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The Most disturbing Lyrics in a song?

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In your opinion, is the most disturbing lyrics you heard in a song? Mine has to be "Closer" by NIN since it's basically a rape song which makes me cringe everytime I hear it but I do actually like the instrumental parts behind/within it though.

just look at the lyrics...

You let me violate you.
You let me desecrate you.
You let me penetrate you.
You let me complicate you.
Help me.
I broke apart my insides.
Help me.
I've got no soul to sell.
Help me.
The only thing that works for me.
Help me get away from myself.

I wanna fuck you like an animal.
I wanna feel you from the inside.
I wanna fuck you like an animal.
My whole existence is flawed.
You get me closer to God.

You can have my isolation.
You can have the hate that it brings.
You can have my absence of faith.
You can have my everything.
Help me.
Tear down my reason.
Help me.
It's your sex I can smell.
Help me.
You make me perfect.
Help me become somebody else.

I wanna fuck you like an animal.
I wanna feel you from the inside.
I wanna fuck you like an animal.
My whole existence is flawed.
You get me closer to God.

Through every forest.
Above the trees.
Within my stomach.
Scraped off my knees.
I drink the honey inside your hive.
You are the reason I stay alive.

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TimeOfDeath said:

But, but, how is it a rape song if the person lets him?


I first thought it was since the words "violate" and "fuck you like a animal" associates with rape...or maybe not?

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Acid Bath wins the day for me. Here are the lyrics to their song "Scream of the Butterfly":

A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scalpel shines in god's sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I'm getting bored

There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak

With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myself of you

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly

I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road

I like the scream of the butterfly

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Cannibal Corpse - I Cum Blood

Swollen with liquid
Ready to burst
A load of my lymph
Will quench this dead body's thirst
One month in the grave
twisted and half decayed
She turned a putrid yellow
I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
Fucking the rotting
My semen is bleeding
The smell of decay
Seeps from her genital cavity
The smell was unbearable As I unburied her
I cum blood from my erection
I feel it run
down her throat, swallow
Eyes glassy and vacant
body dug up to play with
Skin greasy and naked
tonguing her rotted anus
I need a live woman
to fill with my fluid
A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
her body exceptional
she thought I was normal
but I wanted more
I came blood inside of her
choking on the clot
gagging on the snot
gushing blood, from her mouth
bloody gel leaking out
Body buried in a shallow grave
Unmarked for none to find
The sickness I have left behind
Undetected go my crimes
The greatest thrill of my life
Violent, climax Serging serum on my skin
Back from the dead
I am resurrected to spew, putrefaction

i win.

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How about some Frank Zappa?

Dirty Love
Give me
Your dirty love
Like you might surrender
To some dragon in your dreams

Give me
Your dirty love
Like a pink donation
To the dragon in your dreams

I don't need your sweet devotion
An' I don't want your cheap emotion
Whip me up some dragon lotion
For your dirty love
Your dirty love

Give me
Your dirty love
Like some tacky little pamphlet
In your daddy's bottom drawer

Give me
Your dirty love
I don't believe you never seen
His book before

I don't need no consolation
I don't want your reservation
I only got one destination
An' that's your dirty love
Your dirty love

Give me
Your dirty love
Just like your mama
Make her fuzzy poodle do
(Oh, Frenchie . . . )

Give me
Your dirty love
The way your mama
Make that nasty poodle chew

I'll ignore your cheap aroma
And your little-bo-peep diploma
I'll just put you in a coma
With some dirty love
Some dirty love
That dirty love
That dirty love

THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Snap it!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Snap it!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Snap it!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Not a speck of cereal!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Nothing but the best for my dog!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Come on!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Come on, Frenchie)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Little paws sticking up!)
THE POODLE BITES!
(Little curly head!)
THE POODLE CHEWS IT!
(Little curly tail!)

Stick It Out
Joe:

Fick mich, du miserabler hurensohn
Du miserabler hurensohn
Fick mich, du miserabler hurensohn
Streck ihn aus
Streck aus deinem heißen gelockten
Streck ihn aus
Streck aus deinem heißen gelockten
Streck ihn aus
Streck aus deinem heißen gelockten schwanz
Ah-ee-ahee-ahhhhh!
Mach es sehr schnell
Rein und raus
Magisches Schwein
Mach es sehr schnell
Rein und raus
Magisches Schwein
Bis es spritzt, spritzt, spritzt, spritzt
Feuer!
Bis es spritzt, spritzt, spritzt, spritzt
Feuer!
Aber beklecker nicht das Sofa, Sofa!
Aber beklecker nicht das Sofa, Sofa!
Aber beklecker nicht das Sofa, Sofa!
Aber beklecker nicht das Sofa, Sofa!

