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Speak o' the devil...

and Nick Cave will appear to show everyone how to write a truly tragic love song.

 

Nick Cave w/ Kylie Minogue - Where the Wild Roses Grow

off the essential album "Murder Ballads"

 

Chorus:

They call me The Wild Rose

But my name was Elisa Day

Why they call me it I do not know

For my name was Elisa Day

 

Nick Cave:

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one

She stared in my eyes and smiled

For her lips were the colour of the roses

That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

 

Kylie Minogue:

When he knocked on my door and entered the room

My trembling subsided in his sure embrace

He would be my first man, and with a careful hand

He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

 

Chorus

 

Nick Cave:

On the second day I brought her a flower

She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen

I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow

So sweet and scarlet and free?"

 

Kylie Minogue:

On the second day he came with a single red rose

Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow"

I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed

He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

 

Chorus

 

Kylie Minogue:

On the third day he took me to the river

He showed me the roses and we kissed

And the last thing I heard was a muttered word

As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist

 

Nick Cave:

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow

And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief

And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"

And knelt down and planted a rose between her teeth

 

Final chorus

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Come Together

 

Here come old flat-top

He come grooving up slowly

He got joo-joo eyeball

He one holy roller

He got hair down to his knees

Got to be a joker he just do what he please

 

He wear no shoeshine

He got toe-jam football

He got monkey finger

He shoot coca-cola

He say "I know you, you know me

"One thing I can tell you is you got to be free"

 

(Refrain)

Come together

Right now

Over me

 

He bad production

He got walrus gumboot

He got Ono sideboard

He one spinal cracker

He got feet down below his knees

Gonna hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease

 

(Refrain)

 

He rollercoaster

He got early warning

He got muddy water

He one mojo filter

He say "One and one and one is three"

Got to be good-looking he just so hard to see

 

(Refrain)

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Culd u plz stp bump thread ktxby

 

 

Now, if you were to post some Cohen, Waits, Cave or nomeansno, I might find it in my ever caring heart not to publicly mock you, but this pseudo punk-metal just has to go.

Ok to the first.

 

But to the second...since I don't know who those artists are, I'll pass...unless of course I heard them and liked what they do (I'll get downloading)...and about the punk/metal...

 

Rise Against - "Give It All"

 

Break through the undertow, your hands I can't seem to find,

pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I

 

stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,

fill my lungs with air, then let it out

 

I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,

So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

 

Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches,

to bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension

 

For far too long these voices, muffled by distances,

it's time to come to our senses, up from the dirt

 

We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,

So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

 

Breathe (breathe), the air we give (give), the life we live (live), our pulses racing distances,

(breathe) so wet my tongue (give), break into song (live), through seas of competition

 

So please believe your eyes, a sacrifice,

is not what we had in our minds,

I'm coming home tonight, home tonight

 

We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,

So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

 

Today I offer all myself to this I'm living for my dying wish,

I give it all, now there's a reason, there's a reason, to give it all

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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Pink Floyd - Flaming

 

Lyrics by Syd Barrett

 

Alone in the clouds all blue

Lying on an eiderdown

Yippee! You can't see me

But I can you

 

Lazing in the foggy dew

Sitting on a unicorn

No fair, you can't hear me

But I can you

 

Watching buttercups cup the light

Sleeping on a dandelion

Too much, I won't touch you

But then I might

 

Screaming through the starlit sky

Travelling by telephone

Hey ho, here we go

Ever so high

 

Alone in the clouds all blue

Lying on an eiderdown

Yippee! You can't see me

But I can you.

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Genesis - The Battle Of Epping Forest

 

 

Along the forest road, there's hundreds of cars - luxury cars.

Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars - superscars!

For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,

'cos they disagree on a gangland boundary.

They disagree on a gangland boundary.

 

There's willy wright and his boys -

One helluva noise, that's billy's boys!

With fully-fashioned mugs, that's little john's thugs,

The barking slugs - supersmugs!

For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,

Yes these christian soldiers fight to protect the poor.

East end heroes got to score in...

