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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
attached in awe what a whiplash hate filled culture of viruses born raised and infected with violent thought to set it off defend the wrong incite the thing to bring it down the panic of in a moments time bomb the artful dodge to fabricate a polarizing opposite political intention to keep it poor without a choice so full of fear a peoples voice carve a scar warm clotting of meat the maker of the hollow cost kept pockets picked of all moral law to face the truth were banished from a history of then is wrong defend the wrong incite the thing to bring it down
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
I am not living here
I have got much left to fear in the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive with all these distant rich things around me I am left to realize its not the blood in me it's not the hate it's just the simple things that I relish empire sews the seed of hate, we remove ourselves passing flames inspires ugly traits, sanitize creepy ills to keep the fear in line is it wrong to let the liar lie creepy ills to keep the fears in line more acquired is disease the souls state We are, we are, we are We are, we are, we are I am a god I am a faceless warrior lost leaders wins the glorious, growing stocks of used up people life is twisting all the words to shun life, worth less than corporate rape empire takes control of fate, I am dying I am dying is it wrong to call a spade a spade popping pills will ease the daily pain bombing peace back up into the stoned state We are, we are, we are We are, we are, we are I am not living here I have got much left to fear in the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive with all these distant rich things around me I am left to realize its not the blood in me it's not the hate it's just the simple things that I relish I am a god I am a face less warrior we remove ourselves from the war looking from a distance, sanitized wash your hands and feel it the dirtyness down the drain. woof woof, woof woof woof woofwoofwoofwoofwoofwoofwoof enough |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
beat my head to wake up cause I feel as if I'm sleeping
past is in the heart and I am waiting for the rhythm feed the holy jaws no saying pain is the answer after all is gone the story leaves me feeling empty and all alone it leaves me feeling empTe breathe we are all animals inside breathe free the spirit is alive to guide us we're all alone and really feeling empty we're all alone when all revenge falls apart taken a step back from the start leaves me feeling empty (x11) (we're all alone) leaves me feeling empty (x4) (we're all alone) leaves me feeling empty (x3) |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
give it up today average levitation mojo no magic
dedicated delusion give it all away oh yeah mother theresa all of it for the good of everyone never really ever really happens life is all distorted reasons are purported what we share with everyone nothing every little boy and girl is under everything is wrapped up tight underneath the spell what is discovered everything is wrapped up tight every little thing that is discovered did it ever really happen |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
dark this heavy past tension over talking
ever creepy creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat sore bubble 'cross the eye balls of token alibis say digger dig me then throw it out in time to gain all the picture water sport aim the game to get no shot rich vine land party spot all them kids so fucked up as if the problem looks alive with each virtual compromise dead head auction auction muscle every thing that lives dark this heavy past tension over talking feeding egos radius dark this matter heavy past tension over talking trash pubic public pimp the name divine the only pissing game working on to undermine only one to one two blind hooking up its wired set the bomb depress the audience looker woofer hookah smoke breathe in feed on spit it out inner vision inside dope latest software antidote creepy creepy creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat 'cross the bubble 'cross the eye dark this heavy past tension over talking eye balls of token alibis say digger dig me then throw it out in time to gain all the picture water sport aim the game to get no shot rich vine land party spot all them kids so fucked up she dies and wonder if i could not see them it dies - i know that i can make believe them it dies - i wonder if i will still see them it dies - i know i won't live much longer someone spare me please, someone spare me somebody kill me no time to break off make no mistake! dark this heavy past tension over talking |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
Just looking for something
Is what you said Keep looking at nothing To go away You take my picture A portrait prize Behind my image Your father's eyes Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something now It looks like something From far away Inside the image grows and makes the shadow fade Behind the image posted on your wall A crack is hiding, fighting for it all Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something now Now Now We've taken it somewhere From far away The voices echo From yesterday Behind the crack, behind the image on the wall I see you curled up tightly, hiding from it all Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something Just looking for something now |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
New World Order (ahhh)
New World Order (ahhh) New World Order (ahhh) New World Order (ahhh) pissing on a river on the way a long tomorrow rancid waters picking up the remnants of a flower in all of us exists the touch of deadly warming global and trust we must distrust the owners of the new world order what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing feed upon the fingers chew the knuckle to the bone dig inside the crack beside the pain that is a home live a distant second skin whatever else that can fed upon the remnants of a life that's never had what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing what of the hour of the whole look what you've been missing New World Order (ahhh) he took a living thing and made a copy of it an image put the finish on a life still being made the secret twist invading mists the desert once a forest can't see the forest for the death within the tree inside the crack beside the pain that is a home |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
Is this pure reality?
Could we be led to believe Lemmings up against a sea Drowning in speculation Even told when waters older More polluted never Drink the murky media To plumb the depth of time What of human frailty? Visualize with clarity Past the sanitation To childish flesh and bone Bleaching sticks and stoner ribs Pukes up the gallows laughter Stage the mighty media Blessing this sanitation What is this supposed to hold? Freedoms crush disparaged souls Despot dug in yellowcake And failed to certify it Crippled son to pass it on A hatred fed on hatred Deify defensive form As if to never see that What is real? Canned I feel Less important than today Anyway, is it worth the slaughter? Sit and feel absolutely zero suffering A condition worth denying Pasted carcass killing fields Body parts off dolls that bleed Who was once committed for Pulling wings off flying things Feeling bold to knot put over Twisted ever after Hissing faded left alone To replicate the lie What is real? Asks the dream Some dim shift, a rift within Funniest seems a distant damp ring Fitting end Destitution Ego death within A condition dear dementia |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
Hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing
Where within the space can anything feel certain Look into the future make out the word speak Send in the spies to watch them Creepy are the people unable to do something Sitting on an armchair fenced in their creation Look up to be there Anywhere is somewhere Itchy past scratch the itch Hit me in the streets hit me Feel about a nation so precious is the freedom Carousel the brass ring reach into a black mass So its corroded always polluted We all want some of it Maybe all the people now left without no loving Where within the strength gone better see it coming Get off the fence trip Rip up the garbage Make it up to the earth bitch Hit me in the streets hit me Be a politician eroding all your freedoms Down the rabbit hole cracks money markets fall Through a looking glass time becomes too fast All to benefit the rich So keep eating from the apple edges from the center Shaken to the core until it doesn't matter No one to turn to no where to run to Better the bomb to blow it Hit me in the streets |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong Of The Right (2006)
Are we alone?
