Home is Where The Hate Is (Explicit)

Home is Where The Hate Is - Dan Bull

Written by：Dan Bull

Ah greetings

You're right on time

Wipe your feet

You're invited inside

Your arrival is quite a surprise

You're ripe for the ride of your life

Right

Let me take your coat you're welcome

Have a browse through the photo album

It's only seldom we host any guests

The rest of the family are home

I'll tell them

Come and join us for vittals

It'll satiate those cravings a little

Putsome meat on those brittle bones

We insist you must have a nibble

It's something we hunted

One for the road

Here's a clue

It's right under your nose

If you refuse you'll be stunting the growth

Of your welcome to our humble abode

Those lonely country roads

Are so remote

That no one'll know

You're overdue home

There's no bloody phone

No go to you room

Or I'll go for your throat

When you're under my roof

You'll heed my rules

Succumb to my truth

Do I need my tools

Should I fetch my pliers

Should I come for your tooth

It's your fault

I don't want to remove it

Home

Home is where the hate is

Home

Your relatives are waiting

Home

Everyone's related

Home

They who immigrate or natives

Home

Look what we've created

Satanist

Sadist

Home is where the hate is

Where the hate is

Home is where the hate is

Butcher

Baker

Candlestick maker

You can't get away from your animal nature

Try as you might and the anger will take you

Now sample the cake that grandmother's made you

That's a family favorite

Passed through generations of bakers

Inhabiting the plantation

Eraserhead x fantasia

It's fun and games son

Let dad chase you

Here I come

Ready or not

I hear a gun

Bloody belly all shot

Don't you try to pee on my fun

We've barely begun

And there's many more shocks

In store for you

But you know that already

Of course you do

Keep both hands steady

Adrenaline what a hell of a drug

I'm getting a buzz from

Killing and peeling the skin of a corpse

I'm yearning for more

It isn't enough

'Cause I've seen it before

I've been in a war

Within in my thoughts

The insects are wriggling from under the floor

You're injured your innards are spilling

There's chunder and gore

And blood on the walls

It's pungent and raw

That's the warm welcome

I give out for someone who comes through my door

And into my home

Home is where the hate is

Home

Your relatives are waiting

Home

Everyone's related

Home

They who immigrate or natives

Home

Look what we've created

Satanist

Sadist

Home is where the hate is

Home is where the hate is

Home is where the hate is