Death Lyrics - The Process - Skinny Puppy

holding witch hands 

dream the whole week 

radiance hissing rodent speak 

elective evil once started 

shot struck home so it goes 

inches towards flattened back 

on all fours drawn and racked 

doesn't mean a thing 

nature perverts itself so it goes 

so what the hell let it grow 

regret so full of haste coming clear 

piss in blood 

no one should ever have to 

cut assemble resembled 

played out wording disturbing 

quiet saying relaying 

a message raising cain's revenge 

got a few no fucking whacked house of cards dealing smack 

crimson scolding driving told im never holding one thing 

back credit full of nothing slither here one thing back 

licking dogs no hook no song feeling high fantasize wonder 

why suck them dry choppy waves take a dive 

crash enable disabled 

effect not carried no power in 

quiet playing resaying never more never again 

distort the monomaniac 

delivering the blow 

core rotten bone 

distort the monomaniac 

black mass held upon the radio 

doesn't mean a thing 

be it what or ever could 

doesn't mean a thing 

sinister creation doesn't mean a thing 

evocation of the dead 

moses forbidding it 

doesn't mean a thing 

worm like ticking art worth shit 

we play upon the things we fear 

the smell is foul where does it fit 

screw yourself go screw yourself 

no one should ever have to 

how do you sleep when its still alive 

never to deep take a look inside