Mission complete To the unknown This is a story This is so sorry (Hard as a stone) Sunk in to deep Run out of air Lung full of heavy It's feeling heavy Room for one Fossil to break Labor of hate Who are we fooling? What are we doing? (In it on time) (Proof in the meat) Time to consume Doesn't concern me Under a flag free Are we all completely useless? Are we? Are we? End is unknown Sick and alone This is a dream Meant as a nice thing Meant as a nice thing So pause at the end Cause the effect Shorten the pain Time for reflection On to regret them Are we all completely useless? Are we? Are we? |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
heavens thrash fixation turning mass direction
having a relationship without guilt mass direction off and away hazy circles round the eyes so long how long hate disease heavens thrash its a vacant scathing vapor ancient role play downward shores of pluto heavens thrash dusty crircles flys the by ways of the mind mass direction flower cauldren answer brew to mystify hate disease downward shores of pluto sure all right |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
Injured plea crushed destiny deep down Trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would They fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths Ignored to be judged as juvenile head caves in growing pains no time Remains for fantasy tyrrany exists shrink beneath the ingrown thorns forced To accept pledge allegiance to a flag tested to forget you must Resist they want you dead feels emptyness eternity keeps swallowing Digested benefactors whose silence deafens anything all of whom Decease and miss to pierce a point objects and lessons to realize It's not the way what's the point of giving up leaving won't change anything Political resentment to push away all growth withing puzzles me offers Soul to nothing the message screams it's purity that those with no rights Display the right to have no life do have respect they must accept A world commiting suicide |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
Dig it dig it
Love cannot attach itself to binding ugliness Rot in silence to advise life the point at hand Indifference resolving of each others needs Dress it up in false kindness create empathy Hungry lie beside name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Dissolve taste sweet nothing corporate nothing Illogical of own accord with choice of politics Open your eyes to verify the life experience Practitioner of medicine belong until the end Bringing hope scars the point extend eternity Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Flesh and bone attach itself to ancient monuments Unsurpassed except for us unheard violence Deparutre from the fragrant ledge fallen magistrate Give it back a claim to right value ecstasy Hungry live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Sugar and water dissolves the taste sweet nothing Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Boils bitten haggard pick vomit kicking out Razor slide black eye shroud brain bespattered jaw Retaliate begrudgingly precise as what it seems Fear of claim upon the cyst pent up carnal grin Live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came ??? too far away game game ??? grave Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Ask again Ask again |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
those fortunate risk fate to alleviate a fear from within
clawing to trust someone monogamy sits uneasily ice that don't heat freeze howl hollow howl in vast space all light displaced we can kill desire albatross worn subvert to twist and old poem tick tick tick tick tick altruistically we've come a long way man and woman raping from the earth worming what it's worth right wing ricochet displays the evolution of decay just go away infant hospital winged protection infected the new born dreams a life that cannot be intuitive grease paint drooling to relate all of lifes mistakes hitting in the face orchard putrid smile head of state state headless states of being as right up against what's wrong the disease believes to push away normality alone with virtue what's there left to do a virus threads poetry written time dogmatically lifes plague the first aid acquired deficiency spreading it aimlessly have heart crash course caustic dripping gins the reaper body count intensify getting weaker moisten the soul away clouded and vague throw free love to history masters of nothing living's now a precious aim |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
dry wind chars human storm lies barren
wasted greed taints water thirst dream the asphalt burial daylight meltdown long gone death grabs at stillborn child another low test pesticide not until they are dead believe in words ataching dread no meaning color world of different levels no chance to rectify nightmare running races skyward tower boil black water tea contagious waste disposal growing blind faith a tragedy propigate safe history creatures running underground all the cages rusted displaced food bowls empty now fit for the licking faces form memory blind faith stupidity races run secretly blind faith a tragedy not until they are dead stop breathing fleas attach themselves biting bits of flesh consuming ??? once hated words are shit contract ??? we disease |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
harsh stone white eyes behold bruise baths soak crying bones every
days appeal to stop spirit calm on valium hate permeates and fills the air icy clouds the atmosphere illusions pull hair no reaction how was this done it exists by extraction of reason drooling drips the bile of sanity through the thought lines vomiting were even the clock wailed and sped past two tic tic toc in time in the real understanding myself thinking stand back unafraid and unaffected stand back non molested were even down down down again down here in the cracks face hidden cracks harsh stone white even were even |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
blatant manner speak parting
addicted romance love tested bonding cement no longer holds failing from substance abuse parting fits too young to grow old wicked resenting never faces itself torturer taints animal waits no evironment torturer loving righteous real-time intrusion cancer attack bleaching desserts so sweet fears filtered for reasons unknown torturer taints animal waits leaves bitter taste in the mouth forever corners creeping fear tasting force fed lies of the wicked acting out fears false truth turned around wicked torture wicked wicked the wicked words of the torturer abusing and controlling anyone thats useful to him wicked waits the torturer wicked waiting of the torturer reads story truth seething swallows turning away torturer taints animal with hate believed poison eaten controls turning away enlightenment turned away no change the wicked not facing hisself wicked torturer force fed torment animal torture wicked not facing hisself torturer turning away wicked turning away wicked torturer wicked turning away turning away disappears from himself tortures the animal tortures the animal |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase
into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons twists darker rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys killing game? awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the go quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds minds temple door locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to represents the killing game who taught the killing game? who taught the burned out killing time who taught the killing game? time's taught the killing closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary padded walls not quiet storms fury game herself i taught the killing game first passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide no one view window pushing faces through sharp cold glass poke bloody holes exposed I taught the killing animals wake up time beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden teeth giving in to the jaws of death I taught the killing game I taught the game first I taught the killing game first till at last you regret tortured weaponry and it's a trap let go the springs snap shut gazes show sharper strange no stronger feeling tempting motion slows to a crawl places his killing game first i taught I taught I taught the game first. first |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
[Dreams not waking creeping down inside the quiet urns
warm in the arm hate burns illusion pain pain pain] listen to the sound crashing down into it the needle is walk out in the street see the vacant eyes dreaming of wonder what I'm going through ....pain..... the dream unbroken economic repression plays a part I wasted away island body on a darkened see to avoid never dies crawls up the back and waits for the lies tall flicker lights the candle burnsinside..... a pain that chattering taped tape taping human muttering warning climb edges edges exhausts no night climbing higher ...... crawls wicked wire cut throat explodes fate...... human heart explodes attacking pointed sticks singing of the the vein no desire .........great in sores the arms wheres the warning warning shot the lights travels to the heart human heart flags the blood ........ out wheres the warning ........ needle is warm in the arm a halo of fire scarring made of flame the flower chair that horror tray of fear wheres the warning warning killing supporting the game of life ......the pain...... broken flavor find its worth calls the tripping strings me .......aching human heart except my patience is giving up on me....... river of track mark volcano upon the arm open sores allowing ants to crawl in and I wonder if I missed the warning missed the warning casting away varnish crack ants symbolize decay missed the warning missed the vein reaching out crying for where is the warning .......heart exploding human heart attack. |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
