1. GOD MACHINE

Strapped into the chair the needle now descents as they lick
Their cracking lips their twitching never ends blood beneath
Their finger nails, swallow all my pain dirty needles break
The skin now suck hard as I drain sunken eyes, a twisted spine
A whiter shade of pale rockabilly man come to pound the coffin
Nails inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs their machine
Is coming carried on a million legs waking in the sleep of
Reason winter is the forever season lick thy mother's bleeding
Lips from this glass of hate we sip fuck the glass we pump the
Keg kill conception at the egg her chin is wet with someone's
Hate love, disfigure, amputate can you remember how it felt to
Be alive? Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they
Cannot cry fuck you deities of dying love we have shot them
Down from the skies above screaming convulsing my eyes are
Bleeding be silent now and take you beating I wonder how long
You would live with a bullet un your gut I wonder how much
Shit you'd talk if your throat was cut I wonder what you'd
Sound like begging me to let you breath I wonder how much pain
It would take to make you all believe


2. THE MORTICIAN'S FLAME

Hunter of tears, relative pain
Half of this world is dark with the stain
The stain of unknowing the dead flower buds
On smiling lips is innocent blood, oh yeah

The corpse of your god can only rot and grow cold
Now promise me you'll kill me before I get old
I hear you on the telephone,yeah moaning my doom
A cold woman will kill me in a darkened room

Just enough, a heart attack
Seal up my black body bag
Take me home and hate me, love
Bite the hand of our lost love

Take your time and take your life
Amputate with this dull knife
Heaven's meat is on the stick
Stir my pain with an ice pick
Pick, pick, pick (x3)

The chain-saw smile of the mortician shines
I still got all my fingers but somewhere I lost my mind
I can smell abortion on you, I can see through
I take the gun out of my mouth and point it at you


3. LORD OF THIS WORLD (BLACK SABBATH COVER)

You're searching for your mind don't know where to start
Can't find the key to fit the lock on your heart
You think you know but you are never quite sure
Your soul is ill but you will not find a cure.

Your world was made for you by someone above
But you chose evil ways instead of love.
You made me master of the world where you exist
The soul I took from you was not even missed.

Lord of this world
Evil possessor
Lord of this world
He's your confessor now!


You think you're innocent you've nothing to fear,
You don't know me, you say, but isn't it clear?
You turn to me in all your worldly greed and pride,
But will you turn to me when it's your turn to die? Yeah


4. WHAT COLOR IS DEATH?

What color is death?
The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
Sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death
I don't want you
I want your flesh
Close my eyes and dream of death
Slip away and take a breath
Rivers running dark and cool
How can nothingness be cruel?
What color is death?
The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh
Sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death
I don't want you
I want your flesh
Close my eyes and dream of death
Slip away and take a breath
Rivers running dark and cool
How can nothingness be cruel?
Trip with me and meet the sun
Orgasm of light
Suck the world inside yourself
Spitting forth the night
Douse their minds in gasoline
Drop the burning match
Eggs are laid in alien love
I wait for them to hatch
I listen to the trees
They hum and hold hands with the moon
Insects whisper sweet nothings
The solar system blooms
The skulls of babies grow within
The garden of the soul
Where the girls run barefoot and all life lives uncontrolled
Come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
Never mind the cold black truth
That stains the kitchen tile
Come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile
Never mind the cold black truth
That stains the kitchen tile


5. FINGER PAINTINGS OF THE INSANE

Turning the knife buried in your stomach
I woke up alive black with stain
Glistening and new, the sunsets coming
Fingerpaintings of the insane

Come on and sterilize me
Kneel down and idolize me
Suck me
Fuck me
Resurrect me
Rut me
Cut me and infect me
Slice me
Dice me
I want to die screaming

The thoughts of dead babies
Wiped away with my semen

Bleed me
Feed me and inject me
Feel me
Kill me
Then dissect me

The pigs will squeal
Their blood will drain
Fingerpaintings of the insane
Slice the throats of authority
Look deep past the skin and you will see
I am the messiah
I am the messiah

