Letras

Letras

Portrait of an American family

Prelude (The Family Trip)

There's no earthly way of knowing

Which direction we are going

There's no knowing where we're going

Or which way the wind is blowing

Is it raining? Is it snowing

Is a hurricane a-blowing

Not a speck of light is showing

So the danger must be growing

Oh, the fires of hell are glowing

Is the grisly reaper mowing

Yes! The danger must be growing

For the rowers keep on rowing

And they're certainly not showing

Any signs that they are slowing!

Stop the boat!

Cake and Sodomy

I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck

Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity

Red neck burn out mid west mind,

who said date rape isn't kind?

Porno nation, evaluation what's this time for segregation

Libido, libido fascination, too much oral defecation

White trash get down on your knees,

time for cake and sodomy

Time for cake and sodomy

(I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck)

VCR's and vaseline, tv-fucked by plastic queens

Cash in hand and dick on screen,

who said god was ever clean?

Bible-belt round anglio-waste,

putting sinners in their place

Yeah, right, great if you're so good explain the shit stains on your

face

White trash get down on your knees,

time for cake and sodomy

Time for cake and sodomy

Lunchbox

On we plow

The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest

Try to tell me, tell me he's the best

But I don't really give a good goddamn cause

I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well

I wanna grow up

I wanna be a big rock and roll star

I wanna grow up I wanna be

So no one fucks with me

I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down

Wanna go out, gotta get out

To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground

I wanna go out

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal

Pow pow pow,

pow pow pow,

pow pow pow

I wanna grow up I wanna be a big rock and roll star I wanna grow up I

wanna be

So no one fucks with me

Organ Grinder

I am the face of piss and shit and sugar

I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey

What I want, what I want is just your children

I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being

Caliopenis envy from your daddy

You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear

What I say disgusts him

He wants to be me and that scares him

Lets do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey

The black keys

Here is my real head, here is my real head

I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me

Here is my real head

They try to blink me not to think me

Don't want to bring me out I am the rotten teeth,

my fists are lined with suckers

My prison skin's an eyesore mirror sketch pad

I am your son

Your dad

Your fag

Your fad

Here is my real head, here is my real head

I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me

Here is my real head

Cyclops

Cyclops woman got one eye in her head

Mascera-clotted vision she is fed

Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all

She got a pin prick spiral hole

She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Cyclops woman dying in her shell

Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well

Cyclops woman is the eye of the world

Who's reflection's in the retina?

he can't see nothing, nothing at all

She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Dialate, dialate

Dope Hat

I peek into the hole, I struggle for control

The children love the show,

but they fail to see the anguish in my eyes

Fail to see the anguish in my eyes

I scratch around the brim, I let my mind give in

The crowd begins to grin,

but they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes

Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise

Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic

My big top tricks will always make you happy,

but we all know the hat is wearing me

My bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that

My vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise

Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes

They will bite the hand if it is slower than

the quickness of their scrutinizing eyes

Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic

My big top tricks will always make you happy,

but we all know the hat is wearing me

Chicanery will always make you happy,

but we all know the hat is wearing me

Get Your Gunn

Goddamn your righteous hand

I eat innocent meat

The housewife I will beat

The prolife I will kill

What you don't do I will

I bash myself to sleep

What you sow I will reap

I scar myself you see

I wish I wasn't me

I am the little stick

You stir me into shit

I hate therefore I am

Goddamn your rightous hand

Goddamn, goddamn Goddamn, goddamn

Pseudo-morals work real well

On the talk shows for the weak

But your selective judgements

And goodguy badges

Don't mean a fuck to me

I throw a little fit I slit my teenage wrist

The most that I can learn

Is in records that you burn

Get your gunn, get your gunn get your gunn, get your gunn

Pseudo-morals work real well

On the talk shows for the weak

But your selective judgements

And goodguy badges

Don't mean a fuck to me

I am the VHS

Record me with your fist

You want me to save the world I'm just a little girl

Pseudo-morals work real well

On the talk shows for the weak

But your selective judgements

And goodguy badges

Don't mean a fuck to me

Get your gunn, get your gunn Get your gunn, get your gunn...

get

Wrapped in Plastic

Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake

To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake

Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies

Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly

Stay, don't want to go now

Drove the children from their chores

Handcrafted housewives into whores

Fear of the beast is calling it near

Creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here

Stay, don't want to go now

Come into our home, won't you stay?

