Billy De Wolfe (February 18, 1907 - March 5, 1974) was an American character actor. He was active in films from the mid-1940s until his death in 1974. He was a good friend of Doris Day from the time of their meeting during the filming of Tea for Two (1950) until his death. He was never married and is thought to have been homosexual.
Born William Andrew Jones in the Wollaston neighborhood of Quincy, Massachusetts, DeWolfe was the son of a Welsh-born bookbinder who encouraged him to become a Baptist minister. Instead, "Billy" developed an interest in the theatre. He found work as an usher before becoming a dancer with the Jimmy O'Connor Band. It was at this point that he changed his last name to De Wolfe, which was the last name of the manager of the Massachusetts theatre where he worked. He went on to tour Europe with a dance team, appearing in a London revue called "Revels in Rhythm" and "danced before royalty on nine continents." At some point during World War II, he served in the United States Navy.
Locked within Luciferian stronghold
A damnation terminal
Makes this flesh the trigger
Predatory action must be taken
Under sweeping wings burnt cold
Doomed hard and forever more
Way down in the dark
Utter death has been lurking
This beast a hard drugged assassin
Bearing fangs and weapons of murder
Acid surging blood flow
Bleed by own hand, defiance ungodly
By withered tongue unspoken
Cries of thorn clad rebellion
Bury morals deep in the ground
Turn this face to stone
Leave veins all wide open
Turn as ice so cold
Leave the forest frozen
With the strength of the ages
With the might of the mountains
With the force of the storms
With the cold of the winters
Crush horizon, choke the lifeblood
Cold blackened heritage of death
The age of the forceful fist
And an evil deaths desire
Tritons son by blood
Caesar of the pale moon carrion
Blessed be the ruler
The slayer of the brazen morning
Whores flock below
Under these bonchard killing hands
Faces smeared in semen
Bodies cold lay broken
Generations burnt full of marks
The sores of the masters iron
Crawling slow like poison through veins
Dying dark, molested cursed
Through the black ash he sees clearly
Over the rolling hills of murder
The stench of Satan's minions rots the flesh
Soil diseased
Plague ridden shallow graves
Empire built on petrified bones
Dark destroyers upon charcoal thrones
Spirit Jesus torn from the soul
Subzero triumphant evil
Freezing racing demonic disorder
Obscured by his shadowland
Savage are the masters own
In the trenches of the gutterwar
Turn to death by the bloodwolf invertion
Minds forever locked into, cold fucking murder
You know you are a killer true
These drugs will never bring you peace
Enveloped by the spirits dark
You are counting your dead
And it smells like tank warfare
Slaveskin banner high
Satan artillery scorching
Native hammer crushing
Addicted to the stench of dying
To the raping of the slain
5. Saint For Raping
Rebel drug abundant
This dark old delicium
By no gods condoned
Worn out skin at daybreak
Bleed this goat
Cold with gravesoil
Rancid and torn
Sick with sulphur
Rusted scraps of Orcus
A scabbed lung prophecy
Dismal traces of sanity
Devilfangs dug in deep
Store the building twilight
Hard in skeletal marrow
This disease have eyes
Satan boils the venom black
Be this drunken dawn a bastard
Or a saint for raping
Be these dogdays a curse
This fog is an obsession
Chills a doom filled dusk
Lance this would-be silence
Ravenous deathly hunger
Kills severe dawn intrusion
Dogs' blood filth distorts
Regeneration of ill tempered war lust
Devastate Sion
Bent moon wise, ways all murderous
Crooked, black most utterly evil
Intruding dawn distortion
Once buried by morning, now cold flesh motion
Cries for Satan's choking breath
I cruse all beings
Visions of war and terminal bliss
Forever lost in dried blood vessels
Hexed be the priests, drank the poisoned well dry
Overture of rising opposition
Driven forge of afflicted tolerance
Killing god of air and water
Deconstruction true unholy
Poison trait, poisoned fist
Renegade wings of defiance
Strong conviction, blood is hostile
Non conforming demon will
Monarch cast in sulfur
Deviant of trustless cold
Shoulder the grudge of millenniums two
Be the night that ends the days
In hoc signo vinces
Satan sovereignty
War by the will of rebel minds
I will scourge as a plague
By the madman's call, by the shreds of skin
Silver moon, silver blade
I will stalk unseen, I will burn the screen
Dark blue mind, undulating, choking
Attainable strength lies in their blood
Cloak of depression, lost within
Cold is the steel, warm is the flesh
A lethal addiction
The nullness source
The numbness I hail
Bodies lie still, turning grey
The affliction eternal
This bastard cunt of goat
Hermitage of flesh in submission
Must maintain the mass of murder
Buried in filth, shocked fury in chaos
Where darkness grows, shadows weep
Mouth drooling blood, no light enters this place
Karmafrost - engineered by Satan
Hatred still going strong
Silencer of the holy
Wasteland mentality - Karmafrost
Pale death destroy me
Karmafrost sharpen thy teeth
Soul numb and angst raped
Forever nourished by evil
Shadow fevered war lust, injected for survival
Life will never wound me, ashes be my grave
