from the album "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.
The fires of hell are glowing, is the grisly reaper mowing?
(Faster!)
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
(White trash.) I am the god of fuck.Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity.
Redneck burnout midwest mind, who said date rape isn’t kind?
Porno nation, evaluation, what’s this, time for segregation?
Libido fascination, too much oral defecation.
White trash, get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy.
I am the god of fuck.
VCRs and Vaseline, TV fucked by plastic queen.
Cash in hand and dick on screen, who said God was ever clean?
Bible belt round Anglo 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.
Cuntfucker!
LUNCHBOX
(Next motherfucker’s gonna get my metal.)The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest, try to tell me he’s the best.
I don’t really give a good goddamn cause I got my lunchbox and I’m armed real well.
I want to grow up, I want to be a big rock and roll star.
I want to grow up, I want to be so no one fucks with me.
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down,
Want to go out, got to get down to the playground,
Gonna throw down at the playground, I want to go out.
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal.
Next motherfucker, pow pow pow!
I want to grow up, I want to be a big rock and roll star.
I want to grow up, I want to 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 is just your children.
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being.
Calliopenis 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.
Let’s do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey, the black keys.
Here is my real head; I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me.
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, I am your fad.
Here is my real head; I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me.
CYCLOPS
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head, mascara clotted vision she is fed.Cyclops woman can’t see nothing at all, she got a pinprick 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; whose reflection’s in the retina?
She can’t see nothing, nothing at all.
Dilate.
DOPE HAT
(The Great Hoodoo will perform a feat of prestidigitation.)I peek into the hole, I struggle for control.
The children love the show, but they 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,
It’s no surprise. (Prepare to meet your doom...Help!)
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 scrutinising 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 pro-life 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 in shit.
I hate, therefore I am; goddamn your righteous hand.
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak.
Selective judgements, good guy badges don’t mean a fuck to me.
I throw a little fit, I slit my teenage wrist,
The most I can learn is records that you burn.
Get your gun.
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak.
Selective judgements, good guy badges don’t mean a fuck to me.
I am the VHS, record me with your fist.
Want me to save the world? I’m just a little girl.
WRAPPED IN PLASTIC
Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake, grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake.Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies, twisting our guts, melts our spine to jelly.
Stay, don’t want to go now, stay.
Drove the children from their chores, handcrafted housewives into whores.
Fear of the beast is calling it near, creating what we’re hating, only fear that is here.
Stay, don’t want to go now, stay.
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, daddy tells the daughter mommy’s sleeping at night.
Wash away sin, take off your skin, the righteous father wears the yellowest grin.
Stay, don’t want to go now, stay.
Come into our home, won’t you stay?
I know the steak is cold but I know it’s wrapped in plastic.
DOGMA
Burn the witches, don’t take time to sew your stitches.Good is the thing that you favour, evil is your sour flavour.
You cannot sedate all the things you hate. (Burn, fucker!)
Burn your bridges, don’t take time to sew your stitches.
Good is the thing that you favour, evil is your sour flavour.
I don’t need your hate, I decide my fate.
You cannot sedate all the things you rape.
Good is the thing that you favour, evil is your sour flavour.
I don’t need your hate, I decide my fate.
You cannot sedate all the things you hate.
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 is draining me, I want you more when you’re afraid of me.
I will break you inside out, 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 is draining me, I want you more when you’re afraid of me.
I will break you inside out, you are mine.
SNAKE EYES AND SISSIES
(Killing is killing, whether done for duty, profit or fun.)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 working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil’s hand, rolling 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.
Tranquillity 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, told you fucker, yours is mine, snake eyes for sissies.
I ain’t no working 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.
I was prophesised by Shangri-La, I am the leader of the pack.
I am the paedophile’s dream, a messianic Peter Pan.
Just a boy, just a little fucking boy, I can never be a man.
I ain’t no working man, I do the best I can, I got the devil’s hand, rolling sixes.
I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker’s hand.
MY MONKEY
(Why are the children doing what they’re doing? Why does a child reach up and kill his mom and dad and murder his two little sisters and then cut his throat?)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, then again don’t we all?
What I make is what I am, I can’t be forever.
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.
Poor little monkey.
What I make is what I am, I can’t be forever.
We are our own wicked gods, with little Gs and big dicks.
Sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise.
I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country, my monkey bought the farm.
(I don’t know when to stop when that happens.)
MISERY MACHINE
(I’m willing to face reality. Let me tell you, there’s over three thousand groups operating in this country today, and the number’s growing. As Christians, we’ve got to take on the armour of Christ and go to battle against Satan.)Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666.
We want to 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 Thelema, blood is pavement.