I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic

Come into our home, won't you stay?

I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic

I'm only as deep as the self that I dig

I'm only as sick as the stick in the pig

Thin and so white, thin and so white

Daddy tells the daughter

While mommy's sleeping at night

To wash away sin you must take off your skin

The righteous father wears the yellowest grin

Don't wanna go now

Stay, don't wanna go now, stay, don't wanna go now

Come into our home, won't you stay?

I know the steak is cold but it's wrapped in plastic

Dogma

Burn the witches, burn the witches,

don't take time to sew your stiches

Burn the witches, burn the witches

Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor

You cannot sedate all the things you hate

Burn your bridges, burn your bridges,

don't take time to sew your stiches

Burn your bridges, burn your bridges

Good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor

I don't need your hate, I decide my fate

You cannot sedate all the things you rape

Sweet Tooth

Her heart shivers in my hand

She's melting on me like cotton candy

I make the faces that make you cry

I want you more when you're afraid of

My disease, disease is draining me

Anymore you're not so 'pretty please'

Disease, disease is draining me

I want you more when you're afraid of me

I will break you inside out

You are mine, you are mine

I will break you inside out

You are mine, you are mine

Her hair hangs in swollen strings

I'm choking on her, it feels so sickening

I make the faces that make you cry

I want you more when you're afraid of

My disease, disease is draining me

Anymore you're not so pretty, please

Disease, disease is draining me

I want you more when you're afraid of me

I will break you inside out

You are mine, you are mine

Snake Eyes and Sissies

Wrench is just a household God

but I carry mine with pride

I don't work but I can work with it to split your smile

Run you down without a twitch,

your car's just not as big as mine

Tear the son out of your bitch and

sprinkle your remains with lime

I ain't no workin' man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil's hand

Rollin' sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand

My afternoon's remote control

Daydream milk and genocide

Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies

Butter knife in your side

What I got I got for free, middle finger technology

What's yours is mine, yours is mine,

told you fucker, yours is mine

Snake eyes for sissies

I ain't no workin' man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil's hand

Rollin' sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand

I am the pedophlle's dream

A messianic Peter Pan

Just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy,

I can never be a man

I ain't no workin' man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil's hand

Rollin' sixes

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand

I ain't no workin' man,

I do the best I can,

I got the devil's hand

I am the habit man,

I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand

(Oh no, Oh no)

My Monkey

I had a little monkey

I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread

Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo

And now my monkey's dead

At least he looks that way, but then again don't we all

(what I make is what I am, I can't be forever)

I had a little a monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on

gingerbread

Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo

And now my monkey's dead

Poor little monkey

'Make you...break you...make you...break you...lookout'

(what I make is what I am, I can't live forever)

We are our own wicked gods

With little g's and big dicks

Sadistic and constantly inflicting a slow demise

I had a little a monkey I sent him to the country and I fed him on

gingerbread

Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo

And now my monkey's dead

The primate's scream of consonance is a reflection

Of his own mind's dissonance

Misery Machine

Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666

We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles grow

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement

We're gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema

Blood is pavement

The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me

sick sick sick

The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement

We're gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema

Blood is pavement

When you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're ridden

I am fueled by filth and fury

Do what I will, I will hurry there, there

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement

Blood is pavement

Smells like Children

Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams are made of this.

Who am I to disagree?

Travel the world and the seven seas.

Everybody's looking for something.

(Chorus: Some of them want to use you.

Some of them want to get used by you.

Some of them want to abuse you.

Some of them want to be abused.)

(Repeat First Verse)

(Chorus)

I wanna use you and abuse you.

I wanna know what's inside you.

(Whispering and Moaning: Hold your head up, movin' on.

Keep your head up, movin' on.)

(Repeat Three Times)

Movin' on!

