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angelspit lyrics.....
Posted Jul 27, 2007 at 9:39 AM
100%
dip my tail in blood ink
Write it down in red
Scribe the words "Happy meal"
Right across your head
Tired of getting walked on
Treated like a sheep
Don't blame me for all the years
That you were asleep
Relax
God is in control
Watch the dot
Take your meds
Obey my demands
Trust my dog
Time for surgery
(Relax)
God is in control
Watch the dot
Take your meds
Obey my demands
Trust my dog
Shut your eyes your dead
Televised mass poison
Spitting at the screen
Keep the masses deluded
With fabricated dreams
Powdered God in a bag
From the Vatican
I want you to fuck off
As hard as you can
Heaven has burst open
Now it's raining bones
The chaos will erode you
Breeding little clones
Born of a fallen rib
From the Monkey's womb
Overcooked by cathode rays
Evolved to consume
Last time was the last time...
Eating from the butcher's slab
Becoming what they meet
Restrained and roasted while they gorge
Strapped into the seat
Bathing in your arrogance
Dining will ensue
God made me a cannibal
To fix problems like you
Last time was the last time...
this time, you're 100% fucked.
Oh fashionista loving you mista
Relieve the pain, pull a little tighter
Dandy man workin' at typewriter
Head count eaten by the grinder
Nose to the grind for 8 hours of hate
Marching to the orders of the fashionist state
smacked out pretty doll rock-a-billy tats
Fake hair, Piercings and fries with that
A la mode a la mort
Constricted bound, tied up
A la mode a la mort
Held up with a rubber cup
Perfect shape through carnal bonsai
Spank the monkey 'til she bleeds peroxide
get in line roll a dollar debase
Turn to the right, attention deface
Transdermal luxury Premium hind
Modify the body, pacify the mind
Churned out grrl-bot in Stereo
Seasonal depression material
Vanity is all right, is really all right. Little miss world
miss big bang sweetie
Vanity is all right, is really all right. Miss universe
miss the point completely
colour me by numbers I'm bound to please
beautiful and deadly, the bomb shell sleaze
Literati breeds Thigh hi dogma
Gothed out malibu muther-fucker
Brutal acts of sapiens leave Jehovah in disgust
creative acts of clever monkeys leaves the devil envious
Add up all of Hades' blessings Total all of heavens' curse
Let you know we've done it better Horrifically we did it worse
I am the 6th son of the 6th son of the 6th son I am the borged again son of war
Technology's child, daughter of rebellion, son of a bitch blossom of a whore
I am a god-killing virus, destruction with 8 arms, monster with seven severed heads
I am the son of mars, cleansed with infected blood, vile disease walking on 2 legs
The devil made me do it
Wreak Havoc (Right now right now RIOT NOW/ Unleash hell)
dirty human gone insane Outshadows any part of Hell
Hope and horror mixed in blood a seething mass out of control
Our shining future in revolt while senile gods are in retreat
Left right wrong right Makes the heavens obsolete
I am beyond god I am human I am the razor blade on the communion tray
I am a freak in control not a control freak, I am the sheep that got away,
I am burning but never consumed, determined with nothing to lose
I am who I am who I am who I am who am I?
The devil made me do it
Wreak Havoc (Right now right now RIOT NOW/ Unleash hell
pretty girl pretty boy pretty insane pretty fucked up
Made real put into action, surgically atoned to perfection
Made flesh, son of bland, fuck your plans for redemption
Your tongue, bores me numb
Terror toma carcinoma, thinking of you
Shallow opinion,
acid fetish toy in the shape of…
YOU look very beautiful,
deranged, debauched, denude on that stainless steel cot
Enter Herr Surgeon,
take up the bowie knife and play join the dots.
Vena Carver Heart Starter the Doctor is in.......
Your fist, Judas Kiss
Writhing carcass, new Lazarus Ravenous blood
Razor, Devil Child
Drugged up, Aristocrat, completely…
Fucked up with formalities
Empty, Heiress, Tantrums, Psycho with a gun
Finger heresies
Clean out the poison when you cut out your tongue
Heart removed neatly with a bowie knife
Pick up the blade and join the dots
Vena Carver Heart Starter the Doctor is in (sane)
FUCK FASHION
VERSE 1
My trigger finger loves to hate me
takes to the knife for a vivisection
X kilograms of flesh to shave off
taste like a replicant injection
BRIDGE 1
soul rot
in stock
buy now
it's hot
runt of the batch
all itch no scratch
CHORUS
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Suck my addiction coz you got to
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Spit out victims fashion FUCK YOU
VERSE 2
bitch poured into a velvet corset
feeling the pinch of a cunt eat cunt world
pig auctioned to the highest looser
cling wrapped in latex suck it in sow
BRIDGE 2
soul rot
in stock
buy now
it's hot
genome throw back
all itch no scratch
CHORUS
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Suck my addiction coz you got to
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Spit out victims fashion FUCK YOU
VERSE 3
shut up assimilate
redundant shelf life
dead mass of putrefaction
spoon fed somaclones
bleeding square eyes
cradle to the grave on corporate venom
BRIDGE 3
soul rot
in stock
buy now
it's hot
runt of the batch
all itch no scratch
CHORUS
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Suck my addiction coz you got to
FUCK FASHION
FUCK (FUCK) FASHION
Spit out victims fashion FUCK YOU
INFECT
VERSE 1
teeth, nailing
their own tongues
anger raising up in torn lungs
rack, shackled
in torture
severed veins reach up in rapture
BUILD UP 1
crawl into
nightfall
fetuses in
plastic walls
black tempest
the snake
madly scraping
back the fake
CHORUS
Rip skin
bind fist
infect the mother
flick the switch
grind skull
god’s shit
infect the mother
flick the switch
VERSE 2
slash, pretty
when she dreams
stalking breath as leather screaming
hail, mary
horror beads
eyes that cut through shadows seething
BUILD UP 2
choke frantic
constrain
manically scratch off the stain
virgin daughters
in line
marching off to matricide
CHORUS
Rip skin
bind fist
infect the mother
flick the switch
grind skull
god’s shit
infect the mother
flick the switch
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