1. The Makinng Of... 4:032. Cannibal Holocaust 2:35
3. Lord of the Flies Featuring Young Vadah & Agency 1.9.9.4. 2:59
4. Death Valley Featuring Young Vadah 3:30
5. In the Mouth of Madness 3:12
6. Slaughter House 3:45
7. Kain Made Me Do It 3:23
8. Disciples of Death Featuring Young Vadah 3:23
9. Outta My Mind 3:55
10. I Just Can't Move On 2:29
11. Loser 3:42
12. Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance (Loser Pt.2) Featuring Agency 1.9.9.4 4:31
13. Black Sunday 2:47
BRIEF REVIEW:
IT'S QUITE FRIGHTENING WHENEVER I SEE A NIGGER SPECIES OF A DARKENED SKIN TYPE WEARING AN EXECUTIONER MASK BECAUSE I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER WHETHER BEHIND IT LIES BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA'S PREVIOUS CAREER, THAT FUCKING NASTY ASS HALF-AFRICAN SOCIALIST. I CAN'T BELIEVE UP IN THIS DAY AND AGE, IT'S EASIER TO MURDER A BLACK-BUT-WHITE POP STAR AND NOT A PRESIDENT OF THE SAME KIND. WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU INCOMPETENT WHITE SUPREMACIST FOOLS BEEN BUSY RUNNING LATELY? BARBEQUING MEXICAN INFANTS IN A DARK BLACK METAL FOREST WHERE FUNERAL DOOM SHOT THEIR MOST RECENT MUSIC VIDEOS? (OH WAIT, LOW BUDGET BANDS LIKE THOSE CAN'T EVEN AFFORD GAS TO TOUR THEIR OWN HOME TOWN WITH THE POPULATION OF 4200, SORRY!) PERHAPS IF YOU LEARNED TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF PROPANE TANKS THEN YOU ALL WOULDN'T HAVE TO USE YOUR BURNING CROSS AS THE ONLY SOURCE OF COOKING FIRE, YOU FUCKING INCOMPETENT WHITE-TRASH HICKIE BILLIES! WHAT ARE YOU ASSHOLES, ALL AMISH? GO PUSH THAT WHEELBARROW UP AND DOWN YOUR DIRT SOIL WHILE HARVESTING GRAIN BEFORE WINTER HITS, FORCING YOU TO HIBERNATE INSIDE THAT WOODEN CABIN WITH A CANDLELIGHT BEING YOUR ONLY SOURCE OF HEAT, YOU FUCKING UNBELIEVABLY PALE MORMONS.
SOMETIMES I SIT IN THE SOLITUDE OF MY OWN BASEMENT, DEPRESSIVELY PONDERING WHY I HAVE NOT A SINGLE FRIEND IN THIS LIVELY WORLD. CAN SOMEONE PLEASE COME OVER WITH A BAG OF CHIPS AND WATCH TAPED SEINFIELD EPISODES WITH ME? I'VE DUBBED AND REPLACED EVERY KRAMER'S LINE WITH "HE'S A NIGGER! HE'S A NIGGER! HE'S A NIGGER! A NIGGER, OH LOOK, THERE'S A NIGGER!" TO MAKE THE CONTEXT OF THE DIALOGUES MORE RELEVANT. I ALSO HOPE WHOEVER BOTHERS TO COME OVER HAPPENS TO BE AN AFRICAN DESCENT AS WELL, SO I CAN POINT AND LAUGH AND RECHANT KRAMER'S RACIST MANIFESTO AS MY NEW FRIEND DWAYNE WHO'S SITTING RIGHT BESIDE ME, DECIDES THAT HE'S FINALLY HAD IT AND POPS MY HIDEOUS HEAD INTO MY NECK SOCKET SO HARD THAT HE PULLS IT OUT OF MY FILTHY ASSHOLE THE NEXT MOMENT.
I SHOULD BE A GERMAN CONTORTIONIST
SOMETIMES I SIT IN THE SOLITUDE OF MY OWN BASEMENT, DEPRESSIVELY PONDERING WHY I HAVE NOT A SINGLE FRIEND IN THIS LIVELY WORLD. CAN SOMEONE PLEASE COME OVER WITH A BAG OF CHIPS AND WATCH TAPED SEINFIELD EPISODES WITH ME? I'VE DUBBED AND REPLACED EVERY KRAMER'S LINE WITH "HE'S A NIGGER! HE'S A NIGGER! HE'S A NIGGER! A NIGGER, OH LOOK, THERE'S A NIGGER!" TO MAKE THE CONTEXT OF THE DIALOGUES MORE RELEVANT. I ALSO HOPE WHOEVER BOTHERS TO COME OVER HAPPENS TO BE AN AFRICAN DESCENT AS WELL, SO I CAN POINT AND LAUGH AND RECHANT KRAMER'S RACIST MANIFESTO AS MY NEW FRIEND DWAYNE WHO'S SITTING RIGHT BESIDE ME, DECIDES THAT HE'S FINALLY HAD IT AND POPS MY HIDEOUS HEAD INTO MY NECK SOCKET SO HARD THAT HE PULLS IT OUT OF MY FILTHY ASSHOLE THE NEXT MOMENT.
I SHOULD BE A GERMAN CONTORTIONIST
