Текст песни:

[I wanna hear you beg!]
House of Shame.
Come on back {Welcome to the House of Shame.
Blood′s burning to play my game now.
Racks are roasting. Bitches are boasting.
With your blood they are toasting.
Humiliation is your dream.
We′ll make you laugh then scream.
Your body′s itchin′ for a switchin′...
In my torture kitchen!
Pain - You can′t take it another day.
But you ain′t leaving you′re here to stay.
A precious moment without the pain,
breeds only longing in my {your brain.
You will...I need...It′s your fucking time to bleed.
You will obey everything I say.
You will remain while I′m dishing out your pain.
Your will is to blame in the House of Shame.
Stay {Pain...In a world with no autonomy.
Branded slave, racked and hanging, only function is pissing and hanging.
Forced entry breeds with a heart full of self confidence. (?)
But who′s to blame for your desire;
problem parents or porno flicks?
You will...I need...It′s your fucking time to bleed.
You will obey everything I say.
You will remain while I′m dishing out your pain.
Your will is to blame in the House of Shame.
Pain - You can′t take it another day.
But you ain′t leaving, you′re here to stay.
{For a precious moment without the pain,
breeds only longing in my {your brain.
In the House of Shame. (x3)
In the house of...
[lots of whispers that we can′t make out]
You will...I need...It′s your fucking time to bleed.
You will obey everything I say.
You will remain while I′m dishing out your pain.
Your will is to blame in the House of Shame.
Pain - You can′t take it another day.
But you ain′t leaving, you′re here to stay.
{For a precious moment without the pain,
breeds only longing in my {your brain.
In the House of Shame. (x3)
In the house of...
Come on back to the House of Shame.
Your blood′s burning to play our game now.
Racks are roasting, bitches are boasting.
With your blood they′re toasting.
Humiliation is your dream.
I {We′ll make you laugh then scream.
Your body′s itchin′ for a switchin′...
in my torture kitchen!

@ Genitorturers

Текст песни:

I am the Lecher bitch and I wear the X of castigation
I am the whore of the extreme
I am the heretic and I crave your excommunication
Look in my eyes
Get a little star struck and a little insane
Tell me your story. Don′t worry, I won′t care
Cuz I′m the incomparable
Got a mission impossible
Just say that you love me
I say HEY! You′re coming all the way
I′ve got some hell to pay
I′m diggin′ all the way
All the way down
I am the Lecher Bitch and I call on all who feed on danger
Taste of the whore suffer my seed
Crawl with the heretic and the world outside gets a little bit stranger
Look in my eyes
Wanna little star fuck and a little good pain
Tell me your story. Don′t worry, I′ve been there
Crown me your savior
Don′t worry I′ll be there
Don′t belong lording above me
Won′t be hard to pull you underground
It won′t be long till ya love me
Then I′ll be coming at your back
To break it down
Crossed your heart but still I lied
Stick this needle down inside
Leave you with an open wound
Left to die alone
Like an animal

@ Genitorturers

Текст песни:

Clock starts ticking away
Count the minutes that are in it
Till Judgment Day
Life spent hard on the run
Never saying, never paying for what we′ve done – oh
Lookin′ at you outside, you want to be clean
But you’re dirty like the inside of your girlie magazines
You wanna know the reason they call me obscene?
You′re gonna meet me on your color TV screen

Public Enemy №1, target’s on my head – better get a gun
Public Enemy №1, in the home of the brave – yeah
Public Enemy №1, target’s on my head – better get a gun
Public Enemy №1, in the land of the free

Got a virus to spread
Got you hooked, breathing heavy
Now you see red
An urge getting ready to feed
Now that you live it, there′s a lesson you must heed
They got a bull’s-eye trained on you,
And there′s nothing that you ever can do
They got a sure shot right in low
And you won’t no-no-no-no-no-no know
What it feels like to be like me, cuz you want to be real
But you′re staring into the mirror and you’re looking back at a fiend
You wipe out your insides, but you′re never coming clean
Gonna make the headlines of your color TV screen

Public Enemy №1, target’s on your head – better get a gun
Public Enemy №1, in the home of the brave – yeah
Public Enemy №1, target’s on your head – better get a gun
Public Enemy №1, in the land of the free

Locked in sight, your hands are shaking…
Left alone, there’s no mistaking…

Public Enemy №1, target’s on your head – better get a gun
Public Enemy №1, and I’m seeing red – yeah
Public Enemy №1, they want you to hate me, hate me
Public Enemy №1, in the home of the free

@ Genitorturers

Текст песни:

Turning on your Terrorvision
Channel 1,2,3
Only seeing what we′re giving
When you turn on me, that′s destiny
That when you turn me on, you burn in bed
I′ll plant a seed of violence into every little head
Hail to the Freaks!! We got a freak show coming!
A game of chance is what your playin
When you play with me
Only hearin what we′re saying
When you turn on me, that′s destiny
That when you turn me on, you burn in bed
While I plant a seed of violence into every little head
Hail to the Freaks!! We got a freak show coming!
Coming for contagion, Cummin on the nation!
True lies, come and get you some, Channel 1,2,3
True lies, come and get you some, It′s what you got to see
True lies, Living free! True lies, trip is free!
′Round and round and round and round she goes
Where she stops nobody knows
Round and round and round and round she goes
Where she stops, Nobody knows!!
True lies, living free! True lies, trip is free!
For you and me

@ Genitorturers