1. Atavist Animus

(intro)

2. Atom To Adam

Godless
Lawless
Stifled
Bondage

The grubs are fastened
In sackcloth and ashes
We are the children
Of amnesia of heaven

Their cries go unrequited
Lost in the deathly air
Mute sky and the godless black
Soft secrets of despair

Grim breath
Blistered stitch
Picked to bits
Corrupt what's left

Demons making monsters
Inject them with the toxin
Like Ishmael and the whale
Impale, impale, impale

Lord of lies
Kingdom of bones
Starve their minds
Atom to Adam

You who hate
You who rape
And contaminates
Atom to Adam

The grubs are fastened
In sackcloth and ashes
We are the children
Of amnesia in heaven

Inside this broken body
My soul is cold and throbbing
Subversive verses leave my lips
God is an atheist

Iron kiss
Thickest drug
Eat the meat
Of the young

Demons making monsters
Inject them with the toxin
Like Ishmael and the whale
Impale, impale, impale

Lord of lies
Kingdom of bones
Starve their minds
Atom to Adam

You who hate
You who rape
And contaminates
Atom to Adam

The grubs are fastened
In sackcloth and ashes
We are the children
Of the amnesia of heaven

Fucking shitsucking cowards building towers
Of Babel gagging your servants with perverted
Gavels atom to Adam to atom to Adam to atom

Trap them and brand them like
Cattle and shackle their spirits

Godless
Lawless
Stifled
Bondage

We are the victims of
The amnesia of heaven
Do unto
Do unto
Do unto
Others

Their cries go unrequited
Lost in the deathly air
Fist-fuck their face!
God doesn't care!

Grim breath
Blistered stitch
Picked to bits
Corrupt what's left

Demons making monsters
Inject them with the toxin
Like Ishmael and the whale
Impale, impale, impale

Lord of lies
Kingdom of bones
Starve their minds
Atom to Adam

You who hate
You who rape
And contaminates
Atom to Adam

Admit what you did
Admit what you did

Godless
Lawless
Godless
Mea culpa

3. Drunk On The Blood Of Saints

Lock and load
Kill em all
Let the lord
Sort em out

Fortifying lies for the Triggerman
A honey-tongued devil do as she commands
Psychotic! So patriotic!
The passive mammals can sleep
Cuz we worship

Guns and god
Half-witted crones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Guns and god
Half-witted clones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Dripping stagnant life
Into crooked mouths
Sacrificial communion of
Bullet rounds
Incited by heavenly
Silence
The sheeple in the steeple
Justify the violence

Guns and god
Half-witted crones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Guns and god
Half-witted clones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Magna mater!
Instigator!
Agitator!

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

Fortifying lies into
Crooked mouths
Suckling piglets of the
Holy sow
Myopic! So patriotic!
The passive mammals
Repeat their corrupted
Vows

While the morning commute salutes the flag
A sacrificial communion
Of body bags
Incited by heavenly
Silence
The sheeple in the steeple
Justify the violence

Guns and god
Half-witted crones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Guns and god
Half-witted clones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload

Magna mater!
Instigator!
Agitator!

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

Cadaver dogs and body bags
For the kids
Disciples with rifles
On the ridge

Standing in line of the firing squad
Going off half-cocked for your cause
An army of mouths, sucking you down
Lock and load! Lock and load! Pump the poison out!

Ready, aim!
Ready to strike!
Ready, aim!
Ready to strike!

Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!
Kill em all!

Let the lord sort em out

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

Drunk on the blood of saints!
Drunk on the blood of saints!

Mother of harlots
Sleeping with serpents

Drunk on the blood of saints!

4. Remember To Forget

Hush now, close your eyes
open your mouth, swallow lies

Hush now, close your eyes
open your mouth, swallow, swallow lies

Moth breath fluttering
He whispered to me
the violence of silence

We have a terrible secret that we
must never repeat
& if i do, he'll dedicate his life to
ripping me to shreds

Remember to forget.

Poison crown of regret
Sucking life like funeral flies
Shadow of Oedipus
Eat the fever; knife the eyes

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

I hope you die like swine surrounded
by starving dogs
I'm stained by your sin like the
blood soaked boards of the cross

Between the Devil & the deep sea,
you'll find me
dreaming evil endlessly, aroused by
life's fantasies

What do you do when dreams come
true and it's all so ordinary?
Stitch the wounds of complacency
and hide your eyes from reality?