Sy Borg:

Pick me . . . I'm clean . . . I am also programmed for conversational English.

May I have this dance?

Joe:

I've got a better idea . . .

Fuck me, you ugly son of a bitch
You ugly son of a bitch
Fuck me, you ugly son of a bitch
Stick it out
Stick out yer hot curly weenie
Stick it out
Stick out yer hot curly weenie
Stick it out
Stick out yer hot curly weenie
Weenie . . . weenie, weenie, weenie!
Make it go fast
(In and out)
In and out,
Magical Pig
Make it go fast
(In and out)
In and out,
Magical Pig
Till it squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts)
Fire
Till it squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts), squirts (squirts)
Fire
Don't get no jizz upon that sofa, sofa
Don't get no jizz upon that sofa, sofa
Don't get no jizz upon that sofa, sofa
Don't get no jizz upon that sofa, sofa

Sy Borg:

What's a girl like you
Doing in a place like this?
Do you come here often?
Wait a minute. . .
I've got it . . .
You're an Italian . . .
What? You're Jewish?
Love your nails . . .
You must be a Libra . . .
Your place or mine?
Your place or mine?
Your place or mine?
Your place or mine?
Your place or mine?
Your place or mine?

See the chrome
Feel the chrome
Touch the chrome
Heal the chrome
See the screaming
Hot black steaming
Iridescent naugahyde python screaming
Steam Roller!

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Nightmare Doom said:

I first thought it was since the words "violate" and "fuck you like a animal" associates with rape...or maybe not?


No that's not a rape song. Big man with a gun from the same album was the rape song. Case in point:

Big Man With A Gun

i am a big man
(yes i am)
and i have a big gun
got me a big old dick
and i
i like to have fun
held against your forehead
i'll make you suck
it
maybe i'll put a hole in your head
you know just for the fuck of
it
i can reduce you if i want
i can devour
i'm hard as fucking steel
and i've got the power
i'm every inch a man and i'll show you somehow
me
and my fucking gun
nothing can stop me now
shoot shoot shoot shoot
shoot
i'm going to come all over you
me and my fucking gun
me and my
fucking gun
Big Man With A Gun

The album the downward Spiral included many songs involving a mans well downward spiral until his inevitable death.

Danarchy said:

How about some Frank Zappa?


Bobby Brown was slightly more disturbing in my books.

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Technician said:

Big man with a gun from the same album was the rape song.

I always thought that would be a perfect end for all those penis enlargement email spammers.

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Personally I think Junkhead from Alice in Chains is far more disturbing than any of these "shock" songs, simply for the fact that it details the drug-addicted lifestyle that eventually killed the lead singer.

Layne Staley sings:
A good night
The best in a long time
A new friend turned my on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high convince them to buy

What's my drug of choice?
Well what have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Run down the pouring drain
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks

Are you happy?
I am man
Content and fully aware
Money matters nothing to me
'Cause your life's empty and bare

What's my drug of choice?
Well what have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot

You can't understand the user's mind
But try with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and open your eyes
I bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad

What's my drug of choice?
Well what have you got?
I don't go broke and I do it a lot

I do it a lot
I do it a lot
I do it a lot

Say, I do it a lot!

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The blue pill opens your eyes
Is there a better way?
A new religion prescribed
To those without the faith
A hero holding a knife
And blood is not enough
Is it too late to go back?
Is it too late to go?

There's no-one here (there's no-one here)
And people everywhere (people everywhere)
You're on your own

Let's see if I'm hearing this right
Is it just that I should take
The never-ending supply
To carry out the dead
Your idols burn in the fire
The mob comes crawling up
I'm reclaiming my mind
Destroying everyone

There's no-one here (there's no-one here)
And people everywhere (people everywhere)
You're all alone

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For perversion, I present Nick Cave's O'Malley's Bar.

For scariness, how about some Radiohead? Here's Wolf At The Door:

Drag him out your window
Dragging out the dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes and ladders flip the lid
Out pops the cracker
Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards
Get up get the gunge
Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Don't you flan in the face
Take it with the love its given
Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the taxman
Let me back
Let me back
I promise to be good
Don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize
Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside

I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops. . . .

