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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