I am the shape of a God lifting up
the sky.

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

insurrection
INSURRECTION

I kicked you out of bed
stabbed knives into the walls
poured gas over your head
struck a match in the hall

This will remind you
This will remind you
This will remind you the burden
we carry
This will remind you
This will remind you
This will remind you the razors are ready

Room after room I hunt the darkened
world for you
Casket black, dried & cracked, ashes
among the dunes
But I've gone blind in time to lose
you to the dark
Now I'm immune to you and your
whorish heart

Hus now close your eyes
Open your mouth, swallow lies
Hush now you're all mine
Close your eyes, close your eyes

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

Remember
to forget
to relent
to surrender

5. Skin Of The Master

A soft procession of endless hymns
swallowing bullets like sleeping pills

Across the floor of an ancient room
it was not God, it was not the moon
the knives come out to protect the nest
crying out in the wilderness

THEY ARE NOT MEN.
THEY ARE A FLOCK.
MINDLESS QUARRY.
LESS THAN LIVESTOCK.

THEY ARE NOT MEN.
THEY ARE A FLOCK.
THEY'RE HERE TO
CUT THEM UP

INSIDE LIKE SINE BROKEN
BLOATED HIVE MIND WET WORMS
OF HATE DEVOTED TO DECAY
INSIDE MY MIND HIDDEN BEASTS
RUN WILD UNTIL THE PREY SUBSIDES
THE HUNGER WILL REMAIN

a soft procession of endless hymns
swallowing bullets like sleeping pills

the sound of the axe in the chipping block
The smell of the skin from afar
The night coils on to its cruel end
Crying out in the wilderness

They are not men.
they are a flock.
Mindless quarry.
Less than livestock.

They are not men.
They are a flock.
They're here to
cut them up

Inside like sine broken
Bloated hive mind wet worms
Of hate devoted to decay
Inside my mind hidden beasts
Run wild until the prey subsides
The hunger will remain

my worst fear is coming true I think
I am becoming you
my worst fear is coming true I think
I am becoming you
skin of the master; mouth of the slave

my worst fear is coming true I think
I am becoming you
my worst fear is coming true I think
I am becoming you
skin of the master; mouth of the slave

the sound of the axe
the smell of the skin
the night boils on

They are not men.
they are a flock.
Mindless quarry.
Less than livestock.

They are not men.
They are a flock.
They're here to
cut them up

Inside like sine broken
Bloated hive mind wet worms
Of hate devoted to decay
Inside my mind hidden beasts
Run wild until the prey subsides
The hunger will remain

Inside my mind, wet worms
Of hate devoted to decay
Devoted to betray
The hunger will remain

They are not men.
They are not men.
They are not men.

6. We Dream Like Lions

We dream like lions
warm in the frost
fresh from the kill
tiny teeth and claws
We dream like lions

Deep beneath the loam
The windows of his soul
Ash on the watery glass
Broken but still whole

A halo of barbwire
A frozen night of fire
Oh, so cold

We dream like lions
below and above
the wooly little lambs
that look a lot like us
We dream like lions

The dark poles of the weeping trees cradle him close in the heavy breeze.
Crumbs for the crows slow empire of worms.
We sing the cry of countless broken souls,
"the world is made of razorblades, they choke on the words they'll never say,
I wish it could change, but it will always be this way."

We dream like lions
warm in the frost
fresh from the kill
tiny teeth and claws
We dream like lions

We dream like lions
below and above
the wooly little lambs
that look a lot like us
We dream like lions

7. I, Alone

LOUD & PROUD
LOUD & PROUD

Alone, in the crowd

Sometimes I feel
more dead than alive
Sometimes I feel
I can do it this time
Sometimes I feel
so empty inside
Sometimes I feel
like I'm losing my mind
Sometimes I feel
like trash cast aside
Sometimes I feel
suffocated by the lies

I want to burn it
I want to hurt them
The spider readies the web

May the bridges I burn light
my way
isolated in defiance, I will
remain
May the bridges I burn light
my way
I will never comply, I'll forever defy

