The Chapeltown Rag
Read all about it if you want to know
Read all about what they want you to know
Everything is god online, and it's as evil as it gets
This is not a fuckin' trick, either follow or repent no choice
Get infected by a vertical event check the meter, check your watch
Are they ever gonna stop runnin' out of daylight, nighttime is better
But we know how to handle the truth, motherfucker
Scandalous know-it-all, feedback chamber
Nobody wants the proof, they want a number
We don't deny what is wrong with our lives
We can't decide what is left of our right to silence our remains
Buried in the back and I'm sick and alive hollow as a breath, the further you dive
How I missed your honesty you never miss with your intensity
You're gonna need a new disguise vessels burst, veins release just slide into the nearest lie
My god all the ligatures are getting tight, like a style
Murder another mouth before the trial
Scalpel and then you scalp 'em to fucking death
Kills for the other vampires and surrogates
It's a ploy for attention and evidence
All your fucking monsters are flaws in your common sense
Do the dance while the shovels are breaking dirt
Everybody mind your fuckin' business or you get hurt
We don't deny what is wrong with our lives
We can't decide what is left of our right to silence our remains
Buried in the back and I'm sick and alive hollow as a breath, the further you dive
How I missed your namasthe you never miss with your integrity
You're gonna need a new disguise vessels burst, veins release just slide into the nearest lie
Read all about it if you want to know (Everything is god online)
Read all about it if you want to know (Everything is god online)
Read all about it if you want to know
Stoned like a beast on a chain lookin' dead
Feeling strange, what the fuck I'm material to sew into the stains
Like a catalogue of pain, like a martyr in restraints
I can kill with a will, and it's stronger every day
I'm a knife, I'm a gun, I'm a slit, I'm a scar
I'm a scream, I'm a death, I'm a threat, I'm afraid
That you will never understand I'm not the same
You better call the triple 9, I want a face
That you can only recognize I'm afraid
When everything is god online, nothing is
When everything is god online, nothing is
The Dying Song (Time To Sing)
Put your hands into the water let your mouth go sick and dry
Put your life into your death now let them sing until you die
Radical rather than rhetorical, babble like an oracle
Why am I always in your debt father and the son and the holy ghost
Communist comatose, show me all the wagers are a bet
The middle of a nuclear winter is a modern achievement of the retro apocalyptic horde
Satan? You must be mistaken, there are no more satans only the bosses on the board
Forget, deny, ignore, nice try, it's you regret, rely, remorse inside of you
Maybe you've been down too long maybe you've been down too long
The heart begins to suffer when the soul has given up
And the flesh is barely more than bone when no one else is listening
Only when you've had enough time to sing this dying song alone
Maybe you've been down too long maybe you've been down too long
Think hard, you bastards you're gonna tell me why
If I don't get an answer you're gonna sing and die
Think hard, you bastards you're gonna tell me why
If I don't get an answer you're gonna sing and die
The heart begins to suffer when the soul has given up
And the flesh is barely more than bone when no one else is listening
Only when you've had enough time to sing this dying song alone
Unsainted
I'm just weathering a rough patch
Another villain with an itch to scratch
Denial is the darkest when you live in a hole
Why does the hell make you feel so cold?
Make a move and you pay for it pick a lord and you pray to it
You're so demanding when you want the truth but your stories don't read for me
I'll never kill myself to save my soul I was gone, but how was I to know?
I didn't come this far to sink so low I'm finally holding on to letting go
Indecision overload keep a buckle on the devil and your eyes on the road
Reaching out for the hand of God but did you think you'd shake your own?
This killing field is all grown over the motherfucker wants it wild
Go sow your oats in alphabetical order the anti-antagonist is back in style
Myopic, cannot see straight dystopic, one sin too late
You gotta lie if you wanna believe but your bibles don't work on me
I'll never kill myself to save my soul I was gone, but how was I to know?
I didn't come this far to sink so low I'm finally holding on to letting go
Did you think you could win and fill me in?
Did you think you could do it again? I'm not your sin
I was all that you wanted and more, but you didn't want me
I was more than you thought I could be so I'm setting you free, I'm setting you free
You've killed the saint in me how dare you martyr me you've killed the saint in me
I'll never kill myself to save my soul I was gone, but how was I to know?
I didn't come this far to sink so low I'm finally holding on to letting go
You've killed the saint in me how dare you martyr me?
You've killed the saint in me how dare you martyr me?
Killers Are Quiet
Cycle of life and death supposedly goes around and around yet it stops with me
Glorious hunter of my faith I have sinned killers are quiet like the the breath of the wind
Filling the shadows with forms of my own raised by kindred of Get I was born
Abomination world in disarray killers are quiet when they seek the vitae
Reflection beckons a portal shard spiritual quest I must stay in guard
Stepping sideways betweens worlds I shift killers are quiet when they are born with the gift
Beautiful Anguish cast out by my race now one that's Ageless I save my own face
I write my own laws with Death I break bread killers are quiet when they come from my head
Carve
I salt my wounds then lick 'em clean a cloud of dust then I'm gone
Always dealing with that and this I released then I believe
64 elimination we'll make you understand how we feel,
Fascination, I need a gun, I need a gun to carve your pain I see,
Carve! There's something inside! Carve! There's nothing inside!
Carve! There's something inside! Carve! It's not done till over
Carve! There's something inside! Carve! There's nothing inside!
Carve! There's something inside! Carve!
You're in your place trapped, you're gonna get your face slapped,
Bring more, slice, dice and penalize, gonna get slam dunk,
You fat ass punk, you stick your own face yet you can't afford your own place,
I am gonna give you a little more gonna make you wanna to take it,
Thank you anyways, I am just taking you roll your ass force you to pass,
Least I am not fucked whatcha going to do when God sees through you,
You are fake you want it even louder eyes and ears listen to what we say,
So there is no way to eliminate I want it all I am going to show you how to be deceiving,
SEE What your lies have done
YOU You are the one
YOU Are in your place trapped
YOUR Have gotten retrapped
YOU ARE GONE YOU ARE MINE!!
YOU SHOW YOUR OWN FACE TRAPPED
YOU JUST GOT TRAPPED CARVE
Coleslaw
All the pins are out nothing is leaking any more
No less than a thousand times my brain's been scattered about forced to deal with suffering
I make it more than a hobby leave my past behind me
Life... LIFE Show me, show me, SHOW ME
Now the pins are back in I'm through with resort
Just one more time to keep my face in LIFE
Smile, while the blade slides down your face pain, for at least 2 or 3 days
You, will come to love all your scars feel, all the blessed release
SMILE, WHILE THE BLADE SLIDES DOWN YOUR FACE
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