1. |
Into Black
03:41
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Taken away
lost again for another day
Standing in the dark
waiting for my life to spark
It comes into me
Hell rises up in agony
I don't want to go back
Into the black
I'm going back
into black
My reign is gone
no more obsessions
Violence takes me over
drives around like a chauffeur
I'm a violence don't you see
Everything makes me fucking angry
Now I'm back
in the black
I'm going back
into black
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2. |
Gee
02:29
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Plant me in the ground
I'm lost and I'm found
I'll rise up from the dirt once again
My arms strengthen up
and hold up my leaves
I taste the air
and start to breathe
So let me grow up
big and tall
My flowers will bloom
in the middle of fall
The moisture in the air
strengthens my hair
So let me grow up
and take me all
Ripped from the grown
and the roots that I grew from
Because I'm ripe
and ready to be picked
My season is done
I've used all my time
I'm hung upside down
and left to dry
So let me grow up
big and tall
My flowers will bloom
in the middle of fall
The moisture in the air
strengthens my hair
So let me grow up
and take me all
So let me grow up
big and tall
My flowers will bloom
in the middle of fall
The moisture in the air
strengthens my hair
So let me grow up
and take me all
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3. |
Shangri La
03:06
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The sun is always shining here in Shangri La
It's a paradise with waterfalls and trees
One day a boy pulled out a gun and said
"Old Man get on your knees"
I looked at the boy in the eyes
stared deep into his soul and said
"As you wish. That gun aint no toy,
now what do you want you son of a bitch?"
He said I want to know your name
I said my name is Life what is yours
He said my name is man
and I've come to knock down your doors
I said you can't come here and destroy everything you see
built cities, governments and democracy
If everybody wants what they want nothing will get done
that day in Shangri La and down went the sun
I looked at that poor old bastard that day
and said put those guns back on that shelf
Guns will kill people don't you know
but I digress, man was destined to destroy himself
He said I want to know your name
I said my name is Life what is yours
He said my name is man
and I've come to knock down your doors
I don't care what I have to do
I jsut want to live at the
I said man was an evil race
and all this killing has to stop
He look at me and laughed
as he put his gun up to my head
He shot my in the face but I wasn't dead
I said you can't kill me you can only change what I do
but since I'm always changing I wonder if you can too
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4. |
Chunks of Murder
06:02
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She looks delighting
A body filled with vivid refinement
A rose blossom of blood discrete
I'm going to take her home
I sit her down in my room
where I prepare the penetration
Disturbing sacrifice shall occur
for she is my meal tonight
Chunk of murder left on my plate
her peeling skin exfoliates
Sacrifice her corpse to the dark lord
Throw her blood soaked dress to my horde
Filthy fucking whore deserves this shit
Throw her body in my death pit
I'll cut her head and keep it as a trophy
This fucking bitch doesn't even know me
You can't take me alive
You will not survive
Hell will come alive
You can't take me alive
What have I done
can I just undo my sin
It wasn't even fun
let me run away
There's a pretty red dress
on a nice warm soul
I shall take my revenge
and leave her body cold
I'll seduce her with my charm
and show her around my animal farm
The slaughter house
and slit her throat
Chunk of murder left on my plate
her peeling skin exfoliates
Sacrifice her corpse to the dark lord
Throw her blood soaked dress to my horde
Filthy fucking whore deserves this shit
Throw her body in my death pit
I'll cut her head and keep it as a trophy
This fucking bitch doesn't even know me
You can't take me alive
You will not survive
Hell will come alive
You can't take me alive
What have I done
can I just undo my sin
It wasn't even fun
let me run away
She is perfect
Really perfect
With her golden blonde
Blonde, blonde hair
In her pretty
Red dress, red dress
She is perfect
Really perfect now
You can't take me alive
You will not survive
Hell will Come alive
You can't take me alive
Chunk of murder left on my plate
her peeling skin exfoliates
Sacrifice her corpse to the dark lord
Throw her blood soaked dress to my horde
Filthy fucking whore deserves this shit
Throw her body in my death pit
I'll cut her head and keep it as a trophy
This fucking bitch doesn't even know me
Chunk of murder left on my plate
fuck this bitch I'll penetrate
No hate, no need to discriminate
I'll destroy her fertility rate
Chunks of murder left on my plate
I'll do what I want, I'll dictate
I'll take her corpse to Hell's gate
I'll do what I want for fuck's sake
You can't take me alive
You will not survive
Hell will come alive
You can't take me alive
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5. |
Grey Cup
05:48
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The white cup was the place to be
A friendship with a laughing community
A palace where kings drink and rest
A birth in which happiness is expressed
Oh the white cup was the best
only your love and compassion you invest
A heavenly light would shine on those who drank
from the cup it gave and angel like rank
But the white cup was too oblivious to acknowledge the black
And never once would it ever look back
to apologize for the things that it said
All the members of black wished they were dead
The black cup was a region of despair
No recreation, just a lack of air
A zone where no one wanted to be
the fiery pits of purgatory
And it hurts me, destroys everything
that I have left inside
And it kills me to know everyone
that I once loved has died
There's a place in between the cups
mixed with both downs and ups
A state where one feels almost nothing at all
and when one rises someone will make them fall.
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6. |
Displacement
02:36
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You may say I look weird
but I think I look just fine
All my bones and ligaments
are all in line
I may have some quirkiness to my face
but that doesn't mean you have to
Displace yourself from me
Erase yourself for free
You may say I sound weird
but I think I sing in key
My throat feels fine
but perfection it may not be
I may not have the voice of a nightingale
but that doesn't me you have to
Bail away from me
Sail away to the sea
You may say I walk funny
but I think I walk alright
All my joints work
it's just their a little tight
So I may walk a bit with a back hunch
but that doesn't mean you have to
Punch yourself from me
Bunch yourself from me
Don't be scared of me
Displace yourself from me
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7. |
Battle of Barcelona
02:53
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