Walking like giant cranes
And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked
in a tight little world
and are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers
Investments and dealers
Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and Sunday papers
City boys in First Class don't know we're born little
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone always does
I wish you'd get up get over
get up, get over and turn your tape off

I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom
And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops

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AxCx - I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
A few years ago, I snuck Freddy Mercury into your son’s room
I gave him anesthesia so he’d never remember getting raped
You spent your life savings putting your kid through college
Then he died of AIDS, so you wasted your money for nothing

[Chorus:]
I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry

You thought your son was on a diet, so you didn’t worry too much
At the funeral, I told you what happened and laughed at you
I didn’t think that you suffered enough
So I shot your wife in front of you

[Chorus]

Braces, summer camp, college, you wasted all your money
Food, clothing, trips to Disney World, you wasted all your money
Birthdays, Christmas, the tooth fairy, you wasted all your money
Lunch money, field trips, toys, you wasted all your money





Our of (lack of?) respect for humanity, I'll link to these:

Win #1

Win #2

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Ed said:

Our of (lack of?) respect for humanity, I'll link to these:

Win #1

Win #2


yeah those two win it. how bout this?

Exhumed said:

Admiring the syphilitic visage, Of the pustule ridden genitals that I adore,
Oozing sebum and pus dribbling on the labia, Leaves me panting for more...
Vaginal excrements fume and funk, The stench of festering menstrual discharge,
The wafting odor tortues my nasal passage, The glistening cunt wet with
blood... A crust ridden musty flap of lust suffering, From severe
dermatological disorder, The sanguined slit lined with papules, And genital
warts along its fleshy borders... Licking the sickening twat, The foul stench
of the blistering crotch, Drinking the menstruated slop, Delight in each
pustular drop... Passing blood clots, Eating crotch rot, Septic blood and pus,
Consume the runny crust, Urine flows out of the slit, Piss washes over the
clit, Taste the blood and piss, Nothing compares to this... My face fully
buried within, The pubic mound of grime and warts, Voraciously lapping up
excrements of, Every sordid type and nauseating sort... The atrocious
nauseating odour, Proves too strong to resist in the end, The nauseating fumes
overwhelm me, As I vomit into the moist pungent gash... Regurgitate onto the
cunt, Puke on the gore ridden slut, Drunk off the urine flow, I bathe in the
afterglow...


and how bout

GWAR said
Dead..
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Take your fat tongue!
And curl it into a 'U',
You take and unborn child who knows not what you do
[Chorus:]
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck -
Baby Dick Fuck -
Baby dick Fuck
Baby Dick Suck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
There's no excuse, give him the goose
With a push and then a shove
Teach that child how grown-ups love
[chorus]
Fuck Fuck Suck Suck Fuck Fuck
I haunt the malls and the
Burger Kings I am the giver of pain
Splitting the rumps of the wicked
Only the nipples remain [x2]
The cherub screams "NO" as I move to defile
Our bodies entwine in a puddle of bile
Many years later we'll look back and smile
As we thrash about on the urine-drenched tile
The delivery room is as still as a tomb
I fuck the child while its still in your womb
The child is now dead and you start to blubber
Fuck your warm corpse with your child as a rubber
Take your fat tongue, ram it up her bung
Her face is packed with cum We've only just begun
From your head, your eyes I pluck
Give you savage socket fuck
Work my wand of black obsidian
End up like a Branch Davidian
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck
Baby Dick Fuck

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As much as I like some of that music, I've never been able to take the attempts to be "disturbing" completely seriously (even as I continue to record the same kind of stuff myself, heh).

Now, the closest I've come to being truly disturbed as an adult has been with modern country music, for example some of the relatively recent nationalistic stuff. I lived in Texas for the first 22 years/90% to date of my life, but now the thought of even going to visit makes me somehow uneasy...

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Richo Rosai said:

Now, the closest I've come to being truly disturbed as an adult has been with modern country music, for example some of the relatively recent nationalistic stuff. I lived in Texas for the first 22 years/90% to date of my life, but now the thought of even going to visit makes me somehow uneasy...

That reminds me of something. My friend made me listen to the country music station, and there was this song on there that was like "I wanna watch you run through the fields then I'll check you for ticks." Seriously, made me throw up a little in my mouth. And yes, it was a euphemism for sex.

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The subject matter and obscurity of a lot of Jandek songs is pretty disturbing, but there's hundreds of those to wade through, so how about the old Korn route instead:

Mother, please forgive me. I just had to get out all my pain and suffering.
Now that I am done, remember I will always love you; I'm your son.