 

The battle of epping forest,

Yes it's the battle of epping forest,

Right outside your door.

You ain't seen nothing like it.

No, you ain't seen nothing like it,

Not since the civil war.

 

Coming over the hill are the boys of bill,

And johnny's lads stand very still.

With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout

- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.

Georgie moves in on the outside left

With a chain flying round his head;

And harold demure, from art literature,

Nips up the nearest tree.

(here come the cavalry!)

 

Amidst the battle roar,

Accountants keep the score: 10-4.

They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone.

The bluebells are ringing for sweetmeal sam, real ham,

Handing out bread and jam just like any picnic.

 

It's 5-4 on william wright; he made his pile on derby night.

When billy was a kid, walking the streets,

The other kids hid - so they did!

And now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.

The shops that need aid are those that haven't paid.

 

"i do my double-show quick!" said mick the prick, fresh out the nick.

"i sell cheap holiday. the minute they leave,

Then a visit i pay - and does it pay!"

And his friend, liquid len by name,

Of wine, women and wandsworth fame,

Said "i'm breaking the legs of the bastard that got me framed!"

 

They called me the reverend when i entered the church unstained;

My employers have changed but the name has remained.

It all began when i went on a tour,

Hoping to find some furniture.

I followed a sign - it said "beautiful chest".

It led to a lady who showed me her best.

She was taken by surprise when i quickly closed my eyes.

So she rang the bell, and quick as hell

Bob the nob came out on his job

To see what the trouble was.

"louise, is the reverend hard to please?"

"you're telling me!"

"perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.

We could interest you in our old-fashioned staffordshire plate?"

"oh no, not me, i'm a man of repute."

But the devil caught hold of my soul and a voice called out "shoot!"

 

To save my steeple, i visited people;

For this i'd gone when i met little john.

His name came, i understood,

When the judge said "you're a robbing hood."

He told me of his strange foundation,

Conceived on sight of the woodstock nation;

He'd had to hide his reputation.

When poor, 'twas salvation from door to door.

But now, with a pin-up guru every week,

It's love, peace & truth incorporated for all who seek.

 

He employed me as a karma-ma-mechanic, with overall charms.

His hands were then fit to receive, receive alms.

That's why we're in

 

The battle of epping forest,

Yes it's the battle of epping forest,

Right outside your door.

We guard your souls for peanuts,

And we guard your shops and houses

For just a little more.

 

In with a left hook is the bethnal green butcher,

But he's countered on the right by mick's chain-gang fight,

And liquid len, with his smashed bottle men,

Is lobbing bob the nob across the gob.

With his kisser in a mess, bob seems under stress,

But jones the jug hits len right in the mug;

And harold demure, who's still not quite sure,

Fires acorns from out of his sling.

(here come the cavalry!)

 

Up, up above the crowd,

Inside their silver cloud, done proud,

The bold and brazen brass, seen darkly through the glass.

The butler's got jam on his rolls; roy doles out the lot,

With tea from a silver pot just like any picnic.

 

Along the forest road, it's the end of the day

And the clouds roll away.

Each has got its load - they'll come out for the count

At the break-in of day.

When the limos return for their final review, it's all thru'

- all they can see is the morning goo.

"there's no-one left alive - must be draw."

So the blackcap barons toss a coin to settle the score.

"My hovercraft is full of eels!" - Hungarian tourist
I am Dan Quayle of the Romans.
I want to tattoo a map of the Netherlands on my nether lands.
Heja Sverige!!
Everyone should cuffawkle more.
The wrench is your friend. :bat:

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Thy Serpent Christcrusher Lyrics

 

Burn the church

Rape the priest

**** jesus christ

 

Smash the face

Feel the blood

Kill the christians

 

Destroy what

Thay brought here

Hundreds of years ago

 

Give them what

They deserve

Kill the christians

 

I can't follow jesus christ

The biggest liar of the light

I don't need your ****ing bread

Share that with the sheeps

 

Thousands of heathens were murdered

By christian hands

And what they have told us

Bastards of Undivine god

 

Lies, Lies, Lies

Kill the christians

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Tom Waits - Jesus Gonna Be Here

