Founds total 14 songs
Tv Casualty
there are paint smears on everything i own. the vapor rub is lying on a table of filth. christmas cards to which i never reply. my eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light tv casualty,.
Theme For A Jackal
Dry drunk on a corner. Wet waste of a girl. Theme for a jackal. Play you a death-song. You probably listen. Stand idly by as they rape your children. Like you do now.
Teenagers From Mars
We land in barren fields. On the Arizona plains. The insemination of little girls. In the middle of wet dreams. . We are the angel mutants. The streets for us seduction.
Thirteen
Bad luck wind been blowing at my back. I was born to bring trouble to wherever I'm at. Got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck. When the ink starts to itch, then the black will turn to red.
The Violet Fire
Did you know, I would come if you spoke my name. Did you lie, when you said you needed the cool. Of the night, to caress your deepest thoughts. I can hear, all the darkest things you think.
The Mandrake's Cry
Sleep the deep nocturnal lullaby. Sleep the deep nocturnal lullaby. I'm out listening for the mandrake's cry, tonight. . born in the light of a dying sun.
The Revengeful
Hell it comes. Bitch in black. Headless serpent. The darkest path. Triple steel. Thunder roll. Hell it comes. Burnless cold. . Hell it comes. Damned whore.
The Coldest Sun
Blessed morning rays. Blessed ice. Kiss the hand that offers this. Kiss the hand that offers life. There's no one alone. Scream, "I'll always need you".
To Walk The Night
To walk the night. To feel no love. To know the touch of another kiss. Never more. . To walk the night. To forever roam. To escape inside cool darkness alone.
The Shift
The shift starts, your spine stiffens. You break out in a cold, cold sweat. Then the muscular convulsions tear at your brain. Leaving you snarling and snapping at air.
The Hungry End
There's a baby. In a meat slicer. On the kitchen table, half done up. Quite low. Broken Madonna. Decaying, cracked. On my toilet cover. Oh oh oh oh!. There's a hungry duration.
The Howl
There is a human slaughterhouse. Up on the hill, the road is red. And those who ignore. And those who pretend. It does not exist. End up in its hall. .
The Birthing
Your pain is nothing dreamed. All pain is one. Your birth among the mind. It leaves such a lesion. . Do you really want love?. Do you really care?. You feel this hungry suffering.
Teenagers From Mars
Teenagers from Mars. . Well we land in barren fields. On the Arizona plains. The insemination of little girls. In the middle of wet dreams. . We are the angel mutants.
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