The grille 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 Thelema, blood is pavement.
When you ride, you’re ridden.
I am fueled by filth and fury, do what I will, I will hurry there.
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement.
from the EP "Smells like Children"
SWEET DREAMS (are made of this)
Sweet dreams are made of these; who am I to disagree?Travel the world and the seven seas, everybody’s looking for something.
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.
I want to use you and abuse you, I want to know what’s inside.
(Hold your head up, moving on, keep your head up, moving on.)
Sweet dreams are made of these; who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas, everybody’s looking for something.
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.
I'm 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, I ain’t lying, no, I don’t care if you don’t want me, cause I’m yours anyhow.
I love you.
I put a spell on you, cause you’re mine.
I can’t stand the things that you do when you’re fooling around.
I don’t care if you don’t want me, cause I’m yours anyhow.
I can’t stand your fooling around; if I can’t have you, no one will.
I love you.
I don’t care if you don’t want me, cause I’m yours anyhow.
ROCK 'N' ROLL NIGGER
(And the world spreads its legs for another fucking 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 and roll nigger!)
Baby was a black sheep, baby was a whore, baby’s gotten big, and baby’s getting bigger.
Baby got something, baby want more, baby was a rock and 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 outside of society, waiting for me.
Outside of society is where I want to 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 was a rock and roll nigger.
Outside of society, waiting for me, outside of society is where I want to be.
I’m a rock and roll nigger.
This is your world in which we grow, and we will grow to hate you.
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.
Outside of society, wait for me, outside of society, where I want to be.
DOWN IN THE PARK
from the "Sweet Dreams" single
Down in the park where the machmen meet, the machines play kill by number,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 Zim Zum’s, a place to eat, like it was built in one day.
You can watch the humans try to run.
Look, it’s a rape machine, I’d go outside if it looks the other way.
You wouldn’t believe the things they do.
We are not lovers, we are not romantics, we are here to serve you.
Down to the park, where the chant is death, death until the sun cries morning.
Down in the park with friends of mine.
We are not lovers, we are not romantics, we are here to serve you.
A different face but the words never change.
from the "Lost Highway" soundtrack
APPLE OF SODOM
I’ve found the centre of fruit is late, it is the centre of truth today.I cut the apple in two, I pray it isn’t true.
You got something you can never eat.
I drain my heart, I burn my soul, I train the cord to stop my growth.
I pray to die in space, to cover me in snow.
I’m dying; I hope you’re dying too.
Take this from me, hate me.
I got something you can never eat.
from the album "Antichrist Superstar"
IRRESPONSIBLE HATE ANTHEM
(And all the children sing, 'We hate love! We love hate!')(When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you.)
I am so all American, 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 not say this, better not tell.
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper, I am the idiot who will not be himself.
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.
America cannot see anything.
THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
And I don’t want you and I don’t need you.Don’t bother to resist or 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, it’s all relative to the size of your steeple.
You can’t see the forest for the trees and you can’t smell your own shit on your knees.
There’s no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that’s in your way.
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.
The worms will live in every host, it’s hard to pick which one they eat the most.
The horrible people, it’s all anatomic as the size of your steeple.
Capitalism has made it this way, old-fashioned fascism will take it away.
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.
DRIED UP, TIED AND DEAD TO THE WORLD
You cut off all of your fingers, trade them in for dollar bills.Cake up on some makeup to cover all those lines.
Wake up and stop shaking cause you’re just wasting time.
Don’t you want some of this? Don’t you need some of this?
You take but cannot be given, you’ll 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, wrap it in your soiled dress.
Now you must spit out the seeds.
I’ll be your lover, I’ll be forever, I’ll be tomorrow, I am anything when I’m high.
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, 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 lay their eggs.
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly, sealed up with virgin stitch.
If it hurts, baby, please tell me; preserve the innocence.
I never wanted it to end like this, but flies will lay their eggs.
What I wanted, what I needed, what I got for me.
Take your hatred out on me, make your victim my head.
You never ever believed in me, I am your tourniquet.
Say you get off on me, I know better than that.
I never ever believed in me, I am your tourniquet.
LITTLE HORN
There’s an apple in the pussy mouth, now I am the dinner whore.There’s a tumour in the TV 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.
World spreads its legs for another star, world shows its face for another scar.
Dead will dance for what is left, worms will wait with baited breath.
‘Your blind have now become my deaf,’ so says the little horn.
Save yourself from this.
World spreads its legs for another star, world shows its face for another scar.
Everyone will suffer now; you can’t save yourself.
CRYPTORCHID
Each time I make my mother cry an angel dies and falls from Heaven.When a boy is still a worm it’s hard to learn the number seven.