(Repeat First Verse)

(Chorus)

I'm gonna use you and abuse you.

I'm gonna know what's inside.

Gonna use you and abuse you.

I'm gonna know what's inside you.

I Put a Spell on You

I put a spell on you

Because you're mine.

I can't stand the things that you do.

No, no, no, I ain't lyin'.

No.

I don't care if you don't want me

'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.

Yeah, I'm yours, yours, yours.

I love you. I love you. (Repeat Three Times)

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah....

I put a spell on you.

Lord! Lord! Lord! ...

.'Cause you're mine, yeah.

I can't stand the things that you do

When you're foolin' around.

I don't care if you don't want me.

'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.

Yeah, yours, yours, yours!

I can't stand your foolin' around.

If I can't have you,

No one will!

I love you, you, you! I love you. I love you. I love you!

I love you, you, you!

I don't care if you don't want me.

'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.

White Trash (Remixed by Tony F. Wiggins)

Virgins sold in quantity,

African-American heredity.

I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine.

Why are all the niggers in the unemployment line?

(Chorus: White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.

White Trash get down on your knees;

Time for cake and sodomy.)

Teenage girl, a teenage queen;

'Til she's on video -- A PORNO queen!

She likes to give head.

She likes it mean.

That's why she's my little queen.

(Chorus)

Yeah....

White boy tryin' to get some behind:

"Who says date rape isn't kind?"

Who's he gonna goad?

Who's he gonna please?

It don't matter,

As long as she's on her knees.

(Chorus)

Rock 'n' Roll Nigger

And the world spreads its legs....

And the world spreads its legs

For another fuckin' star!

'Cause I AM the all-american Antichrist.

I was made in america,

And america hates ME for what I am.

I am YOUR shit.

You should be ashamed of what you have eaten.

I'm a rock & roll nigger!

Baby was a black sheep.

Baby was a whore.

Baby's gotten big,

And baby's getting bigger.

Baby got somethin'.

Baby want more.

Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.

How do you like the world around you?

Do you like what you see?

How do you like the world around you?

Ready to be....

(Chorus: Outside of society,

Waiting for me.

Outside of society

Is where I wanna be.)

Baby was a black sheep.

Baby was a whore.

Baby got big,

And baby's getting bigger.

Baby got a gun,

Got her finger on the trigger.

Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.

(Chorus) Nigger. Rock & roll nigger.

I'm a rock & roll nigger.

This is your world in which we grow,

And we will grow to hate you.

We will grow to hate you.

We will grow.

We will grow to hate you.

We will grow.

We will grow to hate you.

1-2-3-4!

I was lost in the valley of pleasure.

I was lost in the infinite sea.

I was lost and begging for pleasure.

And this world is waiting for me.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.

Jesus Christ and grandma, too.

Brian Warner (what a nigger!)

Nigger, nigger, nigger nigger nigger!

(Chorus Twice)

Yeah! Yeah! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

FUCK YOU!

Antichrist Superstar

Irresponsible Hate Anthem

I am so all-american, I'd sell you suicide

I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes

I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper

I am the animal who will not be himself

fuck it

Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?

Hey victim,

you were the one who put the stick in my hand

I am the ism, my hate's a prism

let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out

fuck it

Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/

I don't need to choose a side

I better, better, better, better not say this

better, better, better, better not tell

I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper

I am the idiot who will not be himself

fuck it

(chorus)

The Beautiful People

I don't want you and I don't need you

don't bother to resist, I'll beat you

It's not your fault that you're always wrong

the weak ones are there to justify the strong

the beautiful people, the beautiful people

it's all relative to the size of your steeple

you can't see the forest for the trees

you can't smell

your own shit on your knees

Hey you, what do you see?

something beautiful, something free?

hey you, are you trying to be mean?

if you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean

there's no time to discriminate,

hate every motherfucker

that's in your way

the worms will live in every host

it's hard to pick which one they eat most

the horrible people, the horrible people

it's as anatomic as the size of your steeple

capitalism has made it this way,

old-fashioned fascism

will take it away

(chorus)