I'm strange
I'm odd
I'm queer
I'm flawed
I'm one of a kind

I'm strange
I'm odd
I'm queer
I'm flawed
I am divine

Alone, in the crowd

Sometimes I feel nothing at all
Sometimes I feel everything is
my fault
Sometimes I feel
the hate break my mind
Sometimes I feel they deserve it this time
Sometimes I feel my scars are for rent
Sometimes I feel my hands
around their necks

I want to crush them
I want to hurt them
The spider readies the web

May the bridges I burn light
my way
Isolated in defiance, I will
remain
May the bridges I burn light
my way
I will never comply, I'll forever
defy

I'm strange
I'm odd
I'm queer
I'm flawed
I'm one of a kind

I'm strange
I'm odd
I'm queer
I'm flawed
I am divine

Don't let the heavy drapes of
the world drag you down

I don't wanna be complete
I don't wanna be content
I don't wanna be perfect
I don't wanna be like them

Loud & Proud
Loud & Proud

I don't wanna be complete
I don't wanna be content
I don't wanna be perfect
I don't wanna be like them

May the bridges I burn light
my way
isolated in defiance, I will
remain
May the bridges I burn light
my way
I will never comply, I'll forever
defy

Loud & Proud
Loud & Proud

8. Baby's Breath

The soft sound of snow crunching
underfoot gives me comfort.
Her building is at the end of the block.
She lives on the north side.
Bottom floor. Middle apartment.
I see her: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 steps.
Wrong key. Lock clicks. She drops her
coat and scarf in the entry and
kicks off those...vixen shoes.
She shuffles to the kitchen and pours
a glass of scotch. (I am inside)
She lights a cigarette and blows
the smoke over the match. (She doesn't notice)

The gray smog rises from her
lips like a cremation furnace.
The simple elegance of this quiet
moment is almost irresistible.
(But, I wait)

She slugs back the scotch,
finishes her smoke and ashes it
in the sink. She unties her hair
and enters the hallway, past the
childless bedroom with the empty
crib, past the altar coated in wax
like a wedding cake, and the tiny
packages of meat, dead flowers,
and baby's breath.

She enters the bathroom, where
she undresses. She sits on the
edge of the bath. Her naked body
folded in half, heavy tits hanging
like mushy stalactites over her
lap. (Oh, precious) She closes her
eyes and holds her head as if it
might float away.

For a moment, my thoughts drift
again, this time to the hammer
I am holding. The handle is
smooth as bone, the forged steel
head is heavy, and I feel powerful.
She reaches for the faucet
and I snap back to the moment.
Bubbles brim the edge of the
tub. Her fingers check the water
temperature and I am ready.

I move behind her. She doesn't
hear. I swing the hammer. She
doesn't see. I crack her skull.
She's in the tub. Face down. I am
drowning her, mashing her head
to the bottom, knifing the claw of
the hammer into her spine and
ribs over and over and over and
over and over and over and over
and over and....

Her body stops pretending to
care and surrenders as it is supposed
to. just to be sure, I press
hard, keeping her head beneath
the bloody water a few moments
more. Her neck snaps, her nose
breaks, and her face collapses
against the bottom of the tub. I
see my reflection in the mirror
and soapy foam has formed a half
smile over the black nylon mask I
am wearing

I lean to her. The water glistens
like glass. I hover over the
surface, soft breath causing tiny
quakes, and whisper, "I have done
to you what nature has done to me."

She doesn't reply.

I stand and turn off the light.
The room is dark and empty.
Just like I am now.

9. Fists Fall

No more tears
Stand up to your fears

Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody
Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody

No more tears

I was born to be broken
(Broken)
Calling, gagging, spitting, falling, bleeding, begging vermin
I exist without purpose
(Purpose)
Teach me, tell me, push me, hurt me, hit me harder

Fists fall like rain
On my knees, but I'm not afraid
Cowards die everyday
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall but fighting back
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall but fighting back
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall but fighting back

And now that you see me
I'm terrified

Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody
Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody

No more tears

I am on the brink of destruction
Pushing, pulling, nagging, feeling sweet seduction
I've had enough
Of the lies and the alibis on your lips

Fists fall like rain
On your knees, you look so afraid
Cowards die everyday
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall, but fighting back
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall, but fighting back
I'll face the attack
Pressed to the wall, but fighting back

And now that you see me
I'm terrified

Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody
Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody

