Number Six

yukkuri arukeba ii,. chotto bukiyou demo ii,. ima kimi to utaitainda. chippokena It's your song. . itsumo, itsudatte sou sa, kenkashite kara kizuku. sora ga konna ni mabushii nante.

Mrs. Hayes

Mrs. Hayes. Takes a fork. And stabs in her husband's neck. . Rips his tounge. From his throat.. and slashes at his fatty jowls.. . It's just a dream. A drunken dream.

Mirror Ball

Taezu kuri kaeshite hide and seek. Hikari to yami no kousa ga. Kimi to boku no kyoukaisen. Senhiki futari wo hedateta. Nijinda eye liner kuroi namida wo otosu.

Mother Of Christ

No.. Feeling..Buxom.. Feeling...Buxom.. Feeling...nice.. Nice.. . It's inside of me(6x). . Mother of Christ.. I wanna feel what Mary felt.(Mother of Christ).

Akatsuki

"Who was the one who led me by the hand?" Memories of childhood. Whenever I awoke, the dream always disappeared in a bubble, vividly. . The orange-coloured rain doesn't wet my cheeks.

Millennium

Sitting in the sun. Waiting for the millennium. They say that history's coming to an end. Nothing happens now. Since the wall came down. Can't remember where I was back then.

Mason Reese (2'28)

How the great have fallen,. see how life has passed them by.. Was anybody looking in the crystal ball,. when his star was on the rise.. Stuffing his face with canned ham sandwich spread..

Madonna's Bombing Sarajevo

Jagged, abrupt fragments devoid of meaning. Randomly disconnected without context. A constant barrage of clutter filling your face now. Randomly interconnected yet insane.

Mad Dogs On A Bone (3'17)

I guess it's liver again.. Can't you make some pork?. Have you heard of this animal called a pig ?. Watcha do to this pudding ?. My ulcer's starting to bleed..

Mad Dogs On A Bone

I guess it's liver again.. Can't you make some pork?. Have you heard of this animal called a pig ?. . Watcha do to this pudding ?. My ulcer's starting to bleed..

Lydia's Black Lung

I'm laid out. Like a martyr on a redwood plaque.. She's burning. the ticks right off my back.. . I'm indulgent. I like to cater to peculiar whims. She's fascinated.

Love Is A Frickle Thing

Universe

The sun is dying and the light with him as well. Sadly embraced they drown far away. . The night rises again. The dark mystery. Falls softly on me. With her innocent veil.

Lost In Place

We took the wrong way in. We took the wrong way out. We took the wrong way in. We took the wrong way out. . Patience. Hesitation. Quiet anticipation. Desperation.

Little Monkey

You'll never find me. You little monkey. Come here and kiss me. You little monkey. . Baby fat - Baby fat. Chubby little cherub. Baby fat - Baby fat. Rolling on the ground.

The Evil's Entrails

Lisas Father

SONG: Lisa's Father (Waka Baby). LP: Oops! Wrong Stereotype (VIRUS 68, Alternative Tentacles 1988). GROUP: Alice Donut. **************************************************************.

The Cave (aware Of Not Existing)

Repetition of my behaviour. Is an everlasting course of scenes. That run after one another. Fixed points of a vicious circle. That I wasn't able to break.

Six Moons Before The Day (the Silence)

I'm longing for silence. I feel like sinking in it. To escape from life. Which like death. Precedes me in every step of mine. It is an imperious desire like the song of sweet muses.

Rain

From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,. from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings. and by fraud I will surround you too,. I struggle convulsively..