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"Unholy 3" lyrics

Rob Zombie Lyrics

"Unholy 3"

The effect is dissipating at least ten minutes faster now
Gonna need a stronger dosis, more frequently
None the less, humans are more sexual than animals, you know it
That's all you think about
Let me give you all the sex you want
Oh, please

Unholy just like you, yeah
Unholy just like me, no
Unholy just like you, yeah
Unholy three

You do not realize what we have here
In our very hands, we have the cosmic force of creation itself
In our very hands, we can re-shape life
Take it apart, put it together again, mold it like putty
What you are doing is mad
It is diabolic

Unholy just like you, yeah
Unholy just like me, no
Unholy just like you, yeah
Unholy three


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album: "The Sinister Urge" (2001)
Rob Zombie - The Sinister Urge album cover
Sinners Inc.
Demon Speeding
Dead Girl Superstar
Never Gonna Stop (The Red, Red Kroovy)
Iron Head
(Go To) California
Feel So Numb
Transylvanian Transmissions Pt. 1
Bring Her Down (To Crippletown)
Scum Of The Earth
House Of 1000 Corpses
Unholy 3
(Hidden Track)
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