An original song based on the Italian fable, Pinocchio.

Lyrics:
Drowned in the mouth of the shark,
Pulled by the neck to the sea, 
Forced to live the life of a slave
Forevermore
Claw of the beast rests here,
Stolen by the lame and the blind
Hung from an ancient oak
to die once more.

Flames at the feet of the scorched,
Fear of the bearded king,
Teeth of the dreaded fish will
Bury me
Cursed with the form of an ass,
Brought on the wings of a dove,
Lifted to the father's corpse
Beneath the waves.

Oh my fairy 
Can you help me?
I'm in peril
Can you save us?
I've been naughty
Cold and heartless
Learned my lesson
Please come save us.

Skin Man

A track we entered in a math music video contest. The video can be seen on Supergooch92 's youtube channel.

Lyrics: 
I like math, math is great
I love to, CALCULATE
Not acute, or obtuse
What's the hy-pot-te-nuse

Before the dawn of protractors, the ancient god Pythagorus, master of triangles, gazed into the depths of hell, and from what he saw, developed a theorem so evil no right triangle could hide its measurements

HENCE FORTH

The numbers don't add up
we can't turn back now
but we won't settle
for partial credit

A squared plus B squared
equals C squared
To find length (LENGTH)
and gain math STRENTH



The Reign of Pythagoras

The original song by "The Devil's Plaything" based on the hit video. Probly the worst most brutal "song" ever created.
Lyrics:
An announcer 
fucked up
by saying
Boom Goes the Dy-na-mite (BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE­EEEEEEEE)



Boom Goes the Dynamite

Alone on a boat in the ocean waiting to die
A glance into the red depths the blackest waves arise
buried beneath freezing waters bodies turn to stone
countless millions suffocated under the unknown leagues of the
Oceans of Blood

Death awaits all those who go before the Dark Lord's throne
Fear and fire, mutilation, brutal things unknown
in the deepest black abyss the darkest blood is black
Satan makes his home among the unholy red wreckage of the sea

Drown in the crimson devine

My blood cries out for the vengeance of my people's blood, which can only be repaid by at least twice as much blood, or maybe three times as much blood. Like if you went to Hell, and it was full of blood, and that blood was on fire. And it was raining blood. And maybe that would be enough blood... but probably not.

Praying will not save you from the terror that unfolds
buried beneath putrid, vile, desecrated souls
Many fathoms deep your search will only bring you pain
trapped within the Devil's grasp the core of his domain lies in the
Oceans of Blood.

(some lyrics owned by Blizzard, used under Fair Use)