Dried Up, Tied and Dead to the World

you cut off all of your fingers

trade them in for dollar bills

cake on some more make-up to

cover up all those lines

wake up and stop shaking

don't you want some of this?

don't you need some of this?

you take but cannot be given

you ride but cannot be ridden

pinch this tiny heart of mine

wrap it up in soiled twine

you never read what you've written

I'll be your lover, i'll be forever

i'll be tomorrow, i am anything when i'm high

don't you want some of this?

don't you need some of this?

you shove your hair down my throat

i feel your fingers in me

tear this bitter fruit to mess

and wrap it in your soiled dress

now you must spit out the seeds

(chorus)

all dried up and tied up forever

all fucked up and dead to the world...

Tourniquet

she's made of hair and bone and little teeth

and things I cannot speak

she comes on like a crippled plaything

spine is just a string

I wrapped our love in all this foil

silver-tight like spider legs

I never wanted it to ever spoil

but flies will always lay their eggs

Take your hatred out on me

make your victim my head

you never ever believed in me

I am your tourniquet

prosthetic synthesis with butterfly

sealed up with virgin stitch

if it hurts, just tell me

preserve the innocence

I never wanted it to end this way

but flies will lay their eggs

Little Horn

there's an apple in the pussy mouth

now I am the dinner whore

there's a tumor in the t.v. mouth

burn it out before it grows

someone better get the dog to kick,

jaws wired shut to save the dick

out of the bottomless pit comes the little horn

"little horn is born"

the world spreads its legs for another star

world shows its face for another scar

dead will dance for what is left

the worms will wait with baited breath

"your blind have now become my deaf"

so says this little horn

"save yourself from this..."

(chorus)

Cryptorchid

Each time i make my mother cry an

angel dies and falls from heaven

when the boy is still a worm it's hard to

learn the number seven

but when they get to you

it's the first thing that they do

each time I look outside

my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape

when the worm consumes the boy it's never

considered rape

when they get to you

prick your finger it is done...

the moon has now eclipsed the sun...

the angel has spread its wings...

the time has come for bitter things...

Deformography

when you wish upon a star

don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard

I fell into you and I'm on my back

an insect decaying in your little trap

I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut

I fell into you, now I'm in a rut

"i lift you up like the sweetest angel,

i'll tear you down like a whore.

i will bury your god in my warm spit,

you'll be deformed in your porn"

rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)

rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)

you eat up my heart and all the little parts

your star is so sharp

it leaves me jagged holes

I make myself sick just to poison you

if I can't have you then no one will

(chorus)

you are the one i want and what i want is so unreal

i'm such a dirty Rock star yeah...

(i am the one you want and the one you want is so unreal)

Wormboy

when will realize you're already there?

so watered down-your feelings have turned to mud.

"love everybody" is destroying the value of

all hate has got me nowhere

I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping away

oh no, it is everything they said it was

oh no, I am everything they said I was

when you you get to heaven you will wish you you're in hell

when will you realize, you're already here

you'll think us now that you have crossed over

don't pick the scabs or you will never heal

the world shudders as the worm gets its wings

(chorus)

then i got my wings and i never even knew it

when i was a worm, thought i wouldn't get through it...

Mister Superstar

Hey. Mr. Superstar:

"I'll do anyhting for you"

"I'm your number one fan"

hey mr. porno star, I, I, I, I want you

hey mr. sickly star,

I want to get sick from you

hey mr. fallen star,

don't you know I worship you?

hey mr. big rock star,

"I wanna grow up just like you"

I know that I can turn you on

I wish I could just turn you off

I never wanted this

hey mr. superhate,

I just want to love you

hey, hey, hey mr. superfuck,

I wanna go down on you

hey mr. supergod,

will you answer my prayers?

hey, hey, hey mr. superman,

I want to be your little girl

(chorus)

hey mr. superstar,

I'll kill myself for you

hey mr. superstar,

I'll kill you if I can't have you

superstar, superfuck baby...

