Bathory - 33 Something Lyrics

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Chained to the log. Handcuffed and drugged.
Still pain is all you feel.
A piece of meat that hardly breathes.
Still much a human being.
Forcing his way into your ***.
John Wayne Gacy is near.
Flesh will rip and bloody will flow.
This death comes in your rear.

[Chorus]
One of 33 something.
All who were raped and bled.
The last thing you will ever hear
Before your ****ing dead is.

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my ****. Suck my ****.
Writhe in pain and die insane.

With every breath inhale the stench
Of lubrication **** and sweat.
The smell of love the smell of human
Blood and excrement.
Once you've played with Mr. Gacy,
There's no way out. No release.
In the attic is all hell, then in the
Basement you'll find peace.

[Chorus]

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my ****. Suck my ****.
Writhe in pain and die insane.

Drink my cum. Take my rum.
Blooded hole. Twisted soul.
Eat my ****. Suck my ****.
Writhe in pain and die insane.
Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Immaculate Pinetreeroad #930
  • 2 Born to Die
  • 3 Psychopath
  • 4 Sociopath
  • 5 Grey
  • 6 Century
  • 7 33 Something
  • 8 War Supply
  • 9 Schizianity
  • 10 Judgement of Posterity
  • 11 Deuce


  • Credits
    publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
    album: Track 7 in album Octagon
    release date: 1995-5-1
    popularity : 91 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock
    styles: Thrash/Heavy Metal
    length: 3:15
    composer: Quorthon
    lyricist: Quorthon
    Album Information
    label: Black Mark
    country(area): Germany
    format: CD
    barcode: 4012743061121
    script: Latin