Songs of Rave Book 4
My genuine apologies for going way too hard. Please be advise all of this is just entertainment and satire.
This is the book of Roman. These are songs from the band Funk Kill Blasphemy.
Contents
Sterile
Sterilized
(Death Metal Growl)
When preparing infant formula (for baby)
You'll need to boil above 200 degrees
Let it cool for no more than 30 minutes
So that it remains at a temperature of at least 70C.
Bottled water is not recommended for making up feeds,
As it is not sterile (and may) contain too much, saaaaaaaaalt
(Sodium or sulphate!)
Steam!
Bleach!
Soak it!
Place disassembled feeding items into a pot
And cover with water.
Put the pot over heat and bring to a boil.
Boil for 5 minutes.
Remove items with clean tongs.
After sanitizing, place items on a clean, unused dish towel or paper towel in an area protected from dirt and dust. Allow to air-dry thoroughly before storing. Do not use a dish towel to rub or pat items dry because doing so may transfer germs to the items!!!
Wash!
Dry!
Stoooore... away! (Save it!)
Dissemble me!
Put me back together!
That's Roman (To your/the mother)
Reading Web MD
(Female robot: Hard pill to swallow) (x3) (Hard pill to, swallow)
(Metalcore Rap Groove)
Gotta have it!
Why can't I behave
I gonna widow my robotic wife
Reading Web MD
One foot in the grave
I'm an old man
With a chauvinist pain
Can't bare this *
Like it comes from mum's rage
This is bedtime stories
And her pass from her wild days
In cursive I rave
(Female whispers: Your heatline)
The equalizer is a visual effect
(Scream: My chest explodes, and still you're death!)
(Female whispers: I love you)
(Doom Metal Growling Hook/ Overlapping Verses)
(Iiiiiii... Iiiiii love youuuu)
Hearts equalized as the doctor writes
Rotting dead flowers
The angel scribes
These demon gripes
Hieroglyphs that withstand time
Rotting dead flowers
The angel scribes
These demon gripes
Hieroglyphs that withstand time
(Iiiiiii... Iiiiii love youuuu)
The angel scribes
These demon gripes
Hieroglyphs that withstand time
These demon gripes
(Scream: Hieroglyphs that withstand time) (Growl: Hieroglyphs that stand (equalized!) in time)
(Scream: My chest explodes, and still you're death!)
(Female robot: Hard pill to swallow) (x3) (Hard pill to, swallow)
Gotta have it!
(Doom Metal Hook Growl)
(Song is about artificial love or relationships out of dependance. Though it stands the test of time. The imaginary is an aging man desparate for immortality to be with is artificial wife who is also he care taker forever or to know if she will be where he will go. The first verse symbolizes youth at heart. The hard pill to swallow is to except things we cannot change. The second part is transition to a peaceful death with loves around him.)
Slime Girl and Demon Boy
(Doom Metal Duet (Yela, Cameila and Yoke female vocals) ~Rave Male Vocals)
(Verse 1)
~I know you're scum
(What do you mean?)
~But you look happy
(It's not what it seems)
~It doesn't give you the right to (protect your pain on someone else)
~(Be mine) together in your spirit
~I know a body is only half of it
(Your scorned, wouldn't fail you now)
~I am blue because you're green ~(just like the zombies skin)
(I am Pneumonia)
~I am the devil's son
(He is the fire in a dark spirit)
~She's life that grows in it
~(Be mine) together in your spirit
(Verse 2)
~How much? ~(You want it?)
~Priceless is not cheap
~Free sex (A free heart) I work for it
~(Give/bring it deh)
~(My soul is not for sale)
~(Free love) I work for it
(Rave Hook)
If we are one
Up lift us (Now!)
She is the parasite into my lungs
A form of ectoplasm
From this life reborn
Pneumonia
(Yela hook)
We are mum
You are my angel and demon
I'm your flesh
You are my Necromanomicon
Pneumonia
(will come) Reborn
(Verse 3)
~Feel it in my chest
~(Touch my/your breast)
~We succumb succubus (Incubus of my womb)
(Is there life in death?)
~Be my ~(it's all a guest)
~(together we are mum)
~(Pneumonia and the devil's son)
Troubled Boy
(Verse 1)
I prison my self to pay a debt of
Wake up groaning
I don't mind hostilities
It's the friendship that really bothers me
I am a troubled boy
To prove my point
I'll crucify myself
Medicate my sick memories
(Can't swallow that one) I lost my appetite
(But some days you fast for good health)
And I am well (by myself)
(Verse 2)
She thinks troubled boys are movies actors
But I'm the man who sits behind her camera
You only prove my picture of all girls
I'll be direct, I am a troubled soul
I'm not one for friendly sweet talk
Don't wastes my time
(Just tell me if you're good to go?)