Standing over me, my body
His fists swollen and bloody
My marks and raw scars
I'm not gonna take it anymore
I'm sick of this shit
Not gonna flinch
If I gotta go down, it'll be swinging
You will see you can't break me
I'm not gonna take it anymore

Keep your knuckles bloody
No more tears
No more fears
Strike the anchors
Use your anger
Defy the master
Break the rules

Keep your pride locked up inside
It belongs to you
They think they're stronger, bigger, better
But they're just jealous cowards
Fuck what they say
Fuck what they think
About us

Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody
Keep your voices raised
Keep your knuckles bloody
Cowards

And now that you see me
Now that you see me
Now that you see me
Now that you see me
You are terrified
You are terrified
You are terrified

10. Stay

These days of
rage have left
their stain on me.
I've pummeled
this world to dust
I've broken these
men of blood
Now I wake naked,
in the debris

But I'm sick of
fighting, sick of
trying
everything
mounting up sky
high and I must
thus

TRUST NO ONE
STAY FROZEN

My moment is
here
The enemy's
drawing near so

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
BREAK

These chains that
bury me.
Enemy. Bury me.
Stay the fuck
away, stay the
fuck away.

It comes down
to this
Your face, my fist

It comes down to
my life or yours,
my life or yours.
All I'll ever do is
hurt you.

stay no
go away
stay no
go away
stay no
go away
don't go
don't go

These days of
rage have left
their stain on me
I see, enemies everywhere
all the time
enemies everywhere
on all sides

Some are blind,
some are useless
Most have succumbed to divine
pollution
human sewage
hurt them first
shoot the
wounded
hope hurts

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
BREAK

These chains that
bury me.
Enemy. Bury me.
Stay the fuck
away, stay the
fuck away.

It comes down
to this
your face, my fist

It comes down to
my life or yours,
my life or yours.
All I'll ever do is
hurt you.

Alone in my own
mind
no maps, no roads
the world is full
of ghosts

It's my life or
yours
It's my life or
yours
All I'll ever do is
hurt you.

Abandoned
Stranded
Betrayed
With friends like
these, I need my enemies

Dissected
Neglected
Erased
With friends like
these, I need my
enemies

Abandoned
Stranded
Betrayed
With friends like
these, I need my enemies

Dissected

With friends like
these,
I need my enemies
I need my enemies
I need my enemies

These days of
rage have left
their stain on ME

It comes down
to this
Your face, my fist

It comes down to
my life or yours,
my life or yours.
All I'll ever do is
hurt you.

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
BREAK

These chains that
bury me.
Enemy. Bury me.

STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!
STAY AWAY
STAY AWAY
STAY!

Stay the fuck
away.
Stay the fuck
away.

11. Bible Belt

There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me.
Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick.
A soft, slow secretion of indifference slopping through the hollow suit I use as a body.

They say these are the words of a damaged mind.

But not I.
To me, this is insurgency.

I used to dream of being inside the womb.
Fetal universe, black holes and emptiness.
Orbiting the massive planet of my mother's booming heart.
Tiny yolk body, tethered like an astronaut, adrift in the tranquil spume of desolate bliss.
Tiny fingers inching from chubby stems,
reaching for that great thumping whoosh of blood and power that wobbled like a snarling god above me.
My fibrous head translucent as a bell jar,
would search with great staring eyes deep into the godless dark for a light,
for a sign, for anything other than indifference.
But the universe would never oblige.

Look upon me: a daughter of a child and a monster.

Frozen without cold feeling nothing unsure, uninspired, veins full of air, soul fading into the umbra

Who are they to say what is moral when they are broken?
Who are they to say anything about us?

All this, all this,
and I want to sledgehammer
and leave nothing but dust

to dust
to dust
to dust

Strangled by a Bible Belt
Strangled by a Bible Belt
Strangled by a Bible Belt
Strangled by a Bible Belt
Strangled by a Bible Belt
Strangled by a Bible Belt

12. Not To Touch The Earth

оригинал: The Doors

Not to touch the earth
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do, but
Run, run, run
Let's run
Let's run

House upon the hill
Moon is lying still
Shadows of the trees
Witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside

Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, not goin' very far
To the East to meet the Czar
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run

Some outlaws lived by the side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!

We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside the evenin'
Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Soon, soon, soon
Moon, moon, moon
I will get you

Sooooooooooooooooooon!!!!!!!

I am the Lizard King
I can do anything...