 

Well, Jesus gonna be here

He gonna be here soon

He's gonna cover us up with leaves

With a blanket from the moon

With a promise and a vow

And a lullaby for my brow

Well, Jesus gonna be here

He gonna be here soon

 

Well I'm just gonna wait here

I don't have to shout

I have no reason and

I have no doubt

I'm gonna get myself

Unfurled from this mortal coiled up world

Because Jesus gonna be here

Be here soon

 

I got to keep my eyes open

So I can see my Lord

I'm gonna watch the horizon

For a brand new Ford

 

I can hear him rolling on down the lane

I said Hollywood be thy name

Jesus gonna be

Gonna be here soon

 

Well I've been faithful

And I've been so good

Except for drinking

But he new that I would

I'm gonna leave this place better

Than the way I found it was

And Jesus gonna be here

Be here soon

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Impaled Nazarene - GOTT IST TOT Lyrics

 

Gott ist tot, es ist tot, Judean Gott

Gott ist tot, es ist tot, Judean Gott

Sohn ist tot, er is tot, Judean Sohn !

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot (x4)

Heil ! Heil ! Heil ! Heil !

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

Gott ist tot, Judean Gott, ist tot

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Pixies - Monkey gone to heaven

 

There was a guy

An underwater guy who controlled the sea

Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge

From New York and New Jersey

 

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

 

The creature in the sky

Got sucked in a hole

Now there's a hole in the sky

And the ground's not cold

And if the ground's not cold

Everything is gonna burn

We'll all take turns

I'll get mine, too

 

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

 

Rock me, Joe!

 

If Man is 5...

If Man is 5

If Man is 5

Then the Devil is 6

Then the Devil is 6

Then the Devil is 6

And if the Devil is 6

Then God is 7

Then God is 7

Then God is 7

 

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

This monkey's gone to heaven

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Impaled Nazarene - Total War Winter War

 

Do you want total war? Yes we want total war!

Do you want ****ing war? Yes we want ****ing war!

November 1939, eastern front line

Machine gun fire, defending our pride

Four months of hell, thousands of bombs fell

Antaa tulla t

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National Pride? In Finland?

 

Creedence Clearwater Revival - Don't Look Now

 

 

Who will take the coal from the mine?

Who will take the salt from the earth?

Who'll take a leaf and grow it to a tree?

Don't Look Now, it ain't you or me.

 

Who will work the field with his hands?

Who will put his back to the plough?

Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?

Don't Look Now, it ain't you or me.

 

CHORUS:

Don't Look Now, someone's done your starvin';

Don't Look Now, someone's done your prayin' too.

 

Who will make the shoes for your feet?

Who will make the clothes that you wear?

Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?

Don't Look Now, it ain't you or me.

 

CHORUS

 

Who will take the coal from the mines?

Who will take the salt from the earth?

Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?

Don't Look Now, it ain't you or me.

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Hmmm... odd theme the "resurrected" lyrics thread has taken... I'll follow suit.

 

Toadies - Possum Kingdom

 

Make up your mind

Decide to walk with me

Around the lake tonight

Around the lake tonight

By my side

By my side

 

I'm not gonna lie

I'll not be a gentleman

Behind the boathouse

I'll show you my dark secret

 

I'm not gonna lie

I want you for mine

My blushing bride

My lover, be my lover, yeah...

 

Don't be afraid

I didn't mean to scare you

So help me, Jesus

 

I can promise you

You'll stay as beautiful

With dark hair

And soft skin...forever

Forever

 

Make up your mind

Make up your mind

And I'll promise you

I will treat you well

My sweet angel

So help me, Jesus

 

Give it up to me

Give it up to me

Do you wanna be

My angel?

 

Give it up to me

Give it up to me

Do you wanna be

My angel?

 

Give it up to me!

Give it up to me!

Do you wanna be

My angel?

So help me!

 

Be my angel

Be my angel

Be my angel

 

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

Do you wanna die?