Little child looking so pretty
come out and play, I'll be your Daddy
Innocent child looking so sweet
I rape in my eyes and on your flesh I'll eat

You raped, I feel dirty
It hurt as a child
Tied down, "That's a good boy."
And fuck your own child
I scream, no-one hears me
It hurt, I'm not a liar
My God, I saw you watchin'
Mommy, why?? Your own child...

Little child, looking so pretty,
come out and play, I'll be your Daddy

You raped, I feel dirty
It hurt as a child
Tied down, "That's a good boy."
And fuck your own child
I scream, no-one hears me
It hurt, I'm not a liar
My God, I saw you watchin'
Mommy, why???

It's alright

"I didn't touch you there."
Mommy said she didn't care.
"I didn't touch you there."
That's why Mommy stopped and stared.

Little child looking so sweet
I rape in my eyes and on your flesh I'll eat

[Crying with frustration]

[Woman begins to sing]

[Music starts again]

[Jon Leaves The Booth]


"After a long period of silence at the end of the song, a discussion can be heard; a random audio clip that producer Ross Robinson found in an abandoned house. The argument revolves around a man named Michael and a woman named Geri conversing about the installation of a car part (apparently an exhaust manifold on a Dodge Dart). Michael can be heard screaming at Geri (profanity-laden) over the merits of the installation."

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Coopersville said:

Korn


The only thing disturbing about that is the thought that anyone could find success with such shit lyrics. Were they like 16 or something?

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Cannibal Corpse - Covered With Sores

Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs
Blood thirsty
Ungodly
Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores
Of those I infect become my loyal servants
To ride me of my own rot
Whittling meat from the bones of the dead
Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge
The mutilated bodies I leave rotting after I
Have fucked them with my knife
Becoming a product of my own nigtmares
A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased
I hide my slobbering skin
Covered by a victims flap
I love to watch the blood ooz down the bodies stump
Like scap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side
Now revealed
Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past
Leaking membrane, consuming bodies
Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification
Spewing pus on rotted skin I celebrate my
Cruelty, boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue
Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from
My lips, my only thirst is pus eruption of cysts
Incurable disfigured bodies, I rape the dying
Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs
The ruptured organs leak the fluid that I seek
To break the incantation of my damnation
Split wide open, bloated organs burst
Nerves uprooted, re-opening healed wounds
On my body
Sucking on the sores
Ingesting my own fluids
Self-parasitic puss indulgement

Then again, basically anything by Cannibal Corpse could qualify for this.
Oddly enough, none of the lyrics posted here really bother me much.

Though I still think this part is hilarious for some reason:

fucked them with my knife

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The most disturbing lyrics in a song, for me anyway, rarely have to do with references from Evil Dead, splatter porn or the like. What's disturbing to me is those Good Ol Boy Americana country-pop ballads about the greatness/superiority/supremacy of the United States and neo nazi punk bands. After playing Doom for 13 years, collecting an extensive amount of horror movies and listening to Cannibal Corpse since my early adolescence.. shock lyrics rarely shock, 90% of the time it's obvious they're written to do just that, which takes most of the authenticity out of it.

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As far Rap goes, this one takes the cake.



(note: "Born 2 Die" by Spice 1 was originally from a underrated horror film called "Tales from the Hood" and I wonder anyone here saw this movie before?)

So any others that are just as or more hardcore than this one?

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Ed said:

The most disturbing lyrics in a song, for me anyway, rarely have to do with references from Evil Dead, splatter porn or the like. What's disturbing to me is those Good Ol Boy Americana country-pop ballads about the greatness/superiority/supremacy of the United States and neo nazi punk bands. After playing Doom for 13 years, collecting an extensive amount of horror movies and listening to Cannibal Corpse since my early adolescence.. shock lyrics rarely shock, 90% of the time it's obvious they're written to do just that, which takes most of the authenticity out of it.


dood thats whut i just said

Great minds?

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This brings back beautiful memories of a CD I once heard which is way more "hardcore" than anything ever. And what do you know, the youtubes have it!



Some choice quotes:

Mess with N-I-P you must be tired of livin
Cut off your head - mmm, Thanksgiving

Kill a nigga for a measly-ass nickel
Frozen blood on a stick, equals strawberry popsicles

I'm getting pissed from the blood I threw up
Barely snapped my fingers and Jupiter blew up!
Hoes, they love me, they say I'm a pleaser
I woke up dead in a cat's leg screaming "Caesar!"

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