1. |
I Will Bury All Of You
04:42
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your god pissed a rain here
of logic and answers
a million of reasons to live
only to die
under the sheets of hell
my eyes have grown old
i will let you try
i will bury all of you
what is this madness?
i am so cold
bring in the ruins
they won’t come home
everything just fades away and die
everything just fades away and die
i will bury all of you
take this ride through the end of the night
(all of you)
amputated love
a candle burning down
death breeds more death
everyone’s an enemy
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2. |
Loathe Me
04:11
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so absurd
leviathan
birds of prey,
they’re afraid to weep
unparalleled deity,
fuzzy
vicious
vile
her trumpet hole is dirty
i’m like a hangman on trial
sing it to me
sing it to me
i’m yearning
half wasted
still wanting to come and rest in your hands again
with your sturdy eyes and their suicide slits
the nectar of your mouth
i’m like a burning dusk, It’s scared,
it’s holier than thou
i feed on you
i f f f feed on you
still wanting to come and rest in your hands again
(so won’t you)
bring it on
bring it on to me
bring it on
on to me
baby
loathe me
the bishop's still fevered and stiff and trembling
from the savage teeth of love
when I heard a soft paean rising
in a sore wretched reverence from the dismal pathway of my soul
come and rest in your hands again
the horror and beauty mirrored from
your divine misty eyes
caught in your lecherous
bottomless pit
it held my breath
never let go of it
i’m drowning
drowning in the sea of your ghost
still I’ll rest in your hands again
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3. |
Ears Inside (We Are)
03:51
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peeking from the edge of summer
laughing as the ears go dry
they're begging for her drink that had them choking
ain't saying nothing but open wide
haven't seen before
coming for some more
loathsome cycles are mine
they won't wait for a while
drenched in light
draw the line
yearning mountains as they pass
all our ears inside
we're all ears inside
all those ears that makes them holy
we're all ears that makes them die
sucking up tears of the living
black ball spinning through the sky
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4. |
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fire is eating the town
thirty
six
all
a
d r
n o
u
for you
my dear,
she drawls through this grime
hear her sigh
and scream
into fourth gear
GLORIFY!!!
your mastodons of hence coming down
grab a breast and wrench & screw solitude
in desolaaaaation we stretched out the flag of doubt
face down the mire
for you now
clenched and knocked down
all around the toooooooooooooown
‘round the town
you don’t know where you’re going
and that’s why i’m going with you
noooooooooooooow
…and all the time
all the time
aaaaaall the t i m e
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5. |
Blue Ruin
03:24
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they’ve been waiting for the sun
to shine
out of them
blue ruin
loves the sound
out…
(i’m burning)
as i resume,
the world moves
past in procession
and
all of these lies
hideaway
thrice divided
thrown and eaten
some will try
they’ve been waiting
oh waiting
i’ll have this blue ruin
thrice undone
lo, NONE is new
as i go, nowhere to
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6. |
No, Nothing
04:08
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little wild one with the darkest eyes said that
“by your own hands is the best way to go”
i conned death there waiting for the show
and as the body lies bleeding, going nowhere for sure
oooh
that’s the blood of your ghost
drink it up as they
moooooooove
to the mountainside
hanging by your memory, headless and wild
we’re waiting for nothing (no, no, no, nothing)
still looking for, looking for something (fa fa fa falling)
and that’s the way that you want it
and that’s the way that you wanted to die
you waited outside of you,
these people can’t tell why the “why?” can’t help you see that there is no truth to what you know and what you don’t
smile now baby, as the dogs eat your throat
oooh
the pigs squealed at the guests
the kids cleaned up your
messsssss
downtown suicide
hanging by your memory, headless and wild, wild, wild
a spit on the womb of her glory days
sailed through the rabble with their loathsome ways
a fine line, a fine line
scarred body, an early taste of death of yours and mine
oooh
stranger on the run
i cracked a smile with a
gunnnnn
pussies crucified
hanging by your memory, headless and wild, wild, wild
loathsome, baby
tonight
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7. |
The Misery Is Sure
04:33
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waste away my violin
caress my eyes with razor blades
disintegrate, throw them all
we ask ourselves “what we’ve become?”,
i’m home
i’m home
don’t hesitate keep it coming
don’t hesitate there is nothing there not at all
just a sham, just a swindle, a pretense, a lie
it’s a shame what we’re turning into
it’s a shame that we’re even trying
there’s no way out of here tonight
the misery is sure
crack! a panic attack
cut him some slack
a sense of desolation
abandon don’t come back
sliding back to boredom
with a better way
a better view of 'em all
sliding back to boredom
singing through the sicker
days with you
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8. |
Rough Eyes
05:32
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rough eyes discovered
tears in the sun
clinging, deceiving
much…
too soon
rough eyes discovered
long way home
wretched and breathless
dead and g o n e
last night it crawled in
looking for “nothing”
running in circles
racks up my bones
give up the ghost dear
worthless and almost clear
living in
s
i
d
e
w
a
y
s
teeth on the ground
tasteless and rotten
no one is looking
fistfights and armpits
sex in the nose
horseshits and bad taste
clever and always great
screaming in both ways
feet in your mouth
click, lick off the lift
from your cigar lips
twice the price
scrape off your eyes
black swan failing
crutch one 'round their guts
and drink some fuel again
break my spine
fist in the brine
of your mess
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9. |
Solid Darkness
05:46
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solid darkness for a misty prowess
stealing kisses from the midnight sun
tongue-tied as i slip through the moon
expose your way to you
solid darkness for a thorough view
robbing sages off their muggy eyes
free “the tYger” from your rusty cage
wipe your eyes up
of your haze
seen them all
nothing there
there’s nothing left that says “I NEED A STARE!”
nothing full
nothing safe
NOTHING!!!
solid darkness for a concrete stance
stripping prophets of their false insights
take a peek like time had gone
all crooked will become
straight
to you
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10. |
Death Dogs
02:58
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i am the beast,
the one they had for lunch
until you crawled
your way out through the air
conditioned sun.
and start it all again.
stop seeking truth in
G
O
O
D is just a lie
a spear right through your throat
to fall
a joke
a false projected love
to win a war
with a hard on while they drown
beneath their tom tom hearts
and disembodied youth
death dogs you
as i reach the sun
but they could have made you some for me
(turn it out and let it in)
the martyrs of errors seem to blow
as the gaping cunt turns to me it burns
"i know"
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