 

I promise you

I will treat you well

My sweet angel

So help me, Jesus

 

Jesus

Jesus

Jesus...

baby, take off your beret

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Cheb Khaled - Alech Taadi

 

 

ou alech taadi ou ana megdi bennirane waaaah

و علاش تعدي و انا مقدي بالنيران وااااه

marra t'khalti marra tekhti ou l'aashq hbaaaal

مره تخالطي مره تخطي و العشق هبااااال

ou alech taadi ou ana megdi bennirane waaaah aaaah

و علاش تعدي و انا مقدي بالنيران وااااه آآآآه

marra t'khalti marra tekhti ou l'aashq hbaaaal

مره تخالطي مره تخطي و العشق هبااااال

 

n'siti l'madhi bine ahbabek ou ta'zzahwaaaat

نسيتي الماضي بين احبابك و تا الزهواااات

bent bladi khyar fou'adi ou zeent eshay'aaaaaat

بنت بلادي خيار فؤادي و زينة الشايعااااات

n'siti l'madhi bine ahbabek ou ta'zzahwaaaat aaaah

نسيتي الماضي بين احبابك و تا الزهواااات آآآآه

bent bladi khyar fou'adi ou zeent eshay'aaaaaat

بنت بلادي خيار فؤادي و زينة الشايعااااات

 

ellaani eblise barkak men laafes khafi moulaaaak

العني ابليس بركك من العفس خافي مولااااك

'bqeet wahdi ma kan saadi aatit'h laaak

بقيت وحدي ما كان سعدي عطيته لللك

ellaani eblise barkak men laafes khafi moulaaaak

العني ابليس بركك من العفس خافي مولااااك

'bqeet wahdi ma kan saadi aatit'h laaaaaaaaaak

بقيت وحدي ما كان سعدي عطيته لللللللللك

 

jeddou l'yyam ou nersou l'ham ya bent l'aaaaaam

جدو الايام و نرسو الهم يا بنت العععععم

mennek menni ya bent aammi el'lham ou eddaaaam

منك مني يا بنت عمي اللحم و الدددددم

jeddou l'yyam ou nersou l'ham ya bent l'aaaaaam

جدو الايام و نرسو الهم يا بنت العععععم

mennek menni ya bent aammi el'lham ou eddaaaaaaaam

منك مني يا بنت عمي اللحم و الدددددددددم

 

ou alech taadi ou ana megdi bennirane waaaah aaaah

و علاش تعدي و انا مقدي بالنيران وااااه آآآآه

marra t'khalti marra tekhti ou l'aashq hbaaaal

مره تخالطي مره تخطي و العشق هبااااال

ou alech taadi ou ana megdi bennirane waaaah aaaah

و علاش تعدي و انا مقدي بالنيران وااااه آآآآه

marra t'khalti marra tekhti ou l'aashq hbaaaaaaaaaaaal

مره تخالطي مره تخطي و العشق هباااااااااااااال

 

ya lili yaaaaayaaaayaaayaaa layli yaayaayaaayaaayaaa layyyyliiiiii

يا ليلي يااااااياااااياااااياااا ليلي ياااايااايااايااايااا لييييلييييي

 

al'aashiq la youlaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam ya liliiii

العاشق لا يلاااااااااااااام يا ليلييي

I had thought that some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, for they imitated humanity so abominably. - Book of Counted Sorrows

 

'Cause I won't know the man that kills me

and I don't know these men I kill

but we all wind up on the same side

'cause ain't none of us doin' god's will.

- Everlast

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ELP - Knife Edge lyrics (Emerson, Lake, Fraser, Janacek)

 

Just a step cried the sad man

Take a look down at the madman

Theatre kings on silver wings

Fly beyond reason

From the flight of the seagull

Come the spread claws of the eagle

Only fear breaks the silence

As we all kneel pray for guidance

 

Tread the road cross the abyss

Take a look down at the madness

On the streets of the city

Only spectres still have pity

Patient queues for the gallows

Sing the praises of the hallowed

Our machines feed the furnace

If they take us they will burn us

 

Will you still know who you are

When you come to who you are

 

When the flames have their season

Will you hold to your reason

Loaded down with your talents

Can you still keep your balance

Can you live on a knife-edge

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I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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Type O Negative - Christian Woman

 

A cross upon her bedroom wall.