elladonna
Each cry Passing incandescent creatures Dark recess Living is hot To retort (?Haunted seek prevent?) Evaporate Teaching nothing new No truth Conform, conform, conform, con- Conflate in the forest Everything that's hot It's melody Morality, morality It's him the beast Forest creeps Steep rocks The paws bleed Waving her A cold rabies whir Seeking a gut clench Best prolong the dread The fiends set upon him To tear to pieces Him heart to hide Eyes feeling Credibly rapidly Definitive bits Contemplate edify my grace Blood (peaks/beaks?) |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
in nervous convulsion crouches infant ape trembling in mothers shit
cage eyes tear less filled with contempt clinic mask experiment with life and death smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door revealing loves primal instinct taken away the tiny face terrified rant and rave smash your head against the cage vacuum clicks on high conscious of the pain pass off as humane white coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out of greed force the point of habit eyes burn in a rabbit push the pain test button spines cut trip mucous inflection more die. pills each day what goes around comes back stronger tap into the brain break the skull again smash price research rat lab rent pain in flesh more ill drug store sales sharpen the knife emphasis on money new disease everyday end is seen and coming reseach turns it's back to gain crush the spine genocide kitten drags its dead limb continuing all suffering it will come back and win shock paralyse turn trauma burns out the will to live the lying message 5 year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect vi |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
torment a stench one side inside no doubt lost count
brutalize the half red eyes decide which side whose side you're in the middle of the fire a scythe and smock is sharp so sharp no conscience such confidence a crooked ear so insincere a glue on smile your social style tyrants rule is such a fool superior good advice it's so nice from you arguments so hideous they're heaven sent you can't repent words like ice cut and slice announce my demise christ why did you die superior good advice blood red and arguments heaven sent torment my stench putrefy putrefy wise so wise you're not so wise shadow shadow shadow shadow why? |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
Every truncheon hit misguided the peoples army divided united stance amped Out war dance what a ride inner thought of non violent rebellion outside Dare to die stand and fight show faith return all the weapons Government says use them right fixed action set in motion doubting amnesia Potion what to hide red carpet ride guessing right the jokes on Dark corner the square you bath once a week distorted the viewpoint Seldom seen wayback in 68 ohio kent state was nothing so great have of Have not forcing the point shot in the back take it back down trod soldier Away flower power within kill me kill this way of life and be Known one by one they'll be coming down altogether sister machine gun Automatic high what a ride what a trip tripped over the candlestick tanks Arrive fire wall got to keep the camera alive tell the world What's going on here warning shots are fired at the stomach chest wound Coed falls amped out amped out changing guns for brooms the guards change To clean up crews way back in 68 every thing was so great no way wrong Date keep up the trade balanced charade close circuit truth used to Remove keep the camera alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - Back + Forth Vol.5/ Live In Dresden (2006)
binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eyedropping biopsy cyclops overlooks
optic options rotton showstopper skinpopper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock reencounter incident subsistance inexistant non committed unwitted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistant wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
desperate deranged talking in my sleep again eyes twitch
retain a sentimental something looked lorn and we burned and burned I was a cinder body soul in my dreams breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea responding disillusion encrusted cruelty decribe why nails enclose me eating so evenly there exists a lot of reasons to support fatality abstience possessed hardly what you think it is hearts beat positive provided there's progress ignorance does insist of the right coffin took some food offered me can't see myself drank the wine wished the feverish burst of terror breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea insist that nothing happened chilled bloodless fatigue recharge with bitterness fanatics beckoning mistook a look impassioned absorbed with clarity consciousness drifts away discarded memory packaged shelf life bad display breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea excessive near romances comfort is treachery so pound the nails in tight eyes screaming out of sight against a grain like curtain unbearably alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
No more escaping
Overcast Go past No money Tragic derelict cornered watches over No money Down the street junkie sits holds a gun ??? waiting for a fix Derelict turns vigilante Light strikes on a bar ??? ??? Shot gun count take high Brains blown away Now floating high At peace Brains blown up Climbing high ??? ??? up Falls back down Leaving stonehenge blacktop Burning Pulse burnt ??? Blue charred butchers Concave ??? Take own life We've done the best ??? opposite Toward, toward a new Now shot cut up newspaper Come down a height Drug keeping sour Hypersen- Self des- |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
After many hours
…higher… --nated fixture Whatever bells toll Curls up inside Curls up inside Curls up inside After closing nightfall Burn behind the eyes Build the demons driveway Praise mother information Machine guns as a steamboat ...ring No nothing gurgling Clay metal sacrifice …and invasion altered mind ...subject whatever conscience urination wrap behind… After many hours ...tired drive --nated fixture Warning bell tolls After closing The nightfall Burn behind the eyes Build the demon (murderings?) No limit No limit No limit No After (?mind fires?) |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
"I got something that I gotta say...truth...jesus...fuck all them motherfuckers"
"What? Shut up!" brak talk you know the brak talk brak talk you know that brak talk simple constitution the resolution you raped us all ??? ??? of the lies say something (say something) original no tears ??? back again speaking dig it dig it dig it for ya brak talk you know that brak talk brak talk give me that beer ???steam a breakthrough ???creeping slop this???captured ???you sit down ??? of progress, of progress, progress say something ??? brak talk it was that brak talk "maybe the lord almighty of the underworld" ??? almightier than the word uptight cross the line stick 24 brak head half-life half-life say something that's useful say something ??? forever ??? paper like a sonic boom |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
articulate and fill with nothing said the leach of leeches need pen tip drips noxious
function a double standard fee redirect burn infinite decadence replaces the next day crawling screams at yesterday eyes gather squinting dissect and fear gather words of wisdom to fling in vain what is your purpose of this game carcass soiled caged broken pieces in the dust decay nervous exhaustion caused jagged cross analogy destroy to depict it dirt flows down empty veins all alive within will seep away ears enlarge to listen confess the rest to all gazing up looking so angelic force feed nothing hot dirt it was just a little blood it'll wash out lifes ambition for you spiteful |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
harsh stone white eyes behold bruise baths soak crying bones every
days appeal to stop spirit calm on valium hate permeates and fills the air icy clouds the atmosphere illusions pull hair no reaction how was this done it exists by extraction of reason drooling drips the bile of sanity through the thought lines vomiting were even the clock wailed and sped past two tic tic toc in time in the real understanding myself thinking stand back unafraid and unaffected stand back non molested were even down down down again down here in the cracks face hidden cracks harsh stone white even were even |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
Within Passions (Of the?) Sounds