(I just need sex) and a little help
In sickness and health (would you be there?)
I hate to depend, you of all people should know.
(Verse 3)
The hive mind said 'You're doing better'
It's like they thought I need acceptance
('The most Christlike when I don't believe')
(Now honoring a good man you killed long ago)
And though I bleed
I still feel sympathy (For them)
Is it too late (for crook apologies)?
They know not themselves
I'll forgive but can forget
I can't let it go (at least not yet)
Prison myself (of our debts)
Mama Didn't Feed Me Long Enough
(Joke)
(Hook)
I feel so sick
It make me weak
I don't understaaaaaaaaand
(Be a man)
I'm a grown man who can't keep his hands to his side!
The mama didn't feed me long enough!
Now I see why the villains are so fragile
I got this formula no mfer dears to try!
(Thrash Verse)
I pop a pill to fix her
Like mother with the spritzer
My magical elixir (Bling)
We were blitzkrieg at a mixer
I feel better than a Goodfella
So why I always check my shoulder?
This * paranoia
Sick old paranoia
I'll have a lemon water
With a miniature umbrella
Branch of mint, cucumber
A straw to dodge the pathogens
But still a cutty cleaner
Lord bless this holy water
She is my bread and butter
I'm fasting for tomorrow
But give a * a burger
I love a thick ol' beer girl
She likes to suck the bottle
And I wouldn't even kiss her
The lipstick marks a no-no!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-hahaha!
(Hook)
(Rave Verse/ Rave sons as kids shout back up)
The mama didn't feed me long enough
I want up-up and the suck-suck
I get something artificial
And it sux!
It (suck x2) sux!
It's plastic rubber
And it sux!
I need to find my nourishments!
So my head will be strong enough!
To get a proper opportunities
I want the best of breast lady!
Love me! I'm your baby! x2
Oh here it comes!
(Outro x)
I shake some keys, now she love me
Now shake some keys, for me
(This song comes with a new hand dance. That resembles reving a vehicle.)
Throat Song
(Rave Deepest Growl Vocals/Female Vocalizing Yodels that progress to sonic inhuman tones/Jiggy Tribal Beats)
She my late goddess
Of a of murdered demon crown
The throat song is sang
Let it make you strong
I heard a fatty yodel now
And I had to sing along
To speak in ancient tongue
Condra a thunderstorm
Y'Odin and the Siren to the plums
Calypso kiss the frog
Yah the throat song
Hear the howling sand
In the mountains ironcladded
Do you believe we're all burnt by the sun
We were made from clay and brown sand
The illuminated ones
Not the sons of man
I speak in Enochian
A black candle from an albino
Asian-Indian father star
Holy mother god
Silent Migraine
(Jumbee Akatsuki Rap)
They.
Who is they (x3)
Yah see stars
From the pad a big H seen ride' away
Youz that be scheming an eye on me
That double be back like a memory
The curb is my young, in my * days
Kill my young *s pop child away
In them kittens face
Let the pavement shape your waist
You palate your bae
To taste a fraction of the man I be
I'm primal not even gay
Foil on a hat in a microwave
Bunny make ripples in tortoise pace
She has a nice butt
It almost balances out her ways
To bad the body wasn't build symmetrically
(Rave Unsettling growl Chorus)
Silent Migraine (aw)
Silent Migraine (oww)
Silent Migraine (ahhhh-hoo-oo-ooo)
Absence of pain
(Warm milk!)
I got a whole migraine (What? x2) x2
(Kobain Rap)
When spreading misinformation
The hive mind speaks about a they (that they say!)
75 books removed from scriptures written
Popular belief is agenda not the real cannon
On a sacred mission to find the origin
This is the book of man and
(It's not the truth it's their own version!)
While y'all sleep
I stand on the mountain
Looking for devine nourishment
I'm so hungry I can barely see
Some white things coming after me
Saw my mummy in her wedding nighty
Need some milk
She had to bite a tree
It's a ritual
And these witches get sexual
Cause lust only half of it
Love sync my wits
I'm with Jumbee
To summon angels
One must call on demons
Parallel and perfectly
...
