| Song | Suffer the little children to come unto me |
| Artist | Pungent Stench |
| Album | Masters Of Moral Servants Of Sin |
| 作词 : Rector Wank ... | |
| child | |
| he's coming for you | |
| there's nothing that you could do | |
| he lurks the night | |
| a ghoul with cruel intentions | |
| waiting for you to cross his way | |
| a predator | |
| greedy for your intestines | |
| enjoying your cries of dismay | |
| child | |
| skelter | |
| run if you can | |
| flee from the boogieman | |
| a cleaver | |
| and a blade | |
| he's watching | |
| in the shade | |
| when you don't watch your back | |
| he grabs you from behind | |
| one well directed hack | |
| blistering and unkind | |
| drags you to his hideout | |
| welcomes you as his guest | |
| no one will hear you shout | |
| when he grubs in your chest | |
| savage routine | |
| medical education | |
| just tell the doctor when it hurts | |
| the final stage | |
| is your annihilation | |
| he scornful grins as your blood squirts | |
| child | |
| short was your life | |
| stopped with a surgical knife |
| zuò cí : Rector Wank ... | |
| child | |
| he' s coming for you | |
| there' s nothing that you could do | |
| he lurks the night | |
| a ghoul with cruel intentions | |
| waiting for you to cross his way | |
| a predator | |
| greedy for your intestines | |
| enjoying your cries of dismay | |
| child | |
| skelter | |
| run if you can | |
| flee from the boogieman | |
| a cleaver | |
| and a blade | |
| he' s watching | |
| in the shade | |
| when you don' t watch your back | |
| he grabs you from behind | |
| one well directed hack | |
| blistering and unkind | |
| drags you to his hideout | |
| welcomes you as his guest | |
| no one will hear you shout | |
| when he grubs in your chest | |
| savage routine | |
| medical education | |
| just tell the doctor when it hurts | |
| the final stage | |
| is your annihilation | |
| he scornful grins as your blood squirts | |
| child | |
| short was your life | |
| stopped with a surgical knife |