Against Twice No sinking Fevers… Fortune Suffocate ??? All shes ever said Force of evil heart ??? ???the real Lie, lying, lying there is evil brain All she ever said Not leaving All she ever said ??? (odyssey?) ??? Nothing matters ??? Nothing matters Wishful thinking Parasitic junkie Wraps the noose Cries the blues To whoever looks and listens To a bunch pass spaces turned away ???brain??? No word shall shake my faith Dead poet with the head that rots in the grave ???leave me alone Pushes hand up through the earth Towards the sky Reaching high Dead poet Said once Once was enough Time to lie Time to die Reaching up towards the sky As she says once again Turning me alone So I left it alone Leave me alone Leave me alone ??? (she sits?) ??? ???down the stairs Towards the door She walks up the stairs So there All alone |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
[whispered]: Whirlwind blow blowing in ??? the ??? message ensured
park within car passes terminal empty cracks started showing through unlisted mystery a dead child was thrown through a window wind opens windows whirlwinds carry promises truth will unleash us little dogs bite flesh biting exposing freezing the soul whirlwind blowing through the soul guilt crashes ceiling now fantasies gone ages ago messed up guilt crashes through the privacy gone ages ago ??? chest ??? chestfreezes hands pale lighter frozen paintings illumination gone (not wrong) sides heaving chest boxed in I will find the real you writer hand in smokes (thieves/speaks?) my treasures (hand?) I write a note tossed aside tossed aside word shines through a powder baby the real you love shines through a powder feeds the real you love shines through a powder final curtain what's become of me and youlove shines through a powder feel the real you |
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from Skinny Puppy - B-sides Collect (2003)
창?짝one shot back창?짝
창?짝don't see what happen 창?짝crypt창?짝 happen 창?짝seeds of ecstacy when ecstacy is applied 창?짝eternal창?짝 ...they're no good to me ...is nothing nothing is good nothing is far too smart for me 창?짝for me super [christ?] only a cure창?짝ripped up 창?짝it never ceases it never creases창?짝 창?짝give me my life I'm창?짝 today 창?짝 nothing is uncomplicated 창?짝fucked up to me nature is nervous Respect just enough Respect just enough bullshit ??? Its no fun Its no fun its a compromise ??? none Bullshit it never ceases it never creases 창?짝-cation for the next창?짝that goddamn hole창?짝 ...this time too manydecisions ...fill the hole 창?짝 |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
desperate deranged talking in my sleep again eyes twitch
retain a sentimental something looked lorn and we burned and burned I was a cinder body soul in my dreams breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea responding disillusion encrusted cruelty decribe why nails enclose me eating so evenly there exists a lot of reasons to support fatality abstience possessed hardly what you think it is hearts beat positive provided there's progress ignorance does insist of the right coffin took some food offered me can't see myself drank the wine wished the feverish burst of terror breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea insist that nothing happened chilled bloodless fatigue recharge with bitterness fanatics beckoning mistook a look impassioned absorbed with clarity consciousness drifts away discarded memory packaged shelf life bad display breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea excessive near romances comfort is treachery so pound the nails in tight eyes screaming out of sight against a grain like curtain unbearably alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor
it's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere in our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace yellow journal yellow journal set the pace feel the rage manifestations of a sort so insidious off the point simple solution never confusion sport a gun kill a cop crazy world of weary thought so receive me had enough lock me up lock me up rot and assimilate so hot to annihilate deviation tonic mess prolonged existence innocence is he who speaks isn't weak wheelchair virtue so to speak bubonic plague the truth of aids immunity avoid decay in the trench of pestilence the bible screams announce your faith mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda completely black with no steps back hot to assimilate we'll rot or annihilate agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain accusations clanking chains experiments with the groans of pain all prefer no one blames the terror in an animal's screams in cages our future - the answers insane |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
Injured plea crushed destiny deep down Trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would They fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths Ignored to be judged as juvenile head caves in growing pains no time Remains for fantasy tyrrany exists shrink beneath the ingrown thorns forced To accept pledge allegiance to a flag tested to forget you must Resist they want you dead feels emptyness eternity keeps swallowing Digested benefactors whose silence deafens anything all of whom Decease and miss to pierce a point objects and lessons to realize It's not the way what's the point of giving up leaving won't change anything Political resentment to push away all growth withing puzzles me offers Soul to nothing the message screams it's purity that those with no rights Display the right to have no life do have respect they must accept A world commiting suicide |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
Dig it dig it
Love cannot attach itself to binding ugliness Rot in silence to advise life the point at hand Indifference resolving of each others needs Dress it up in false kindness create empathy Hungry lie beside name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Dissolve taste sweet nothing corporate nothing Illogical of own accord with choice of politics Open your eyes to verify the life experience Practitioner of medicine belong until the end Bringing hope scars the point extend eternity Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Flesh and bone attach itself to ancient monuments Unsurpassed except for us unheard violence Deparutre from the fragrant ledge fallen magistrate Give it back a claim to right value ecstasy Hungry live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Sugar and water dissolves the taste sweet nothing Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Boils bitten haggard pick vomit kicking out Razor slide black eye shroud brain bespattered jaw Retaliate begrudgingly precise as what it seems Fear of claim upon the cyst pent up carnal grin Live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came ??? too far away game game ??? grave Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Ask again Ask again |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
lovers and legions i've seen your whore try not to reason forsaken i'm poor
fire nerves and dissension flying at a glare a ginger reaction whisper care a hairpin decision falls against the brain to formulate the anguish and alleviate the pain the silence is warning soul search nothing can't regain reach for air scenes of a cheap thrill summon an old ghost the foremost and sterile suffering one lost to face the potential for fantasy and flair forever and forgiving summon me and dare they keep on the mainstream forging their demise while playing with the hopeless not facing their own lies the symptoms of recourse i've seen nothing overspill far too frail. |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase
into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons twists darker rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys killing game? awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the go quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds minds temple door locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to represents the killing game who taught the killing game? who taught the burned out killing time who taught the killing game? time's taught the killing closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary padded walls not quiet storms fury game herself i taught the killing game first passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide no one view window pushing faces through sharp cold glass poke bloody holes exposed I taught the killing animals wake up time beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden teeth giving in to the jaws of death I taught the killing game I taught the game first I taught the killing game first till at last you regret tortured weaponry and it's a trap let go the springs snap shut gazes show sharper strange no stronger feeling tempting motion slows to a crawl places his killing game first i taught I taught I taught the game first. first |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow i just don't want to know anymore life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong why don't you care? Life shifts up, down, wrong now do it seem fair? Life shifts up, down, wrong it's not in the rhyme or reason so it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom first hand love is really rotten slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary light with me inside the womb i know everyone everybody knows it's me it's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity sightless I regard my past sometimes it should i just don't want to know anymore.
