The Ancient One & Ware-Wolff & Runae Moon
Ардженто & Symen Haze & Ware-Wolff
Sinful & Ware-Wolff & Jeck Da General
King Labinnac & Ware-Wolff
Fetal Autopsy & Ware-Wolff
DyeCryy & Ware-Wolff
Infamuz Blayze & Ware-Wolff & BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER
Snuffa Kunt & Ware-Wolff
Colossus & Berkowitz GoreFest & Ware-Wolff
Skeddy J the Aabomination & Odium & Ware-Wolff
Cryptik X & Dosia Demon & Dmize & Ware-Wolff
ShadowX (Horrorcore) & Ware-Wolff
Odium & Ware-Wolff
Ayceeonethirty & Ware-Wolff
Cinikill & Ware-Wolff & Elliott Niezel & Casacas & Double A
Mongrel The Snow Chimp & Ware-Wolff
AmoKrun & Ware-Wolff
Ware-Wolff &
MC Frank Hatchett & Ware-Wolff
Taurean J & Koffin Creep & Ware-Wolff
Bloodspits & Ware-Wolff & Jemini
[Chorus: Colossus]
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
[Verse 1: Colossus (Español?: 0:54 - 0:57)]
Removing the rigor morted warded anatomy
One will never understand a nеcrophile's gravity
Magnetic attraction to the dеad
[?] a los vasos podridos a usted
I’m a sick motherfuck, purple faces smothered up
Hung from a pillow sheet, mother's left in disbelief
Pure awe when I maul alive the beating hearts
Moment I sink my teeth, bitch, the bleeding starts
Blood spurts into my oral passage
Shock drapes your face, anaphylactic
Lactic acid drips through muscle fibers
Teeth removed with needle-nose pliers
Punch through the vaginal structure
Thrust by thrust, all the strength I could muster
Cold stiff assholes are never lackluster
No one is safe, take an infant and I'll fuck her
[Chorus: Colossus]
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
[Verse 2: Berkowitz Gorefest]
Name is Berkowitz and I’m a sick fuck
Kinda gotta break a bottle in a bitch cunt
Make you watch while I rape your fucking wife
I'll make her suck my dick then I'll make her fuck a knife
Call it Gore rap, Bodies On The Floor rap
This a Rape A Dead Body In The Morgue rap
Kill a bitch and play with her blood and guts
Fuck the slut, slit her throat then cut her up
And I keep her dead body on my dick
I got bodies in my fridge, I'm like Dahmer in this bitch
Think I'm insane, I got a sick mind
A knife in my hand tearing out your insides
Gag in your mouth, you got both wrists tied
Smile on my face when I see your bitch die
You ain't gotta tell me, I know I'm fucking sick
Fuck your kid until I got a bloody dick, Berkowitz
[Chorus: Colossus]
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
Dreams of the wicked, dreams of the diabolic
Dreams for the evil or the dreams for the fallen
Pick your poison, we got vices of all sorts
From pedophiles and rapists, to all to all whores
[Verse 3: Ware-Wolff]
Killing a million, a sick bloodthirsty villain
With multiple killings with skillets that'll have your family spilling
Your loved ones will perish, they vanished, already gone
Sprinkle your brothers and sisters out on the motherfucking lawn
Sex with the brain matter, rub my balls on your dome
But now it wants gore-sex, my cock has a mind of its own
Razor blades cut into lines and smoke their asses like a dope fiend
Now feeling the rush and it equals the thrill of murdering
Smell all the bodies left burning, I silence off all that at night
I’ll slice your for my weeds and killing decrease you with a fright
A deranged psychotic maniac decapitates on sight
You’re safe and sound in your house until you notice the flickering lights
Mechanical or robotic, all trace of thoughts are demonic
You're feeling psychotic, got deadly attacks landing atomic
I’m coming with the rusty shovel, swing it and aiming for your brains
And don't even ridden my clothes of all your fucking blood stains
Dreams of the Diabolic was written by Colossus & Berkowitz GoreFest & Ware-Wolff.