From grace she will fall.

An image burning in her mind.

And between her thighs.

 

A dying God-man full of pain.

When will you cum again?

Before him beg to serve or please.

On your back or knees.

There's no forgiveness for her sins.

Prefers punishment?

Would you suffer eternally.

Or internally?

 

For her lust.

She'll burn in hell.

Her soul done medium well.

All through mass manual stimulation.

Salvation.

 

Body of Christ.

She needs.

The body of Christ.

 

She'd like to know God.

Ooh love God.

Feel her God.

Inside of her - deep inside of her.

 

Jesus Christ looks like me.

master of my domain

 

Pedicabo ego vos et irrumabo.

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Primordial

The Gathering Wilderness

 

You say you know me

I'm the Poison in your veins

 

My Faith is not welcome here

I Break the young and the cold

 

There is a Darkness here

You cannot imagine you cannot fathom

It speaks to me in tongues

Can you hear it?

 

I've built my tower of song

From words as bitter splintered bone

Gnarled and wretched, spiteful and harsh

I've cursed the vermin, the vermin of the earth

I've wished pestilence upon the foul and weak

Not just men, but woman and children too

With a rusted blade across their throats

 

I've played the tyrant's hand

Against the rhyme and reason of fools

I've prayed to sickly children

In their blackened cities of Filth

You say you know me? Do you?

I'm the poison in your veins

My Faith it is not welcome here

 

The Wilderness is Gathering all its Children in...

 

Lyrics: A.A. Nemtheanga

 

For the record, Primordial does the most non-gay epic music I've ever heard. And they manage to do it without screaming or tumultous growls. Color me moshing.

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kirottu said:
I was raised by polar bears. I had to fight against blood thirsty wolves and rabid penguins to get my food. Those who were too weak to survive were sent to Sweden.

 

It has made me the man I am today. A man who craves furry hentai.

So let us go and embrace the rustling smells of unseen worlds

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Symphony Switchblade "Invisible "

 

I feel that you should know

I have an empty soul.

 

It's a warning.

It's a warning.

 

If you leave

If you leave,

I will follow,

I will follow.

What am I?

What am I?

 

Yes they are stomping on the switches.

 

suprise(?)

suprise(?)

(?)

 

Take my back roads

'Round my fences

To an empty view.

 

If you leave

If you leave,

I will follow,

I will follow.

What am I?

What am I?

 

Yes, they are stomping on the switches.

 

Climb the ladder,

Straight to heaven.

Where the creatures dulcify.

Gods and Devils

Take their pillows.

Get in position

to multiply.

Suprise...

 

It's a warning.

It's a warning.

It's a warning.

 

If you leave,

If you leave,

I will follow,

I will follow.

 

If you leave,

If you leave,

I will follow,

I will follow.

 

If you leave,

If you leave,

I will follow,

I will follow.

 

What am I?

What am I?

 

Yes, they are stomping on the switches.

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Hades was the life of the party. RIP You'll be missed.

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Artist: Throwdown

Album: Haymaker

Title: Intro (Never Back Down)

 

never back down, never give in. just let the ****ing bastards do themselves in.

you ****ing bastards. never back down. never give in. just let the ****ing

bastards do themselves in. you ****ing bastards. i'm gonna stand my ground.

you ****ing bastards. time to stand your ground. the time is now. don't be

another victim. take back what's ****ing yours. stay true to your convictions.

Stand Your Convictions and You Will Walk Alone.

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Pig Destroyer - Prowler In The Yard

 

 

1. Jennifer

 

Jennifer wrestled her friend playfully to the ground

infront of the snowcone stand and began licking at the

girls eyeballs, as if they were sugar cubes. Their

bodies convulsed and flailed with an almost seizure

like intensity. At times their pale limbs seeming to

shift back and forth from one torso to the other. A

crowd gathered almost immediately to watch these two

girls tie and untie their bodies like a pair of

pit-vipers. They were confused, or concerned, or

shocked, or aroused, or all of the above. But no-one

dared interfere with the performance. Jennifer's long

ashen hair hung down concealing the girls face like a

curtain around a hospital bed. No one had any idea

that the girls eyes were revolving under her ruby

tongue. "This is disgusting, it's pornography"

exclaimed a pasty **** white woman in a fur coat,

vanilla ice-cream smeared across her double chin like

a money shot. Counting a balding professor type in his

mid-forties, his left hand stuffed crassly down the

front of his pants "No, no, no. This is beautiful,

this is art."