life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong (x3) Why don't you care? Life shifts up, down, wrong. Why don't you care? Why, why why don't you care? Smothered hope.(x17) The world's a hell, what does it matter what happens in it? (x3) The electric chair. (x3) |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
making time in a low rent highrise
no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale mattress slow throb bloating freshly open grave barefoot beggar knotted finger turning pages in a book descending no noise the great trees fall calmly through the window see backward elevation faded spirit of the gold toothed whore moon dances wondering how could this ever be kicking the habit possesion in the flesh loves made up melancholy kicking the habit trip back and unleash all anger emerging from the waterfall brakh? fork horse rear snorted downward a vulgar desire playing cards conjured on fly blown dimly lit round a room of shadows claw the side phantom pinches waking from a dream half eaten candy from some disordered heaven swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat a nested virus feels eating dish aging she sits alone in the worry shes created more time holy hatred kicking the habit |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
in nervous convulsion crouches infant ape trembling in mothers shit
cage eyes tear less filled with contempt clinic mask experiment with life and death smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door revealing loves primal instinct taken away the tiny face terrified rant and rave smash your head against the cage vacuum clicks on high conscious of the pain pass off as humane white coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out of greed force the point of habit eyes burn in a rabbit push the pain test button spines cut trip mucous inflection more die. pills each day what goes around comes back stronger tap into the brain break the skull again smash price research rat lab rent pain in flesh more ill drug store sales sharpen the knife emphasis on money new disease everyday end is seen and coming reseach turns it's back to gain crush the spine genocide kitten drags its dead limb continuing all suffering it will come back and win shock paralyse turn trauma burns out the will to live the lying message 5 year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect vi |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
Every truncheon hit misguided the peoples army divided united stance amped Out war dance what a ride inner thought of non violent rebellion outside Dare to die stand and fight show faith return all the weapons Government says use them right fixed action set in motion doubting amnesia Potion what to hide red carpet ride guessing right the jokes on Dark corner the square you bath once a week distorted the viewpoint Seldom seen wayback in 68 ohio kent state was nothing so great have of Have not forcing the point shot in the back take it back down trod soldier Away flower power within kill me kill this way of life and be Known one by one they'll be coming down altogether sister machine gun Automatic high what a ride what a trip tripped over the candlestick tanks Arrive fire wall got to keep the camera alive tell the world What's going on here warning shots are fired at the stomach chest wound Coed falls amped out amped out changing guns for brooms the guards change To clean up crews way back in 68 every thing was so great no way wrong Date keep up the trade balanced charade close circuit truth used to Remove keep the camera alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
walls trapped within yellow eyes the cutters
drooling face rips apart cuts to the heart disease shown let it out movement crosses crimson light washes darkened corners gently forces open wide and lingering awhile pouring thoughts electric fingers blinding pressure sockets stream matter grey the nerve free fall safely buried out behind a face let it out be carefull watching living mask misshapen tumors ride the pressing tinted nightmare breeze mental shock disturbed thoughts rotting long lasting reaction make it stop stir up the pot taking away means nothing distorted moodswing smile altered music shadow covers melted honey bitter pie she utters tasting quite lovely motion on towards a truthful state mincing with words align order form to multiply mental shock relentless and leaning compiling the list alone at the top before before it was not this way i thought...it did |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Singles Collect (1999)
binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eyedropping biopsy cyclops overlooks optic
options rotton showstopper skinpopper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock reencounter incident subsistance inexistant non committed unwitted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistant wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
for reasons untold born a body mass no excuse for
intolerable kick set in glass grasp a moment shattered a lock on the door scraping demon trapped resides starving for freedom all my strength to keep inside tear it down if I could move heaven or hell I would to summon heads rush all perception void and meaningless anti fathoms life in spite of it negate all feeling fractured mocked deplore naming reverse remote viewing empathic lesion surrounding the guilt cannot deny tear it down a process to describe whatever truth means nothing when adding no results times a shallow digging through the mud thrown out so expectable intentions not up front and the shit that never faced reflects the sliver looped a flaw rotates forever unresolved tear it down |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering whims condition as night falls spills
disease mental sores mine exploding you fucking liar lines form short mans views cassandra's curse prophets eyes sees the truth they perceive as lies this controls my mind after supper o much fatter how to reconcile this matter lies disfigured one on top no distinction soaking sing a screaming phrased in ill contempt not worth it this controls my mind so whose resolve cant stop them now raving mad so very small kisses dust storm wave good-bye have no need to scrape so high |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Here falls now undone
looks beyond the credits sum livid fractures less of fate the whisper winds blow the seed of hate disturbed society dogs my turn with no values intend to raise ability I tried and tested pointless view gods got security hands like snakes sow the seeds raise all negative force-fed traces poisons all impure profane the haunted heaven jeering leapt into the pit of calamity a mean condition no wealth dents provisions for a time unknown thelemic gestures all planned and hatched in seasons of dissolute pain I cried afflicted and infected oblige the systems perfect dream distorted my words assume all that is programmed before me and somewhat left unsaid behind shutters dirt before desire dusted crap ingested comes stealing life that you are not visited warped torpedo night crawls through the distant and irrelevant a good life’s experiment fused I’m laying violent hands upon a dead card calling cattle the playthings are so abused the derelict dial phone clock pusher delved in reliving the future too I’m sticking pins and needles in this stinging rotten flesh-like substitute pieces of half cooked meat that are walking on this earth abort desire irrelevance ticks in front in view a candle rhyme to realign burnt out shadows on the wall seize the moment... Reach! |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
A lasting moment to hold onto
With regret the scent of time Tried and tested I never noticed The phantoms of her mind Cresent moon I'm cutting through Paste up warnings fill the sky Smoking embers I remember Time and time again to try To live in light To sink within her I think of light Time to blame to borrow from your past Elapsed collapsing She's not insane She's gone insane And if the root of silence pulls me off And love is lost not from my heart I sit upon this throne that throws me off And she falls backwards to the floor And forwards to the back She says elapses all my truth again She's the one I live for I live alone... She's the one I live for I live alone... Burns inside horilbly She lifts me to The spirit burns the darkest hours My corrupt brain is hurting Once again the door lies quiet Left alone I'm thinking of her Sitting the burning clock of time |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Good and evil does not exist (Christ)
Fix the outcome overall playing into follow along Face the weak bland righteousness Deliver them or kill them dead Shorter now god And the demise patience cries the burning cross Confessions alter bugger faith Moisten gland insert and taste Good and evil does not exist Shorter now a god lies rich Forced upon a sinners itch Kept a box locked in tight Slaves reward reserved in spite Drive across and burn incense This is the god to save your soul Water burns holy Kill the faith inside of you Watch the killing starts After you accept the part To redirect your mind Whisper the name All is not so black and white |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Hardset Head
event width two path given pure force downs turns the screw crawl in back in term space a time to intrude in term peace assuring a future silence noise forming sound like silent noise silent voice screaming hints retaliation heinous plans in sides remain taking downs taking aim filling curses two conditions back upon itself pass it off as good intentions leaving marks hard to heal reassisted retrogression leaving tracks path reveals sample act reflected clears noticed thought while leaving hears nuisance labels paranoia so stupid how perceived that way silent claws shredding flaws hungers knawing silent flaws forever laughter silence knows shaman stands retreating all is over evermore smoke the curse your creation back upon yourself pushes distress closer to the edge one time cracks lights the walls worry wasted hearing clouds up above the chatter digging deep insider storms to find the inner patience erasing shadowed gifted ruin haste retracing promised news leaving statement meant as nothing starving your words no excuses silent truth asserts its proof like you abhor |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Whose find reach my make it (naked) please me. do you still want to see them?