Angel With the Scabbed Wings

he is the angel with the scabbed wings

hard-drug face, want to powder his nose

he will deflower the freshest crop

dry up all the wombswith his rock and roll sores

dead

is what he is, he does what he please

the things that he has you'll never want to see

what you're never gonna be now

sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people

you don't want to be him

you only want to see him

mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow

man can't always reap what he sow

"he is the maker"

(he is the taker)

"he is the saviour"

(he is the raper)

(verse 2)

(chorus)

get back you're never gonna leave him

get back you're always gonna please him

Kinderfeld

he lives inside my mouth

and tells me what to say

when he turns the trains

on he makes it go away

the hands are cracked and dirty and

the nails are beetle wings

when he turns the trains on he

unties all of the strings

The worm: "tell me something beautiful,

tell me something free,

tell me something beautiful

and i wish that i could be."

(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,

when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through )

Jack: (not spoken) come, come

the toys all smell like children

and scab-knees will obey

i'll just have to kneel on broomsticks

just to make it go away

[the inauguration of the worm]

(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,

when i was a worm, thought i couldn't get through it)

voice we have not yet heard: "because today

is black/because there is no turning back.

because your lies have watered me/

i have become the strongest weed" weed...

through jack's eyes:

the taste of metal

disintegrator

three holes upon the leather belt

it's cut and swollen

and the age is swollen

boy: " there's no one here to save ourself."

the disintegrator: (to himself)

this is what you should fear

you are what you should fear

Antichrist Superstar

you built me up with your wishing hell

I didn't have to sell you

you threw your money in the pissing well

you do just what they tell you

REPENT, that's what I'm talking about

i shed the skin to feed the fake

REPENT, that's what I'm talking about

whose mistake am i anyway?

Cut the head off

Grows back hard

I am the hydra

now you'll see your star

prick your finger it is done

the moon has now eclipsed the sun

the angel has spread its wings

the time has come for bitter things (chorus)

the time has come it is quite clear

our antichrist

is almost here...

it is done

1996

anti choice

anti girl

I am the anti-flag unfurled

anti white and anti law

I got the anti-future plan

anti fascist

anti mod

I am the anti-music god

anti sober

anti whore

there will never be enough of anti more

I can't believe in the things

that don't believe in me

now it's your turn to see misanthropy

anti people now you've gone too far

here's your antichrist superstar

anti money

anti hate

anti things I fucked and ate

anti cop

anti fun

here is my anti-president gun

anti Satan

anti black

anti world is on my back

anti gay and anti dope

I am the faggot anti-pope

(bridge)

(chorus)

anti peace

anti life

anti husband, anti wife

anti song and anti me

I don't deserve a chance to be

(chorus)

The Minute of Decay

there's not much left to love

tootired today to hate

I feel the empty

I feel the minute of decay

I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me I'm on my way down

I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me

I'm on my way down

the minute that it's born

it begins to die

I'd love to just give in,

I'd love to live this lie

I've been to black and back

I've whited out my name

a lack of pain, a lack of hope,

a lack of anything to say

there is no cure for what is killing me

I'm on my way down

I've looked ahead and saw a

world that's dead

I guess that I am too

(chorus)

I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me...

The Reflecting God

your world is an ashtray

we burn and coil like cigarettes

the more you cry your ashes turn to mud

it's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's

feeling cheated

you've only spent a second of your life

my world is unaffected, there is an exit here

I say it is and then it's true,

there is a dream inside a dream,

I'm wide awake the more I sleep

you'll understand when I'm dead

I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me

saw heaven and hell were lies

when I'm god everybody dies

scar/can you feel my power?

shoot here and the world gets smaller

scar/scar/can you feel my power?

one shot and the world gets smaller

let's jump upon the sharp swords

and cut away our smiles

without the threat of death

there's no reason to live at all

my world is unaffected, there is an exit here

I say it is and then it's true,

there is a dream inside a dream,

I'm wide awake the more I sleep

you'll understand when I'm dead

(bridge)

(chorus)

"each thing i show you is a piece of my death"

shoot shoot shoot motherfucker

no salvation, no forgiveness

"this is beyond your experience"

forgiveness...