I know scriptures that could drive all * mad
I know succubuses that would love to have my bad
Lady gargoyle crouching for her dad
(Rave Unsettling growl Chorus)
(Alice unsettling demon growl)
I have a sane problem
Sometimes I change now and then
They were laughing at my medication
The hyenas still howling
Long after I cull them
I just want to cut them
Kill kill kill and * them
Bloody * and kill them
Kill kill * kill them
Huuuuuuuh?...
(Rave growl)
...Arrrhhh
The silent Migraine
(Inseminating a dying egg in her coffin lovely still birth. Rah.)
(Instruments stops, Chastity speaks)
Hear Satan. A lovely demon. Um?
Magic Science
(Intense Death Metal Flow)
Every year of fortune
Increases the possibility
Of increasing tradegy
I done the maths to tell the future
Is in your hands
The palms of the fortune, teller!
(Cool Death Flow)
Green girl, Monkey palms!
Angel chic, holy psalm!
In Sunday school a foreign girl
Taught me how to spell a holy word!
She took my pencil in her hand
Shrunken head
Explosion
(Intense Death Metal Flow)
Failure to perform the ritual
Properly could mean grave consequences
For the grimoire
Only a mathematician of your craft
Would be able to draw a circle so perfectly
The hole which I immerge
(Disoriented Female Vocals: Manifest on me.)
(Cool Death Flow)
And what a masterpiece it is
You are god's gift
A close relation to life
And extremely violence
One to be desensitized by pain
Your soul separate from body
With complete sexuality
You employee the jumbee
(Disoriented Female Vocals and Rave: Why why you I enjoy it.)
(Hissing Outro x3)
What, does it mean?
What does it mean?!
Recycled BOP
(Growl)
Blackhole
The whole world is to be recycled
The garbage man comes with his pram in hand
I don't understand this dopamine rush
These adults get from petty backwash
(Whisper)
Where you going with that dragon son need a lamb to offer him
(Yell)
Let me feel it know I collect
Bring it for me let me push that trolley
(Whisper)
She got a coke bottle because her body might just decay slowly
(Yell)
Let me feel it know I collect bodies
Bring it for me let me push that trolley
(Yell)
Mommy I don't like school
It's the same numeric rules
Counting numbers to be amused
Recycled bop is in production
(Yell)
WOOOooaa
Here we go
(Growl Yell)
I'm a product of your technology
The things that we build
With intension to kill
Recycled bop is in production
Production
A Cl'ean Fr'esh Shave (Commercial)
(Rave Deep Male Singing like a Norse god)
Call him by name
To clean fresh shave
I trim my hair-air, air-hair
God kiss my head
I trim my face
Ree'vert my Age
I trim down deh
A sm'ooooth clean ace
Lord kiss my ace
(Hellebore High Female Annoying Singing like a maiden)
I clean down daaaaay
Lord kiss my faaace
A Cl'ean fresh shaaaave
To trim my hedge (x2) ( Rave: Heh-edge-eh-edge)
(Rave, Y'Odin and Hellebore)
I clean down deeeeh'
To trim my heeedge
Lord kiss my heeead (x3)
What's my problem? (x2)
(Whimsical male announcer talk: Rave's his and hers grooming products. The shave that will make you feel like a god. And she will feel it too.)
Quarantine
(Growl)
Must keep away from me! The sickness is resenting this fungswae!
To find in harmony!
I remove myself!
The antibody is exuviating the spirit!
Of a neo dismissive!
To create I must isolate the parasite
In my fabricated dimension (I'm weightless!)
Mould a shade of hell to let the lich down below
Will it grrrow?!
(Just * let go!!!)
Let it gooooo!
(Sing)
Emerging from the heart I feel
(Isolate yourself) Self created hell
Isola..! In your heart
(Growl)
Isolate your self! (x2)
Nerves surge like hell
But I just will not breakdown
Heart thumps to a the sound of a war now
And the rain sets to come lose
(Sing)
Emerging from the dark I build
Remove your straint that makes me want to kill
(In your Ha...!)
In your heaaaaaart (x2)
(Growl)
Must keep away from me! The sickness is resenting this fungswae!
To find in harmony!
I remove myself!
The antibody is exuviating the spirit!
Of a neo dismissive!
To create I must isolate the parasite
In my fabricated dimension (I'm weightless!)
Mould a shade of hell to let the lich down below
Babylon
(Sing)
Emerging from the den I build
(Isolate yourself)
Eden Lost in your heart
The Architect
(Sing)
Where do I begin?
(Beats)
(Ends song)
Lucifer's Point Of View
Lucifer's Point Of View
Sympathy For S8n
Ah yeah
Yeah, daddy
We're the same
Father son and