Turn in this face. ? ? ? this time of (off). could be so small. ? ? ? turn in this face could Be so small. it's crawl again racing this. |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Morter
killer in the morning scent of rain come on fills the part put on me stranger ive been shown less we love and know how were just morter filling holes the glass eyed creature creaks the broken floors teller lazy sky tales find your rate and pace reinvent uniqueness adjust the outer face planning pits diversions pusher rap downfall take the crap sold as fact hallelujah clueless the ship shine cellar albatross burned down find a way across strangle hold albatross around my neck is sinking psycho hymns too high the fee one step back to sanity were all addicted anyway |
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from Skinny Puppy - The Process (1999)
Process
alternative - mass control diversification and guilt jealousy prejudice the courage to be themselves... often hated aims to make individual freedom spiritual bounds mental shackles to heal the wound of separation to question the unquestioning of the mind offers an alternative to mass control the center of the information war progressed we have progressed physically as far as we can go... next stage mental the process is you justification decentralized by conditioned guilt fear responses realize for individuals who wish to acquire sigil to the will give the mind before which is a function of the self to react and this focusing releases a tremendous energy as the concourse lowers positive flow of energy so be it the process so be it body like mindedness ageless souls striving for individual matters toward collective goals a guiltless state of self awareness the process is you the process is yours |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor
it's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere in our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace yellow journal yellow journal set the pace feel the rage manifestations of a sort so insidious off the point simple solution never confusion sport a gun kill a cop crazy world of weary thought so receive me had enough lock me up lock me up rot and assimilate so hot to annihilate deviation tonic mess prolonged existence innocence is he who speaks isn't weak wheelchair virtue so to speak bubonic plague the truth of aids immunity avoid decay in the trench of pestilence the bible screams announce your faith mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda completely black with no steps back hot to assimilate we'll rot or annihilate agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain accusations clanking chains experiments with the groans of pain all prefer no one blames the terror in an animal's screams in cages our future - the answers insane |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
There's blood on the wall
So what There's blood on the wall Blood on the wall Shadow wall Shut up Get up Shut up There's blood on the wall There's blood on the wall There's blood on the wall There's blood on the wall There's blood on the wall Blood On the wall |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
simple test
at best all is nothing less run for more i can't decide love in the grass is nothing less rather you look me in the eye your face is creeping in your caring thankless grin immobilize the setting sin create the mood that's dark and grim [chorus] aortic high arctic part mood altered my paradise is lost maskover no one left to dock hide the trap caution deadline remark aortic matches my grey skin known so long feels like the next of kin aortic high arctic part past the trap caution deadline remark [/chorus] a jaded whip rosehip a shallow kiss chauvinistic go look inside whilst in the back a gold to lead to resurrect whats left to die chorus [?] breathes faint tarnish and elevate wipe the kiss goodbye overuse blank card rendezvous understand bells mourn the tired chorus simple test at best all is nothing less run for more i can't decide love in the grass is nothing less rather you look me in the eye your face is creeping in your caring thankless grin immobilize the setting sin create the mood that's dark and grim chorus |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
???
a sign ??? the scream ??? doesn't want cold nights ??? in your ??? ??? crime watch ??? ??? It's hot ??? I see myself falling In this ??? I crawl past the demons Fading away I can't understand why ??? I won't go away ??? me falling in a grave by the wayside I've walked in the forest Wandered in ??? forest ??? dark of this ??? Dark is my crypt Dark is my crypt ??? I'm on your side ??? my ??? ??? forest crypt Nothing ??? |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
"Welcome to my house.
