Trite Deviations from Entology by Vile Ent

Gone to Hell,
That place where I fell
All the secrets,
I'd like to tell
Brewed up in one big spell
Shaman's cup, you'll hear me yell
It's too much, way too much
This is so, strange as such
I'm way too far gone

Bastards do as bastards are
Fuck your face, I am a star
Motherfuckin' get it on
Painting houses red,
I wish that I were dead
Cuz nothing more is said about her.
Your blood's on fire with light
I give to you tonight
Another Satanic September.
Demons in my beer
Won't give in to fear
Throw the silver spear toward me.
Rock and Roll tonite
With psychedelic sight
Feeling quite alright
this evening.
It's too much, way too much
This is so, strange as such
I'm way too far gone
Bastards do as bastards are
Fuck your face, I am a star
Motherfuckin' get it on
SELF IMMOLATION! TRITE DEVATIONS

• Experimental
• Industrial
• Metal
• Punk
• Rock
• Rock ‘n’ Roll
• Canada