(When they get to you, the first thing that they do, when they get to you.)
Each time I look outside, my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape.
When the worm consumes the boy it’s never ever considered rape.
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 your star, don’t let yourself fall in too hard.I fell into you, now 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.
(You’re such a dirty, dirty) rock star.
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.
I will bury your god in my warm spit, you’ll be deformed in your porn.
(You’re such a dirty, dirty) rock star.
You are the one I want and what I want is so unreal.
I lift you up like the sweetest angel, I’ll tear you down like a whore.
(You’re such a dirty, dirty) rock star.
I am the one you want and the one you want is so unreal.
WORMBOY
When will realise 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 away.
Oh no, it is everything they said it was.
Oh no, I am all the things they said I was.
When you get to Heaven, you will wish you’re in Hell.
When will you realise you’re already here?
You’ll thank us now that you have crossed over.
Don’t pick the scabs or you will never heal.
The world shudders as the worm gets his wings.
Oh no, it is everything they said it was.
Oh no, I am all the things they said I was.
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 Mister Superstar, I’ll do anything for you.Hey Mister Superstar, I’m your number one fan.
Hey Mister Porno Star, I want you.
Hey Mister Sickly Star, I want to get sick from you.
Hey Mister Fallen Star, don’t you know I worship you?
Hey Mister Big Rock Star, I want to 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 Mister Superhate, I just want to love you.
Hey Mister Superfuck, I want to go down on you.
Hey Mister Supergod, will you answer my prayers?
Hey Mister Superman, I want to be your little girl.
I know that I can turn you on, I wish I could just turn you off, I never wanted any of this.
Will you kill yourself on TV? I wish you’d kill yourself on TV.
Will you kill yourself on TV? We’d like to see you dead. (I wish I was dead.)
Hey Mister Superstar, I’ll kill myself for you.
Hey Mister 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 wombs with his rock and roll sores.
Dead is what he is, he does what he pleases.
The things that he has you’re never gonna see, what you’re never gonna be now,
Sketch a little keyhole for looking glass people.
You don’t want to see him, you only want to be him.
Mommy’s got a scarecrow, got to 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.
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.
Hands are cracked and dirty and the nails are beetle wings.
When he turns the trains on, he unties all of the strings.
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 it.
Toys all smell like children and the scabknees will obey.
I’ll have to kneel on broomsticks just to make it go away.
Then I got my wings and I never even knew it.
When I was a worm, thought I couldn’t get through it.
Because today is black, because there is no turning back,
Because your lies have watered me, I have become the strongest weed.
The taste of metal, disintegrator, three holes upon the leather belt.
It’s cut and swollen, the age is showing, there’s no one here to save ourselves.
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’ll 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.
The time has come, it is quite clear, our Antichrist is almost here.
(When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you.)
1996
Light a candle for the sinners, set the world on fire.Anti choice and anti girl, I am the anti flag unfurled.
Anti white and anti man, 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 and anti hate, anti things I fucked and ate.
Anti cop and anti fun, here is my anti president gun.
Anti Satan, anti black, the anti world is on my back.
Anti gay and anti dope, I am the faggot anti pope.
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.
This is where your faith ends.
Anti peace and anti life, anti husband and anti wife,
Anti song and anti me, I don’t deserve a chance to be.
MINUTE OF DECAY
There’s not much left to love, too tired 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.
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.
I’m on my way down now, I’d like to take you with me.
The minute that it’s born, it begins to die.
I’d love to just give in, I’d love to live this lie.
(Until you see it, until you know.)
I’ve looked ahead and everything was dead, I guess that I am too.
THE REFLECTING GOD
Your world is an ashtray, we burn and coil like cigarettes.The more you cry, your ashes turn to mud.
The nature of the leeches, the virgins feeling cheated,
You’ve only spent a second of your life.
My world is unaffected, there is an exit here, I say it is, 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 everyone 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, 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, 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 everyone 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.
Shoot, motherfucker.
Each thing I show you is a piece of my death.
No salvation, no forgiveness.
This is beyond your experience.
MAN THAT YOU FEAR
Ants are in the sugar, muscles atrophied.We’re on the other side, the screen is us and we’re TV.
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, crawl into the dark.
You’ve poisoned all 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, crawl into the dark.
You’ve poisoned all 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, no one left for you.
(When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.)
UNTITLED
Go ahead and kill 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 in my chest, and I have seen it. It is hard and cold.
It has been dormant for many years.
I am trying to save you, and I have come to save you.
This is what you deserve, this is what we deserve.
This is something we all have brought upon ourselves.
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.
When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you.
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