles of Hell I must protect her Watch her back for any cracks to occur For in the witching hour She slips into the underworld A pearled Persephone Deflowered by the powers Hat around her Down her Whirl Doomed to ###### the rift Across the shifting abyss With her body and it’s gift… My filthy little secret I serve her slender hope To preserve mankind from old ghosts Disturbed though by recurring crimes I sense that dead Might be best for both Pity Too long have these emotions Like potions, made me A sole castellan Posted to keep Slow wheels in motion From the human race to beat Without her there My nymphetamine with the faraway stare Thin walls would crumble Horrors would corroborate from dogstar lairs For in the dead of the night She spasms with orgasmic flare This reamed Demeter With Poseidons there inside her Too appeased to grieve our air Doomed to dam the rift Across the shifting abyss With her body and it’s gift… My filthy little secret Forever sworn to keep it My filthy little secret Pity Too long this urchin princess Has incensed, made me A wanton felon Searching for the key To loose her harness And set desires lurching free Without her there My nymphetamine with the faraway stare Thin walls would crumble Horrors would corroborate from dogstar lair But in her room at night I care not for the underworld Slathering and gathering emboldened Reichs To breach, to teach A dread thereafter I would risk all this For one minute of bliss With her body and it’s gift My filthy little secret Forever sworn to keep it My filthy little secret I know a deeper beauty shines Beyond the veil Her roots and creepers mine As the worms beneath rise

English Fire Seven brides serve me seven sins Seven seas writhe for me From Orient gates to R’lyeh Abydos to Thessaly And Sirens sing from stern But now I cease to play For I yearn to return To woodland ferns Where Herne and his wild huntress lay Now the tidal are turning Spurning the darkness The great purgations of distinguished tours Are but stills in time To the thrill that I’m Once more Heading to the bedding Of her English shores The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees And mists clung tight in panic to vales When Brigantia spoke her soul to me From Imbolg to Bealtaine Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts I heard her lament as season’s blent Together a chimerical beast Now the tidal are turning Churning in darkness The celebrations of extinguished wars Are but stills in time To the chill that climbs Once more Dreading the red weddings On her English shores Gone are the rustic summers of my youth Cruel winter cut their sacred throats With polished scythes that reap worldwide Pitch black skies and forest smoke And the hosts that I saw there Drones of carrion law Drove the ghosts of my forbears To rove and rally once more One of her sons from the vast far-flung Come home to rebuild The rampant line of the Leonine Risen over pestilent fields Now the tidal are turning Burning in darkness The salvation of her hungry sword Shalt spill like wine From the hills to chines That pour Spreading her beheadings On these English shores For the hosts that I saw there Drones of carrion law Drove the ghosts of my forbears To rove and rally once more This is a waking for England From it’s reticent doze This is a waking for England Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes

Coffin Fodder The time has come To rise again Freedom lift thy sewered hem Free from beasts and skewered men My dreams unroll Ten thousand fold Their world will never take me They will never desecrate my soul The stars I have grasped Are so far lonely constellations And wishing on those stars My spirit bars annihilation From earthen miseries Hosts of most fell forms of greed Ghosts of pearly gate remissions Forever haunting me Slit the witch and watch him bleed As with any inquisition Lying from the start The preachers piled their craft Scoffing elder glories And dying, I depart To make their sunken hearts A coffin for their stories The time is past The falter when Freedom slips my sombre pen And the gates to wolves break open then My feelings may Seem constant prey But claws no more will rake me Those whores have fled to darker days Above and beyond I have wronged in my position But now the winds are strong To soar from Babel’s vision Of cutthroat jealousies Dock to dock these mongrels breed Dogs of fogged derision Pacing, soon to be Back to pack mentality When my killing moon is risen Trying from the start These creatures of the dark Were quaffing morning glories And dying, I depart To make their drunken hearts A coffin for their stories Innovation in ovation Imagination stirs Somewhere the dusk is lining Red the shore of a roaring sea And though loved there is someone pining For the waves of blood to run and rescue me… The time has come To rise again Freedom lift thy sewered hem Free from beasts and skewered men My dreams unroll Ten thousand fold Their world will never take me They will never desecrate my soul Their world will never break me They will never desecrate my soul

Medusa And Hemlock Dim the lights, wrong the rites Toss the puerile cross away We are gashing from a venomous womb Burning bright, dead of night Pyres stain a milky way ###### is splashing the dark side of the moon In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature’s travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she whispers Through the graveyards of our hearts… Wreathed in dreams As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark Medusa and Hemlock Harvest past, fires cast Ashen shades this Halloween We are set now to Beherit the earth Widdershins, death begins To fashion fete to gallow scenes… Sprits rising to discredit rebirth In the Samhain mist We lay in welcome by the western gate With the five fold kiss For every soul returning From the fecund abyss Where nature’s travesties congregate With a stone cold wish To see the wicker man burning The wind, she flitters Through the forest of our hearts… Wreathed in leaves As she weaves her witchcraft We breathe, enamoured Of the conquering dark I will trace the knot of serpents in your hair Plot your face, then ascending marble stares You shall pluck me, masked, from roses-in-despair Tasting my blood That runs from worming tongue like prayer Under pagan veneer snakes a fear That makes the stars Grieve, just to be Uncharted on this eve When part of me chars a path Through your heavenly constellations Medusa and Hemlock Back to black, hinges crack Rituals call obscenities Sheets of demons rush insanity skies Tread the salt, the dead exult Preachers beg our clemency Seeking warmth in humanity’s eyes We who kept the candle by the vault We who kept the candle on the cult

