A: In the
Shadow
01. GodEatGod
02. The
Love Song
03. The
Fight Song
04. Disposable
Teens
D: The Androgyne
05. Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)
06. "President
Dead"
07. In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death
08. Cruci-Fiction In Space
09. A
Place In The Dirt
A: Of Red Earth
10. The
Nobodies
11. The
Death Song
12. Lamb
Of God
13. Born Again
14. Burning
Flag
M: The Fallen
15. Coma Black
a) Eden Eye
b) The Apple Of Discord
16. Valentine's
Day
17. The
Fall Of Adam
18. King
Kill 33
19. Count To Six And Die (The Vacuum Of Infinite
Space Encompassing)
Dear God do you
want to tear knuckles down and hold your self?
Dear God can you climb off that tree in to the shape of a
"T"
Dear God the paper says you were the king in the black limousine
Dear Jon and all the kings men can't put your head together again
Before the
Bullets
Before the Flies
Before Authorities
Take out my Eyes
The only smiling
are your dolls that I made
But you are plastic so are your Brains
Dear god your
sky's as blue as a gun-shot wound
Dear god if you were alive you know we'd kill you
Before the
Bullets
Before the Flies
Before Authorities
Take out my Eyes
The only smiling
are your dolls that I made
But you are plastic so are your Brains
I'm pretty sure that those are it.
I got a crush on a pretty
pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
I got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And Government?
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And Government?
Fuck yeah
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
Gunna be a star some day
Momma tells us to look away
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
An imitation christ I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And Government?
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
Nothing suffocates you
more than the pattern of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxegen mask you make your children breathe
in to survive
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
And so then we were bad
We'll scar your minds
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
Never grow up to be a big rock star
Celebrated victim of your fame
Just cut our wrists like GQ pawns(?)
And say that death was on sale today
And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
And so then we were bad
We'll scar your minds
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of millions is just a statistic
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight
And I'm a black rainbow.
And I'm an ape of God.
I got a face that's made for violence upon it.
I'm a teen distortion,
Survived abortion.
A rebel from the waist down.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I want to thank you mom.
I want to thank you dad.
For bringing this fucking world to a bitter end.
I never really hated what you got,
But the god of the people I hated.
You say you wanted evolution?
The ape was a great big hit.
You say you want a revolution man,
and I say that you're full of shit.
We're disposable teens, we're disposable teens,
we're disposable teens, we're disposable.
We're disposable teens, we're disposable teens,
we're disposable teens, we're disposable.
You say you wanted evolution?
The ape was a great big hit.
You say you want a revolution man,
and I say that you're full of shit.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
The more that you fear us, the bigger we get.
The more that you fear us, the bigger we get.
And don't be surprised, don't be surprised
If we discover it.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You say you wanted evolution?
The ape was a great big hit.
You say you want a revolution man,
and I say that you're full of shit.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You say you wanted evolution?
The ape was a great big hit.
You say you want a revolution man,
and I say that you're full of shit.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We're disposable teens, we're disposable teens,
we're disposable teens, we're disposable.
We're disposable teens, we're disposable teens,
we're disposable teens, we're disposable.
Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)
Am I'm sorry the sky went black
Put your knives in baby's backs
Am I sorry you killed the Kenneydys
And Huxley too
But I sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat
And your apple sticking into my throat
Sorry you son just smiles rusty nails
And your cruci-fiction commercials failed
But I'm just a pitiful, anonymous
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing this song
Am I sorry to just be alive
Put my face in the bee hive
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald
pinks and cocaine too
Sorry I never check the bag in my head for a bomb
And my halo was a needle hole
Sorry I saw a priest being beaten
And I made a wish
But I'm just a pitiful, anonymous
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing this song
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing this song
We all just sing this song
We all just sing this song
Valley of death, we are free
Your fathers your prison you see
Valley of death, we are free
Your fathers your prison you see
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
We all just sing this song
You're just a copy of an imitation
You're just a copy of an imitation
The president is dead, let us pray
"President Dead"
This is for the people that want you
This is for the people that want you
This is for the people that want you
Get high on violence, baby
President dead is clueless
And he's, caught in a head-lock police state
God and scalding stained glass
Incubated and jet set
the bitter thinkers buy their tickets
God like a piggy in a fair
And we don't want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
This is for the people that want you
This is for the people that want you
This is for the people that want you
Get high on violence, baby
Give the pills down to but we
All could be modern in the
Winter of our discontent
Get high on violence, baby
Every night we are nailed into place and
Every night we just can't seem to
Ever remember the reason why
Get high on violence, baby
And we don't want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
Get high on violence, baby
And we don't want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
And we don't want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
And we don't want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me
We burn ourselves to hell
As fast as it can be
And I wish that I
Could be the king
Then I'd know that I am not alone
Maggots put on shirts
We sell each other shit
Sometimes I feel so worthless
Sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
Then I'd know that I am not alone
Death is policeman
Death is a priest
Death is a stereo
Death is T.V.
