[(Spoken:)How I've waited for you to come
I've been here all alone
Now that you've arrived
Please stay a while
And I promise I won't keep you long
I'll keep you forever]
Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies [sings "appease"] the means
Provoking images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same
Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
Dance with the dead in my dreams [Hello? Hello Mr Gein?]
Listen to their hollowed screams [Mr Gein?]
The dead have taken my soul [Lemme out of here Mr Gein]
Temptation's lost all control [Mr Gein? I don't wanna play anymore Mr Gein]
Dance with the dead in my dreams [Mr Gein, it's not any fun anymore,]
Listen to their hollowed screams [I don't want to play anymore Mr Gein]
The dead have taken my soul [Mr Gein? Lemme out of here Mr Gein]
Temptation's lost all control [Lemme out, LEMMMMEEE OOUUUUUUTTT]
by slayer
terça-feira, fevereiro 28, 2006
seasons in the abyss
Razors edge outlines the dead, incisions in my head.
Anticipation, the stimulation to kill the exhilaration
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
Frozen eyes state deep in your mind as you DIE
Close your eyes and forget your name
step outside yourself and let your thoughts drain as you go insane..go insane!
Inert flesh
a bloody tomb
a decorated splatter brightens the room
an execution of sadist ritual
rad intervals of mind residuals
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
close your eyes...and forget your name
step outside yourself and let your thoughts drain
as you go insane....go insane!
Innate seed
to watch you bleed
a demanding physical need
desecrated eviscerated
times prostrated
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
close your eyes...and forget your name
step outside yourself
and let your thoughts drain as you go insane....go insane
by slayer
Anticipation, the stimulation to kill the exhilaration
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
Frozen eyes state deep in your mind as you DIE
Close your eyes and forget your name
step outside yourself and let your thoughts drain as you go insane..go insane!
Inert flesh
a bloody tomb
a decorated splatter brightens the room
an execution of sadist ritual
rad intervals of mind residuals
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
close your eyes...and forget your name
step outside yourself and let your thoughts drain
as you go insane....go insane!
Innate seed
to watch you bleed
a demanding physical need
desecrated eviscerated
times prostrated
Close your eyes
look deep in your soul
step outside yourself
and let your mind go
frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
close your eyes...and forget your name
step outside yourself
and let your thoughts drain as you go insane....go insane
by slayer
segunda-feira, fevereiro 27, 2006
i´m nothing
i-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
i-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
are you a republican or a democrat
a liberal fascist full of crap
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere might be something
but everybody everywhere
knows that i´m nothing
politics and dirty tricks
i got no time for stone and sticks
politics and dirty tricks
i got no time i´m chasing chicks
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere might be something
but everybody everywhere
knows that i´m nothing
i´m nothing but i´m not proud
´cause being nothing is not allowed
are you gay or are you straight
do you believe in love
or do you believe in hate
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere said he was something
but everybody everywhere
i´m saying i´m nothing
by violent femmes
i-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
are you a republican or a democrat
a liberal fascist full of crap
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere might be something
but everybody everywhere
knows that i´m nothing
politics and dirty tricks
i got no time for stone and sticks
politics and dirty tricks
i got no time i´m chasing chicks
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere might be something
but everybody everywhere
knows that i´m nothing
i´m nothing but i´m not proud
´cause being nothing is not allowed
are you gay or are you straight
do you believe in love
or do you believe in hate
i´m nothin´
i´m nothin´
somebody somewhere said he was something
but everybody everywhere
i´m saying i´m nothing
by violent femmes
terça-feira, fevereiro 21, 2006
...Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain...
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the blinds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key...
by cradle of filth
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain...
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the blinds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key...
by cradle of filth
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