Nymphetamine (Overdose) Evanescent like the scent of decay I was fading from the race When in despair, my darkest days Ran amok and forged her face From the fairest of handmaidens to A slick perverted wraith Nymphetamine Heaving midst narcissus On a maledict blanket of stars She was all three wishes Six, six, six A lover hung on her death row I was hooked on her disease Highly strung like Cupid’s bow Whose arrows hungered meat And the blinding flare of passion In the shade of narrow streets Where their poison never rationed All the tips they left in me Two tracks Bric-a-brac Something passed between us Like a bad crack Upward-lit I’d met another kind Of rat In fact With every rome inside me Licked and ransacked She haunted at the corners of my mind In black Cataracts Wouldn’t whitewash away Her filthy smoke stack She burnt me like a furnace For my future suicide Lead to the river Midsummer, I waved A ‘V’’ of black swans On with hope to the grave All through Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold was the pain I faced when you left me A rose in the rain So I swore to the razor That never, enchained Would your dark nails of faith Be pushed through my veins again Bared on your tomb I’m a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This ######, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Nymphetamine, nymphetamine Nymphetamine girl Nymphetamine, nymphetamine My nymphetamine girl Wracked with your charm I am circled like prey Back in the forest Where whispers persuade More sugar trails More white lady laid Than pillars of salt Fold to my arms Hold their mesmeric sway And dance her to the moon As we did in those golden days Christening stars I remember the way We were needle and spoon Mislaid in the burning hay Bared on your tomb I’m a prayer for your loneliness And would you ever soon Come above unto me? For once upon a time From the binds of your lowliness I could always find The right slot for your sacred key Six feet deep is the incision In my heart, that barless prison Discolours all with tunnel vision Sunsetter Nymphetamine Sick and weak from my condition This ######, a vampyric addiction To her alone in full submission None better Nymphetamine Sunsetter Nymphetamine (Nymphetamine) None better Nymphetamine Two tracks Bric-a-brac Something passed between us Like a bad crack Upward-lit I’d met another kind Of rat In fact With every rome inside me Licked and ransacked She haunted at the corners of my mind In black Cataracts Wouldn’t whitewash away Her filthy smoke stack She burnt me like a furnace For my future suicide

Absinthe With Faust Pour the emerald wine Into crystal glasses We will touch the divine Through kisses catharsis Let us pitch to the seven-year itch Of the ultra-decadent To a tainted world and the painted girls That our fantasies spent Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams A toast to those most sacrilegious of days Where for every whim won One soon repays We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned We have spent our time Drenched in opulent splendour But when midnight chimes Will gilded souls surrender? Let us drink on the giddying brink Of pools of excrement All manner of ###### for the glamour and glitz Mephistopheles lent I remember the night as if it were engraved A bright marble bridge stretched across the dark waves To the shore from the moon and by her grace Came that erudite stranger That ###### Come my friend, to fate let’s raise Two finger shots at this our last soiree For tomorrow I fear Swoops all too deadly near This precipitous weir to Hell’s high gate We touched the stars That now laugh from afar At we, the damned The damned The damned The damned

Gabrielle Foul snake despair Where once you darkened gardens Another coils there Where twice you sliced all hope from me And left these present scars An insane love now burns above The weft of incandescent stars Hilt your dripping fangs that range Skywards to rend apart I might have sang of wings unchained But long before I locked my heart For Gabrielle A fit and perfect stitch of foreign parts Whose beauty fostered poets Whose laugh like silver belts Thawed your bitter winter from my path Gabrielle Foul snake despair Where once you peddled secrets Another spoils there With speech that sweetens drowning In deep lagoons of eyes And legs that begged apologies For lengths that mesmerised Spare your hissing sentiments For her fee welts more than thine Though no malice she weans Just a palace of dreams Where windswept chambers pine For Gabrielle Whose hair-spun onyx is run with gold Her rouge lips smack of dark blood Her name in whisper rolls Forever on my tongue Lest her memory dissolve Gabrielle Oh, Gabrielle Once crucified I would have died A thousand more times Just to feel her breath On my neck as a fervent lover To drown her sighs In floods of tears so well refined And blind from spying her In the arms of others Gabrielle Gabrielle Buried inside Where she’s all but mine Save for those that dine Oh her, on her perfect carcass Gabrielle Gabrielle Foul snake despair Where once you wreaked my misery Another toils there For long lost Gabrielle Whose nightly spreading grin Persists in other faces By whom I’m slowly taken in