Death is the tarot
Death is an angel and
Death is God, killing yourself
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She's the burning string
I'm just the ashes
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only Son
This is your creation
The Adam of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a baptist
We'd drink wine from his head
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
I am a revolution
Pull my knuckles down, if I could
I am a revelation
And I'm nailed to the holy wood
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
because things we did.yesterday
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
Crucify us in our space
In our space
In our space
In our space
In our space
In our space
In our space
In our space
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
We are damned, we are
dead
All God's children to be sent
To a perfect place, in the sun
In the dirt
There's a windshild in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scared
Could you stop the meat from thinking
Before I swallow all of it
Could you please
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me a dying god
Angel's needles poke through my eyes
Looked through the ugly light the world in
We were no longer bright
We were no longer blind
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me a dying god
No one holds the ugly head
The mirror you hold is at the bed
It casts a shadow over perfect death
In the sun in the depth
The Nobodies
Today I'm dirty
I want to to be pretty
Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt
Today I'm dirty
I want to to be pretty
Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be dirty
I know now that I'm forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be dirty
I know now that I'm forever dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
Some children died the other day
We feed machines and then we pray
Look up and down mortified
You should have seen the ratings that day
Some children died the other day
We feed machines and then we pray
Look up and down mortified
You should have seen the ratings that day
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We're dead, we know just who we are
Were on a bullet and were
headed straight into God
Even he lacks an ending too
We take a pill, get face, buy our ticket
And we hope that heaven is true
I saw cop feed a priest on the T.V.
And I know they killed our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
Cause we got no future
And we wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We sing the death song kids
We light a candle on a earth we made into hell
And we pretend that were in heaven
Each time we do we get the blind man's ticket
And we know that nothing is true
I saw a priest kill a cop on the T.V.
And I know they're our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
Cause we got no future
And we wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We sing the death song kids
We sing the death song kids
We sing the death song kids
We sing the death song kids
We write our prayers on a little bomb
Kiss it on the face and send it to God
We sing the death song kids
Cause we got no future
And we wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
because we´ve got no future
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
because we´ve got no future
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
We wanna be just like you
The death song kids
The lamb of god
There was christ in the metal shell
There was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you God
Until jack becomes sainted
If you die when there's no one watching
And your ratings drop and your forgotten
If they kill you on the T.V.
You're a model in the Lamb of God
Nothing's gunna change
Nothing's gunna change the world
There was Lennon in the happy gun
There were ruds on the pavement
We were looking for the Lamb of God
We were looking for our David
If you die when there's no one watching
And your ratings drop and your forgotten
Did they kill you on the T.V.
You're a model in the Lamb of God
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change the world
It took three days for them to die
The born again to buy the serial rights
Lamb of God have mercy on us
Lamb of God won´t you grant us
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change
Nothing's gunna change the world
Nothing's gunna change the world
If you die when there's no one watching
And your ratings drop and your forgotten
If they kill you on the T.V.
You're a model in the Lamb of God
Nothing's gunna change the world
Born Again
Do you don't ya want this to be your song
It doesn't take a rebel to sing along
The son is weak in his pretty pretty frame
I'm your monkey with a misspelled name
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I'll be born again
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
Do you don't ya want to take this hit
Does it make you feel like a part of it
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I'll be born again
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
The valley of the dolls
Is the valley of the dead
The valley of the dolls
Is the valley of the dead
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
I'm someone else, I'm someone new
I'm someone stupid, just like you
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I'll be born again
I'll be born again
I'll be born again
I'll be born again
They wanna sell it, buy
it up, dumb it down
Good God is hard to find
But you're the flag that wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I belong, for the first time
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Point a gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
The right wing is left and the left one is gray
It's safe for the kids but nothing is safe
But you're rated G rating election day
Got a A-B-C and a F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we're waiting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Point a gun at me
And hope it will go away
If God was alive
He would hate you anyway
We are all just stars and we're wasting
We are all just scared and we're hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Stars on your burning flag
Coma Black
a) Eden Eye
b) The Apple of Discord
My mouth was a crib
And it was growing lies
Didn't know what love was on that day
Her hearts a tiny blood clot
I picked at it, it never heals, it never goes away
Burn all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
Burn all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
I would've told her then
She was the only thing
That I could love, in this dying world
But the simple word, of love itself
Already died and went away
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
Burn all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
Burn all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I killed myself to make everybody pay
Our house of bloodstains we make
We didn't handle with care
It's broken and bleeding
And we could never repair
Our house of bloodstains we make
We didn't handle with care
It's broken and bleeding
And we could never repair
And we can never repair
Valentine's Day
She was the cover of teen
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Althought holy wood was sad
They'd remembered that this is Valentines day
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
She didn't know that it was dead inside
Even though it was alive
Some of us are really born to die
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
The Fall of Adam
And Abraham Lincoln town cars, arrive to dispose of our king and
queen
and they orchestrated dramatic new scenes, for celebritarian
needs
One one would ends something else begins
Not without a scream
Just a whisper, because we just, started over again
King Kill 33º
Is this what you wanted?
This is what you get
You turned our lives into this shit
You never accepted or treated me fair
Blame me for what I believe
and wear.
You fucked yourselves and you
You never gave me a chance to be me
Give me a fucking chance to be me
I have to show you........
....taken control
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
King kill 33
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
King kill 33
This is what you deserve
King kill 33
King kill 33
King kill 33
Count to Six and Die (the Vacum of
Infinite Space Encompassing)
She's got here eyes open wide
She's got the dotten spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
Lips of a scared little girl
I got a angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry
Shes got christing prescripters
And death has crawled in her ear
I Kill the faith of the music with songs that
She shouldn't hear
And it spins around
One two three
And the we all lay down
Four five six
Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts
And it turns around
One two three
And we all lay down
Four five six
Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts
*Lyrics from Holy Wood songs unreleased*
Blue bird
Mommy dear, tell me
please, is the world really round?
Tell me, where is the bluebird of happiness found?
Tell me, why is the sky up above so blue?
When you were a child, did your mommy tell you?
Machine of hate
Our hate is your love
We kill the precious dove
We are the machines
You will get on your knees
Take away all this hate someone please
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