 

 

2. Cheerleader Corpses

 

**** tastes like gunmetal she said smiling,

the arms of boys drowning in fire reaching for the rungs of my rib cage.

These pills I take in the witching hour.

I imagine I am swallowing you.

 

 

3. Scatology Homework

 

They heckle the gunshy assassin.

Led away in shame.

The chameleon is my favorite animal.

I learned that boys in dresses are ok on the last day of school.

There was a rainbow like a halo over the world.

 

 

4. Trojan Whore

 

Half in darkness she stands in a dress of shrapnel,

smoke and torn flags.

Dragging off cigarettes of human skin.

Eyes like cracked eggshells empty as life.

Her index fingers drip mothers milk like hypodermic needles.

She stumbles through my veins high on ash

and dry **** fiending for love.

 

 

5. Ghost Of A Bullet

 

Fingerprints on my eyes like ten tiny maps to heaven.

Or ten rogue angels torching the house of god.

I fell something pressing against my kidneys.

Maybe a pair of wings.

Maybe the ghost of a bullet.

 

 

6. Heart and Crossbones

 

Stitched together into this beautiful monster animated by starlight.

Pose like a fashion corpse and shed your denim skin my love.

It is just a skull full of chlorine in the septic tank.

 

 

7. Strangled With A Halo

 

Religion in the corner of my eye.

A peeping tom and a hole in the sky.

The last stall on the left as our makeshift confession booth.

Your parents will never know.

Stalked by child's nightmare.

The promise of serpents in the tall grass.

Mother I've been raped in the shadow of a watchtower.

 

 

8. Intimate Slavery

 

Happy birthday you broken child.

Of the barbed ribs and the poison heart.

I would show you the view of life from the floor

but the knees are as far as you go.

I give you exhibit A.

A country girl bludgeoned with an elephant tusk.

I give you everything I have wrapped in a shy kiss for you to use once and then destroy.

 

 

9. Mapplethorpe Grey

 

Androgynous we are.

Ancient statues deformed in desert winds.

Dead children play in mapplethorpe grey.

Midnight orgies at the school for the blind.

Learn to feel all over again.

My name is anonymous.

I taste like everyone.

Medication blurs the last five percent.

 

 

10. Evacuating Heaven

 

Certain things fascinate me.

First I went blind and then the sun went out.

The way you hold a match so steady.

How heaven is collapsing under so much joy.

 

 

11. Tickets To The Car Crash

 

Lovely body twisted into code.

Sayign something profound I'm sure.

She went off like a living firework.

Trauma is sexy.

 

 

12. Naked Trees

 

Once colorful dreams now swing like dead paratroops from the naked trees.

Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar for the carrion perched high atop the naked trees.

A flower on the bed of brittle leaves.

A mass grave of tiny angels fallen from the heavens from the naked trees.

Rot beautiful creature all lifeless and serene.

A patch of scorched earth.

Naked beneath the naked trees.

 

 

13. Sheet Metal Girl

 

I sneak a sniff of her live wire hair.

It is bright red with random sparks.

My bionic sister teaches me inhumanity.

Parting her silver thighs and making love obsolete.

 

 

14. Preacher Crawling

 

I dream sometimes of a brother in red.

The first unborn.

Perhaps the son of god aborted

and tossed and a garbage bag.

Life is black comedy.

Slapstick and vulgarity.

Unworthy of the name.

I still remember where mine went so wrong.

My last night in sodom and my first morning in hell.

 

 

15. Pornographic Memory

 

An entire year of you in a single speck of blood.

The gun smiles your smile and the razor whispers your name.

