The Devil’s Playground

By Bad Breed

On London Dungeons

Released on 2004

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(Intro: Nightmare)

Ayo, yeah

This one goes out for those who don't understand the middle of fear

As we bring forth to Horrorcore as you're weighing your life

(Verse 1: Nocturnal)

[?] from this

The devil of [?] technically I don't exist

This dark [?] insidiouses

Reaching the evil of my mother's heart

Smuck the fucking womb and tear apart

The Glock they're coming through my skin

As darkest the devils I represent within

I get darker, an evil bad creed devours my limbs

I pull [?] back blasphemy [?] so die within a vessel of evil

My brains and heart attached to vampire bats and plague rats

(Jesus)

It's so dark it's in but the light of Christ becomes thin

My brothels from the spirits of my heart pumps as the demon drives through my lungs

Bodys chopped up so i breathe the breath of death

Hench there upon the stench clench clench clench

Your dark matter to shiver condition no pollution

Distance screams echo when it hollows in night extremes

Darkness dreams of dark fiend, I think my death or my enemies

Might got your hole through their fucking spleen

My body hopes possessed by ghosts

Sacrilegious bones [?] by the holy cross

I stab [?] with a holy cross [?] unholy

Inseminate [?] desire, Hell is back

Massive [?] violent [?] back in the Earth

My [?] from his lungs he lies within who was [?] in the closet

Hell is inside of me grabbing me, the devil's child they call a whole [?] eternally look for sanity, a frenemy

Diabolic, if he dies, my death is [?] of my [?] fatality

(Verse 2: Nightmare)

I think satanic thoughts from the dark scriptures it's the evil one I walk backwards just to rip through the sinister you die in your own fear

Nightmare is here, contaminate the atmosphere

Death defeats the object of dying in prayers in your own fear coz death is real

Leave you stranded right in the middle of silent hill

Demons attack in the dark with jagged blades just to stab you in the fucking grill

Deformed creatures move to the sounds of my chorus

I move forward burning carcasses I leave you bleeding from every hole of your orifice

I'm leaving the mics infected, call yourself the asthmatic

I kill your lungs with the deadliest flows like asbestos, my style is projected

Body's devoured right in my stomach is digested

Holy crystals in demonic temples so run and go grab the free masonic symbols

Bone gristle cannibalised and ripped through your tissue

Battling demons that can't be stopped that gets shot from any form of a pistol

(Hook: Nightmare)

Devil's playground, black clouds are formed over crowds

Dead bodies are found in this ghost town

It's the devil's playground (x4)

(Verse 3: Nocturnal)

Yeah, it's back


[?] is a magic tyrannical [?]

The satanical classes, deaths, no hex, click clack

In fact, if I attacked, the bible protects [?]

With the words I got my breasts, had this bullet like it's in your chest

Let's play the game, devouring [?] the frame

From the heat in the grain

The demon howled and infested from the flames

I walk with demons and howl to the sounds creeping

Fuck sleeping, darkness attacks all this breathing

The devil's face cloud in the devil's playground

(Verse 4: Nightmare)

Rip off emcees with guillotines, a Glock for the spleen

Get your whole team murdered by a weapon, I'm killing emcees

Hit the first degree, and what you need

Stomp on enemies with black tips

Broken limbs or crab feast

Bad Breed in camouflage, fatigue

So stay clear, I am here for the jagged shears

Holy war now I bring fourth the beast with no fear

(Hook)