I'm delighted you could come. I'm certain you will find your stay here... most illuminating. Think of me as your unseen host, and believe that, during your stay here, I shall be with you in spirit. May you find the that answer you seek. It is here, I promise you. And now, auf wiedersehen." - [sample from: Legend of Hell House] passing ghosts here's the host talk of nothing matters most urban fracture whats the matter? only i am lost rip blade doomsday cut string way they go away die love rip blade doomsday cut string way they go away die love icebreaker are words misused enough those shameless views icebreaker shall sail right through cold mirror gives icy clues icy clues die love die love passing ghosts heres the host talk of nothing matters most urban fracture whats the matter? only i am lost notice shells ails the well smell of hell dosed phantoms will future answer does it matter? deaths the only thrill thrill thrill thrill die love die love die love icebreaker are words misused enough those shameless views icebreaker shall sail right through cold mirror gives icy clues gives icy clues icy clues come here |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
Trip along dusty road
Care denounce no overload In as much as what's become A sterile cracked up iceberg tomb Mist on ash on murky shore Now begin don't let it show Answers even without feeling No fulfilling close the door Last call Open bar Never closing Go beyond Last call Shallow pond Slow descending So slow to drown Match the perfect DNA Switch pretend at last to see Consolations is a fee Respectfully to never be Symbolized simile Put in words so simply Ask direction No correction Map the course to end of way Hypocrisy Last call Open bar Slow deceiving So reach beyond Last call A shallow pond Slow descending So slow to drown (vocal manipulation) You make believe Last call Open bar Never closing Reach beyond Last call Shallow pond Slow descending So slow to drown Cast a wishful air Walk among do seem to care On the surface righteous air Deliver on the right to share Mesh the fine nucleic bond Crawl between the chromosome On the top of what's begun A truthful generation burn (vocal manipulation) Last call Open bar Slow deceiving Reach beyond Last call A shallow pond Slow deceiving So slow to drown |
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Love
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from Skinny Puppy - Remission & Bites (1999)
elladonna
Each cry Passing incandescent creatures Dark recess Living is hot To retort (?Haunted seek prevent?) Evaporate Teaching nothing new No truth Conform, conform, conform, con- Conflate in the forest Everything that's hot It's melody Morality, morality It's him the beast Forest creeps Steep rocks The paws bleed Waving her A cold rabies whir Seeking a gut clench Best prolong the dread The fiends set upon him To tear to pieces Him heart to hide Eyes feeling Credibly rapidly Definitive bits Contemplate edify my grace Blood (peaks/beaks?) |
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Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! I
bored you full of holes, Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if you swallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar. I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine... You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me! Yes, it's 89 - 's' a good year... Let's hear it now for good old (bittersweet) '89... Let's hear it now for good old '89. We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken (kept on kicking) as they kicked away the chair... They fed it strychnine! We kept on staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt and fired! Count to nine... (ninety nine)... count to nine. I caught it in my teeth, I licked it clean, I chewed it, I chewed it, struck a match... I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a widow. Sure I'm small, but big enough (I'm big enough), to send a bullet through your head. A bullet through the center of your head! I'll send a bullet through the center of your head. Center bullet... Rent a bullet... |
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torment a stench one side inside no doubt lost count
brutalize the half red eyes decide which side whose side you're in the middle of the fire a scythe and smock is sharp so sharp no conscience such confidence a crooked ear so insincere a glue on smile your social style tyrants rule is such a fool superior good advice it's so nice from you arguments so hideous they're heaven sent you can't repent words like ice cut and slice announce my demise christ why did you die superior good advice blood red and arguments heaven sent torment my stench putrefy putrefy wise so wise you're not so wise shadow shadow shadow shadow why? |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
desperate deranged talking in my sleep again eyes twitch
retain a sentimental something looked lorn and we burned and burned I was a cinder body soul in my dreams breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea responding disillusion encrusted cruelty decribe why nails enclose me eating so evenly there exists a lot of reasons to support fatality abstience possessed hardly what you think it is hearts beat positive provided there's progress ignorance does insist of the right coffin took some food offered me can't see myself drank the wine wished the feverish burst of terror breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea insist that nothing happened chilled bloodless fatigue recharge with bitterness fanatics beckoning mistook a look impassioned absorbed with clarity consciousness drifts away discarded memory packaged shelf life bad display breakdown amidst the mixtures avoid addictive plea excessive near romances comfort is treachery so pound the nails in tight eyes screaming out of sight against a grain like curtain unbearably alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor
it's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere in our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace yellow journal yellow journal set the pace feel the rage manifestations of a sort so insidious off the point simple solution never confusion sport a gun kill a cop crazy world of weary thought so receive me had enough lock me up lock me up rot and assimilate so hot to annihilate deviation tonic mess prolonged existence innocence is he who speaks isn't weak wheelchair virtue so to speak bubonic plague the truth of aids immunity avoid decay in the trench of pestilence the bible screams announce your faith mutterings of death to bring suffocate a newborn thing degradation of an age venereal it's all sensation protect design the moral plan infallible as propaganda completely black with no steps back hot to assimilate we'll rot or annihilate agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain accusations clanking chains experiments with the groans of pain all prefer no one blames the terror in an animal's screams in cages our future - the answers insane |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
forlorn lists in true contempt to destruct and dripping red
is it time to come clean wash away everything hold the frame, still life focus, ones intent to not be noticed lost in lies, graceful charms losing touch with everyone management, terms and conditions, waiting for own in addition, a contract is raised the worlds greatest mortuary [sample] self destructive mechanism, introvert overturn, assasination, make from steel the ugly weapon, killers instinct, from man to trigger, he carves with knife initials, feel the pain of all initials, at one point decayed from suicide, you nigh is my illusion. peaceful time, direct potential. living through ones own dimentia, come on open arms dissect division, caress duress, invite delusion, back moving through the keyhole, trust in keeping a value judgement overthrown, like a somnambulist, twisting and churning in retrospect. management, unedible command applicants crime self destruct mechanism, introvert overturn, assasination, make from steel the ugly weapon, killers instinct, from man to trigger, self destruct mechanism, assassination The everlasting eternal sleep. [sample] Secured notes, management, tearms, conditions of such a phase, undone, I can't see. ????? [sample] Alive, alike, in his eyes. |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
Dig it dig it
Love cannot attach itself to binding ugliness Rot in silence to advise life the point at hand Indifference resolving of each others needs Dress it up in false kindness create empathy Hungry lie beside name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Dissolve taste sweet nothing corporate nothing Illogical of own accord with choice of politics Open your eyes to verify the life experience Practitioner of medicine belong until the end Bringing hope scars the point extend eternity Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Flesh and bone attach itself to ancient monuments Unsurpassed except for us unheard violence Deparutre from the fragrant ledge fallen magistrate Give it back a claim to right value ecstasy Hungry live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came Sugar and water dissolves the taste sweet nothing Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Boils bitten haggard pick vomit kicking out Razor slide black eye shroud brain bespattered jaw Retaliate begrudgingly precise as what it seems Fear of claim upon the cyst pent up carnal grin Live decide name your game Feelings feeling sorry that I ever came ??? too far away game game ??? grave Dig it dig it Execute economic slave Dig it dig it Feel it unearthly remains Dig it dig it Freedom as an offering Dig it dig it Ask again Ask again Ask again |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
fallen angel head crashes dead out of control lost memories staircase