Black nails torn
Voice still rotten
Spewing my lungs out
Stillborn northern fury
Relentless enslaver triumphant
A touch of Midas, the golden hammer
Cruelty by might brought oppression by force
Moonstruck pale, with the bleeding scars of Triton
Childskull totem sacrificial
Slain under this cold imperial daze
Teeth grows black with blood of angel
Praised be the sickness, praise and hail
A higher form of spiritual reign
Tyrannic, barbaric, monumental
Rigor mortis rules this flesh
Total supremacy, the cursed old sanctum
Mercury blooded master breed
Celestial titans unmerciful
Our imperial sanctum burns the land
Cold breath of war upon this seal
Within hostile fire crawls the king snake
Violent assault spearhead to crush
The soil wants blood
And fate craves death
Haubitser hellfire heretic
Scorched earth anti-christian
Serpent slithers front by front
Death lies thick, hate shall engulf
The icy determination
The rusted heavy steel
From the gutters of humanity
We're painted for war
We shall guide the seven plagues of hell
This age lies claimed for us
The deathladen destroyers
This is him in rotting skin
Mind that swallows weak and weary
Trenches reek of grim disturbance
Hard Hellfire shall kill the king
Infernal vortex retaliation
Raging blood of vengeance
Judgment strikes severe
Retribution damned reprisal
No heart so cold
No silver bullets
Feed those jaws with angels wings
Covert destruction
Hidden unholy
In raping hard distortion
The culprit carnivore
This is one that rips through the doomsmoke
Scythe of crawling jet-black lunacy
Satan Strontium 90
Crush this crumbling shell of man
Break the seal of this dog earth
Enrage the dormant monger of war
Scourge and burn, no term of grace
I survey the cursing plague wall
I wear scars of war ignition
I am he who eats the time thrall
I shall doom the gods with famine pulse
Weaving skin of wreckage and decay
Through engulfing duskfall dementia
Passed the gates and to the death
Below the earth and to the heart
Graven be the signs, wicked be the ways
Chronic soulside sickness
Flesh that's born and raised for slaughter
Dead of winter, dead of night
Cold chiseled dagger
Of necrolore a spear of might
Wounds running deeper
Cuts are of devils teeth
Master cold, lower me down
To the desolation that carries my name
To the worlds that cower beneath me
My divine perversion twisted black
The northern face of these hills
The bitter face of disgust
With murderous precision
With a demon cloak of armor
Violently territorial
This lair of damnation
In November's rusted chains
By the boiling blood of saint
Sore cold forest slavery
Under the rigors of winter
Violent shadows killed these lands
Fierce beasts of north raped this child
Charred, desolate
Burning soil, demons soar
Crushed, desolate
Torn wings, foulness in blood
Forever, desolate
Laid to waste
Inherit coldness of the soul
By rulers brought to conquer
Forcing the god hand
The dark Satan vanguard
Call this breed a murderous cancer
In the wretched realm of cruelty
Barbed wire minds in state of decay
Until tepid Christ blood stains his lips again
Draining away
The razor void infernal
Burnt to black
Heaving the earth
The goats womb of maggots
Whipped by the specter, cruel as few
Death has horns and dawning is a bleedout
By the lack of conscience
We're next to conquer
This mammoth destructor of tolerance
Pact of black coated wolverine hatred
On killing ground our deathcult stronghold
A natural born crusher of covens
This world is a gangrape
This planet a whore
This structures of man must crumble by war
This bitch is for beating
This breed is a target
Mass extinction, human race
Fuck you goddamned angels
Feral claws grow violent
Angered blood runs hard and cold
Burial brought by harsh addiction
Death on hard ground dark destructive
Dragging bones over wastelands deaddry
Turning weary, cold and dying
Alcohol will blur these eyes
Witches brew shall turn this skin
Cursing liquid forces this blood
A being cold murder struck
Filthy blood through rotted veins
Yet another grimfoul sickness
Death the sharpest blade to swallow
Life the easiest wings to burn
Triumph of the darkwood moondust craving
A sanctuary black with despair
With bonehard determination
Cruel intolerance as scorn now burns
Primeval descent into ruthless chaos
Combat spirit cold from killing
Beast nocturnal of absolute authority
Driven doom, the execution of decency
Subterranean hard defiance
The blood of Jesus piss upon us
Lucifer murder order immense
The rite of passage here is eternal
Total necrosis of the flesh
Life to fuel the fascist fires
Beast of night, burns by right
Will to disfigure, to hording of skulls
The law is violation, Satan armour retaliation
Calloused oppression, death sentenced
Of wolfen dynasty and devil wings
Their icy blade draws blood
Drains this dying vessel
Beastly curse awakened
The crack of two fold demon whips
Tears the surface of the soul
Fall into ruthless maiming disorder
Succumb to the murderous drug of war
Relentless pounding in mind so frail
Words of wisdom, poetry ablaze
The black serpents doom, lurking ever near
Satan's firstborn, the bolder race
Burns through this torrent of disgust
Unquenchable this thirst for death
Hunts as one, the minions of dark
A bolder race
Pale as the new snow
Erasing the past