Man That You Fear

the ants are in the sugar

the muscles atrophied

we're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.

spread me open,

sticking to my pointy ribs

are all your infants in abortion cribs

I was born into this

everything turns to shit

the boy that you loved is the man that you fear

pray until your number,

asleep from all your pain,

your apple has been rotting

tomorrow's turned up dead

i have it all and i have no choice but to

i'll make everyone pay and you will see

you can kill yourself now

because you're dead

in my mind

the boy that you loved is the monster you fear

peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,

you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars

pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear

pray your life was just a dream

the cut that never heals

pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream

(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)

pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed

someone had to go this far

I was born into this

everything turns to shit

the boy that you loved is the man that you fear

peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,

you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars

pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear

pray your life was just a dream

the cut that never heals

pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream

the world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream

there's no one left for you

Track 99

Go ahead (somethingerother) and date a dead messiah

We can dig another grave.

This is your calling

If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do

Something has grown out of my chest.

I have seen it.

It is hard and cold.

It has been dormant for many years.

We are trying to save you, I have come to save you

This is what you deserve,

this is what we deserve

This is something we have brought upon ourselves.

We are not a victim, you are not a victim

we are not a victim, you are not a victim

God will grovel before me

God will crawl at my feet.

And the time is this

And the time is...

When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you...

The Long Hard Roud Out Of Hell

Long Hard Road Out Of Hell

I want to fly into your sun

Need faith to make me numb

Live like a teenage christ

Im a saint, got a date with suicide

Oh Mary, Mary

To be this young is oh so scary

Mary, Mary

To be this young im oh so scared

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

Spin my way out of hell, theres nothing left this soul to sell

Live fast and die you too

How many times to do this for you?

Mary, Mary

To be this young im oh so scared

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

Long hard road, out of hell

I wanna live, I wanna love

But its a long hard road, out of hell

Sell my soul for anything, anything but you

Apple Of Sodom

I found the center of fruit is late,

It is the center of truth today,

Cut the apple in two,

Oh, I pray it isn't true,

I found the center of fruit is late,

Is the center of truth today,

I cut the apple in two,

Oh, I pray it isn't true,

I've got something you can never eat,

I drained my heart and burn my soul,

I trained the core to stop my growth,

I pray to die in space,

to cover me in snow,

cover me in snow,

I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,

cover me in snow,

I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,

Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)

1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,

1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,

1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,

1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,

I've got something you can never eat,

I've got something you can never eat, [repeat till fade]

Down In The Park

Down in the park

Where the machmen meet the machines

And play `kill-by-numbers'

Down in the park with a friend called `five'

I was in a car crash

Or was it the war

But I've never been quite the same

Little white lies like "I was there"

Come to "zom-zom's" a place to eat

Like it was built in one day

You can watch the humans

Trying to run

Oh look there's a rape machine

I'd go outside if he'd look the other way

You wouldn't believe

The things they do

(CHORUS)

"We are not lovers

We are not romantics

We are here to serve you"

A different face but the words never change

Down in the park

Where the chant is "death, death"

Until the sun cries morning

Down in the park with friends of mine

The Suck For Your Solution

Your mouth is like a suicide

Talkin like you never died

Automatic charisma

For your chemical mind

I'll suffer for you

You're kissing me like benzocaine with your sleeping pill eyes

Melting me down and suck suck sucking my brain

I'm gonna hate you tomorrow

Because you make me hate you today

I'm gonna hate you tomorrow

Because you make me hate you today

I can be the one that you believe in

I can be the liar in your bed

I'll be the suck for your solution

Tell me that your sex isn't dead

Dead

Your sex is dead

I've suffered for you

I've suffered for you since the day I was made

I've suffered for you

I've suffered for you since the day I was made

I am the center of your hate

I'm gonna be you tomorrow

Because you make me hate you today

I can be the one that you believe in

I can be the liar in your bed

I'll be the suck for your solution

Tell me that your sex isn't dead

Dead

your sex is dead

All so tired

Desexed and jaded

Hopeless and souless and bored of the thrill

We make our death/sex/symbol

When we can't fuck then we kill

Dead

I've suffered for you

I've suffered for you since the day I was made

I've suffered for you

I've suffered for you since the day I was made

(chorus)

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