They are just frigid hands from the other side of the world leading me into winter.

 

 

16. Murder Blossom

 

Dyed red hair, a forest green dress and a pair of kitchen knives,

it was the last time I ever saw a rose.

 

 

17. Body Scout

 

My skin has atrophied.

It has been so long since the last touch.

The maggots play their dead instruments for me.

Devour in the key of E.

Like a symphony of throats and piano wire.

Like explosions in space and prostitutes of fire.

 

 

18. Snuff Film At Eleven

 

This is an advertisement for the skin machine.

Paid for by the people that supply the lash for these pointless acts of self-flaggellation.

The vultures are made up like mockingbirds and they're circling.

It is very important I make for a thin chalk outline.

 

 

19. Hyperviolet

 

Traced in a wet sand her name in perfect cursive.

A love letter to the crescent moon.

By tommorrow it will be gone I told her.

There is no tommorrow she said.

I can feel her in a bikini of coiled snakes dancing into the hiss of the wind.

Postcards from a paradise in flames.

She used to be so right.

So right about everything.

 

 

20. Starbelly

 

Dear everything.

Today I witnessed a crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold.

I've heard people say that beauty is in details,

but I don't think they have ever seen you.

There were mortal wounds inflicted on the sky

and incrminating blue stains on my shirt.

The shirt you bought for me.

Christ it hurts.

Like stars in my belly going supernova.

I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.

Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.

The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.

They were the only ones I still had.

It felt so wrong, just like my life.

I hope I'm dead by the time you read this. I love you.

 

 

21. Junkyard God

 

My knuckles are bleeding on your front door

and these flowers are wilting in the rain.

They were for you and now they are for no one.

They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace.

They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star.

Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass.

She loves it when he wears his skin like that.

In tatters.

 

 

22. Piss Angel

 

Everyone quickly hushed up and took a step back as

Jenifer rose and stood over the girl, examining her

handiwork. Her heart layed motionless beneath her,

seemingly dead. Her eyesockets dry and empty. Her

heels and elbows sprayed and bloodied. Some on-lookers

gasped in horror. Some swooned and fainted

melodramatically. Most just stared in disbelief.

Jennifer reached down between her thighs and pulled

the crotch of her bathing suit to the side - exposing

her vagina. The other girl slowly sat up and began

sliding her fingers into Jennifer. A few minutes

later, her wrists were in, then her elbows. Eventually

she would completely disappear into her womb. Jennifer

tilted her head to the side curiously. She heard the

sound of a rickety-wooden roller-coaster in the

distance. It's passengers screaming in mob terror. She

knew that sooner or later they would realize that the

ride wasn't stopping and they were all going to die.

I see you headless with me caressing your neck. My personal nightfall. An

eclipse of the sunflowers. I feel so invisible. So Unkown. Coffin of dust. An

illegible Tombstone. They finally buried the gravedigger in the sky. I just need to

shower in your amber and bathe in your earth.

 

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Il Principe:

Nessun dorma!... Nessun dorma!...

Tu pure, o Principessa,

nella tua fredda stanza

guardi le stelle che tremano

d'amore e di speranza!

Ma il mio mistero

 

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Remembering tarna, Phosphor, Metadigital, and Visceris.  Drink mead heartily in the halls of Valhalla, my friends!

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Evanesence - Imaginary

 

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming

Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights

Oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming

The goddess of imaginary light

 

In my field of paper flowers

And candy clouds of lullaby

I lie inside myself for hours

and watch my purple sky fly over me

 

I linger in the doorway

Of alarm clock screaming monsters won't remind me

Let me stay

Where the wind will whisper to me

Where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story

 

If you need to leave the the world you live in

Lay your head down and stay a while

Though you may not rember dreaming

Something waits for you to breath again

 

In my field of paper flowers

And candy clouds of lullaby

I lie inside myself for hours

And watch my purple sky fly over me

Just because you're a bit thinner than your even fatter mum it doesn't mean you're in excellent physical shape, if you could fit through the door and view the normal people you'd notice that cheeseburger boy. Squid suck.

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