into tools twisted playthings on the staircase fools whose weapons twists darker rooms lit with left out toys after playing men changes toys killing game? awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tapping at the go quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds minds temple door locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to represents the killing game who taught the killing game? who taught the burned out killing time who taught the killing game? time's taught the killing closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary padded walls not quiet storms fury game herself i taught the killing game first passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide no one view window pushing faces through sharp cold glass poke bloody holes exposed I taught the killing animals wake up time beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden teeth giving in to the jaws of death I taught the killing game I taught the game first I taught the killing game first till at last you regret tortured weaponry and it's a trap let go the springs snap shut gazes show sharper strange no stronger feeling tempting motion slows to a crawl places his killing game first i taught I taught I taught the game first. first |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
[Dreams not waking creeping down inside the quiet urns
warm in the arm hate burns illusion pain pain pain] listen to the sound crashing down into it the needle is walk out in the street see the vacant eyes dreaming of wonder what I'm going through ....pain..... the dream unbroken economic repression plays a part I wasted away island body on a darkened see to avoid never dies crawls up the back and waits for the lies tall flicker lights the candle burnsinside..... a pain that chattering taped tape taping human muttering warning climb edges edges exhausts no night climbing higher ...... crawls wicked wire cut throat explodes fate...... human heart explodes attacking pointed sticks singing of the the vein no desire .........great in sores the arms wheres the warning warning shot the lights travels to the heart human heart flags the blood ........ out wheres the warning ........ needle is warm in the arm a halo of fire scarring made of flame the flower chair that horror tray of fear wheres the warning warning killing supporting the game of life ......the pain...... broken flavor find its worth calls the tripping strings me .......aching human heart except my patience is giving up on me....... river of track mark volcano upon the arm open sores allowing ants to crawl in and I wonder if I missed the warning missed the warning casting away varnish crack ants symbolize decay missed the warning missed the vein reaching out crying for where is the warning .......heart exploding human heart attack. |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
level edge backs against the ledge no knives the stone hard eyes without the longing or
fear that it would disappear they cling on nuturing never ending obsessions on the table lines needed walls cover tips the balance don't touch me wiped out cornering mouthed the word money head shake handshake out to get a long way from corrosion pushes closer to the edge wired not connected peeling back plastic wrap tinted green and all illusion existing caught up crossfire trading tall tales where are you going where do you fail whats that mean back and forth side by side loose knot weave keep it up altogether or whatever that means passing underneath the trespass dont get to close mouth the word your money if I fade I may and I want to fade away all that I do is pray that you will be there too if this were trying to deceive some minds what the hell do you got to say? altogether |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow i just don't want to know anymore life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong why don't you care? Life shifts up, down, wrong now do it seem fair? Life shifts up, down, wrong it's not in the rhyme or reason so it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom first hand love is really rotten slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary light with me inside the womb i know everyone everybody knows it's me it's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity sightless I regard my past sometimes it should i just don't want to know anymore.
life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong (x3) Why don't you care? Life shifts up, down, wrong. Why don't you care? Why, why why don't you care? Smothered hope.(x17) The world's a hell, what does it matter what happens in it? (x3) The electric chair. (x3) |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
making time in a low rent highrise
no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale mattress slow throb bloating freshly open grave barefoot beggar knotted finger turning pages in a book descending no noise the great trees fall calmly through the window see backward elevation faded spirit of the gold toothed whore moon dances wondering how could this ever be kicking the habit possesion in the flesh loves made up melancholy kicking the habit trip back and unleash all anger emerging from the waterfall brakh? fork horse rear snorted downward a vulgar desire playing cards conjured on fly blown dimly lit round a room of shadows claw the side phantom pinches waking from a dream half eaten candy from some disordered heaven swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat a nested virus feels eating dish aging she sits alone in the worry shes created more time holy hatred kicking the habit |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
in nervous convulsion crouches infant ape trembling in mothers shit
cage eyes tear less filled with contempt clinic mask experiment with life and death smell lingering noxious mixed scent anxiety omnipotent doctor grinds the cage door revealing loves primal instinct taken away the tiny face terrified rant and rave smash your head against the cage vacuum clicks on high conscious of the pain pass off as humane white coat seems so clean most dirt bleached out of greed force the point of habit eyes burn in a rabbit push the pain test button spines cut trip mucous inflection more die. pills each day what goes around comes back stronger tap into the brain break the skull again smash price research rat lab rent pain in flesh more ill drug store sales sharpen the knife emphasis on money new disease everyday end is seen and coming reseach turns it's back to gain crush the spine genocide kitten drags its dead limb continuing all suffering it will come back and win shock paralyse turn trauma burns out the will to live the lying message 5 year genocide 1945 suicide vivisect vi |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
Every truncheon hit misguided the peoples army divided united stance amped Out war dance what a ride inner thought of non violent rebellion outside Dare to die stand and fight show faith return all the weapons Government says use them right fixed action set in motion doubting amnesia Potion what to hide red carpet ride guessing right the jokes on Dark corner the square you bath once a week distorted the viewpoint Seldom seen wayback in 68 ohio kent state was nothing so great have of Have not forcing the point shot in the back take it back down trod soldier Away flower power within kill me kill this way of life and be Known one by one they'll be coming down altogether sister machine gun Automatic high what a ride what a trip tripped over the candlestick tanks Arrive fire wall got to keep the camera alive tell the world What's going on here warning shots are fired at the stomach chest wound Coed falls amped out amped out changing guns for brooms the guards change To clean up crews way back in 68 every thing was so great no way wrong Date keep up the trade balanced charade close circuit truth used to Remove keep the camera alive |
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from Skinny Puppy - Remix Dys Temper (1998)
binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eyedropping biopsy cyclops overlooks
optic options rotton showstopper skinpopper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock reencounter incident subsistance inexistant non committed unwitted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistant wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel |
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from Skinny Puppy - Brap (1996)
Cannot touch me, you fool
I'm not one of you You cannot touch me, you fool I'm not one of you |
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from Skinny Puppy - Brap (1996)
heavens thrash fixation turning mass direction
having a relationship without guilt mass direction off and away hazy circles round the eyes so long how long hate disease heavens thrash its a vacant scathing vapor ancient role play downward shores of pluto heavens thrash dusty crircles flys the by ways of the mind mass direction flower cauldren answer brew to mystify hate disease downward shores of pluto sure all right |
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from Skinny Puppy - Brap (1996)
simple test
at best all is nothing less run for more i can't decide love in the grass is nothing less rather you look me in the eye your face is creeping in your caring thankless grin immobilize the setting sin create the mood that's dark and grim [chorus] aortic high arctic part mood altered my paradise is lost maskover no one left to dock hide the trap caution deadline remark aortic matches my grey skin known so long feels like the next of kin aortic high arctic part past the trap caution deadline remark [/chorus] a jaded whip rosehip a shallow kiss chauvinistic go look inside whilst in the back a gold to lead to resurrect whats left to die chorus [?] breathes faint tarnish and elevate wipe the kiss goodbye overuse blank card rendezvous understand bells mourn the tired chorus simple test at best all is nothing less run for more i can't decide love in the grass is nothing less rather you look me in the eye your face is creeping in your caring thankless grin immobilize the setting sin create the mood that's dark and grim chorus |
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