Greasy smoke billows into the sky
Cockroach dreams, the human dust of pain
Twitching, screaming, hide your razor face
Fingerpaintings of the insane

Come on and sterilize me
Kneel down and idolize me
Suck me
Fuck me
Resurrect me
Rut me
Cut me and infect me
Slice me
Dice me
I want to die screaming

The thoughts of dead babies
Wiped away with my semen

Bleed me
Feed me and inject me
Feel me
Kill me
Then dissect me

Bloody mountian momma
Rockabilly machine
Kiddy porn baby with a mouth for disease
Gidd'y up honey
My rubber fuck doll
When your candle's snuffed out
I'll burn brighter then before
Pink poinsettias for emotion that died

Rape the mother
Kill the father....


6. DOPE FIEND

Why do you love, to lick my wounds why do you love to twist my
Pain, why do you love to suck! My life why do you look so dead
Kill me I'm a dope fiend do not touch me for I am unclean kill
You television do it for god kill the corpse holding the cre-
Dit card screaming insects hail the queen welcome the killer
Home hold me close to your dead heart and let the rapist roam
Put your bloody hands on me whisper in my ear burning bodies
Keep us warm and have for a million years yeah mother fucker
I'm high and I'm thankful just to be alive


7. IN-A-GADDA-DA-VIDA (IRON BUTTERFLY COVER)

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey,
Don't you know that I love you?
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby,
Don't you know that i'll always be true?

Oh, won't you come with me
And take my hand?

Oh, won't you come with me
And walk this land?

Please take my hand!

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[Solos]

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8. SCREAM OF THE BUTTERFLY

A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scapel shines in god's sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..i'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I'm getting bored

There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything

Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..i'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak

With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myslef of you

She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly

I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road

I like the scream of the butterfly


9. NOTHINGNESS

I almost heard the Planet sigh ...
I almost felt it's breath ...
... But the God of this land DIED

I feel the spirit leave
The dry blood of the cockroach kind
Fill the SIDEWALK CRACKS
I blow a kiss ... ... And slit my fuckin' wrist

I CAN SEE THE DARK ... TURN ... BLACK ...

Twisted coathanger ... The ABORTION of your DREAMS ...
Even though your mouth is shut... Inside i hear you scream ...

Feeling the tumor growing inside ...
What little bit of joy you had ...
... Slit it's wrists AND DIED

No sunset ... The horizons ... BLACK ...
Standin' on the edge
I ain't never lookin' back


10. TRANQUILIZED

Sedated and lazy, cold skies full of blue
The sun burns forever, it reminds me of you
On your dead shore the sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
I will make it through even without you
My sky will be blue, I live tranquilized

Slow motion, liquid universe I'm feeling nowhere
It don't matter where we're goin' 'cause I already been there
On your dead shore the sand is warm
She hides her tears and quickly lets it die
They're dying of rabies, eating their babies
In fields of dead daisies, I live tranquilized

I live... I live... I live... I live...
I live... I live... I live... I live...
Tranquilized

I'm numb and unfeeling
So I just burn and stare at the ceiling
I'm here but so far away
I see your mouth movin' but can't hear what you say
And I don't think I give a fuck anyway


11. JEZEBEL

Her throat is soft her lips are red her thighs re white her
Heart is dead jezabell red rope burns around her wrists her
Blood is cold a serpent's kiss do you need love whore? I like
To hear you beg she's crouched down in the corner with her
Hands between her legs jezabell broken glass and dirty need-
Les, soul erosion truth electric god our superman found dead
In a telephone booth shards of teeth ice pick abortions orgas-
Mic death, so warm let's die screamin' black goat semen I
Can't hear you whisper 'conform' hearts will stop and brain
Cells pop apocalyptic sunshine high she screams bloody murder
As they chop off her fingers so this is how it feels to die
But it's o.k. She was screamin' bout conspiracy talkin' bout
Takin' sides I was masturbating just contemplating the cold
Love of suicide, hearts will stop and brain cells pop apoca-
Lyptic sunshine high she screams bloody murder as they chop
Off her fingers so this is how it feels to die


12. SICK INSIDE

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