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Seeds of Hate
02:46
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The eejit spews his cesspool of lies
Creating a slag heap of deception
Yet they swallow his subtext of existence
While his bigotry becomes the law of the land
He is neither fish nor fowl
But an assortment of body parts
Your fear has become our warfare
Our resistance is not futile
You will become the beggar
that rides the horse to hell
You will become the beggar
that rides the horse to hell**
The mounds of decaying piglet flesh
has become the source of their opinions
a pox upon them and upon your house
as they bark their ugly words in unison
Your fear has become our warfare
Our resistance is not futile
You will become the beggar
that rides the horse to hell
You will become the beggar
that rides the horse to hell
A pox upon you, a pox upon your house
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Christofascist
02:00
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Waiting in the shadows
the clock is striking three
the time of the arrival comes
for my nemesis and me
Christofascist
I pray to my St. John
on whose cross I stiffly stand
Balancing myself
Half punished, half damned
Christofascist
The mystery is over
the Nightshade takes effect
I’ll not be here tomorrow
a few hours to forget
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Christian Lovers
03:51
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I need a Christian in my bed
I need a hole in my head
Don't crush their hands
Don't crush their feet
While they pray on bleeding knees
They will suck your soul
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Out out body of Christ
In the name of lust and sanity
I need a Christian in my bed
I need a hole in my head
I want to play around with their private parts
Sever them until they do no harm
Don't crush their hands
Don't crush their feet
While they pray on bleeding knees
They will suck your soul
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Now parasite upon me
Out out body of Christ
In the name of lust and sanity
I want to strip them of their flesh
Lay around with their private parts
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Backyard Crucifix
02:32
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The world is coming to an end
and all you can do is tell me the latest episode in your life
isn't there one subject upon which you cannot wax profound,
is there no subject into which you cannot inset some amusing anecdote
or story about someone you know,
or someone you know that knows someone who knew something.
Fame and knowledge by remote association
truth hanging on distant relations and remembrances of people who knew and could be trusted,
if we knew who they were. Are you truly the center of the Universe?
have I been fooling myself with this "God" myth too long,
are you the all knowing Savior sent to save me from my sins
by boring me to death with stories of your friends and your accomplishments.
Because if you are... have I got a deal for you...
it happened once before, to another wisenheimer
who thought he was "God"
so step out here into my backyard
and let me show you the view from my cross
no you're the guest...
you first
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Walking the Dilly
02:23
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Walking the Dilly
I'm no proddy johnny jump up
I'm a Catholic boy with no shackles to bind me
Walking the Dilly with Quentin Crisp
Ready to milk my money from the streets
An uncut paddy with Doc Martens ready for action
This alabaster god child can devour you in seconds
Fuck the present the past has a strangle hold on you
Walking the Dilly are you ready to pay a guinea or two
for an uncut paddy
This angel is ready to make you cower like a desparate bitch
looking for a john
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6. |
Gangs of Whores
04:06
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Gangs of whores have open wounds to plunder
While uncut cocks work their way in
Gangs of whores squat on hungry dick wads
While horse dicks shoot wads of horse jizzum
Gangs of whores lap on the foreskin of dying Haitians
While we brag and lie about our chemical highs
So thank you for walking into the bus straight first
So thank you for your one petty revelation
So thank you for your catacomb denial
And yet another love lick dies
And yet another love lick dies
And yet another love lick dies
Gangs of whores fuck daily as the syringe falls out of their arms
While swollen barbendas jack off hourly
Gangs of whores suck on hungry dick wads
While horse dicks shoot cum into an unwilling ass
Gangs of whores sell their well used genitals
and always brag about their chemical highs
So thank you for walking into the bus straight first
So thank you for your one petty revelation
So thank you for your catacomb denial
So thank you for getting permanent lockjaw
So now you can lie on your razor edged rocking chair and bleed
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The Second Coming ( Fire and Fury)
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born
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8. |
Cardinal Newman
02:06
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SS treatment early in the morning
Religious instruction with Christian guilt
While they pray on bleeding knees
They’ll suck your will until its dry
Cardinal is my savior
Sister Gabrielle’s a horny bitch
Masturbation in hot showers
Masturbation is Christian relief
Will you punish me now and then
Make me do what you want
Force your beliefs down my throat
Make a killing once a week
Groups of boys just stare and watch
Groups of girls rip and raw
Penetration filled with fear
Penetration a Christian relief
Catholic school with prison bars
Catholic school with prison bars
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All your church going
All your philosophy
All your politics
Come to nought
If you think you know the truth
you've just swallowed the lie
All your charity
All your chanting
all you meditation
Come to nought
If you think you know the truth
you've just swallowed the lie
Endless paths of self adulation
Endless road of religious belief
look at me, look at me is your mantra
look at me, look at me brings you relief
If you think you know the truth
you've just swallowed the lie
See the darkness, hear the silence
Find your peace with your inner violence
Should you meet the Buddha as you travel the road
Kill the fake imposter as the story is told
swallow the lie
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10. |
Baby Going Down
02:18
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I always wanted to do what’s wrong
And I always thought I was so strong
Nothing could catch me,
Nothing brought me down.
No one could stop me,
Queen of our town
And now I’m gone
And now I’m gone
I stepped into the water below
A place I knew I shouldn’t go
Didn’t listen to my mama
Didn’t listen to my pop
Now I’m lost and
I don’t know how to stop
And I’m gone,
Sweet Jesus, I’m gone
The river is slow, the river is deep
And now little baby’s floating fast asleep
In death, sweet baby is dead
Baby going up
Baby coming down
Baby, baby six feet underground
Sweet baby is dead,
Sweet baby is dead
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Kyrie
02:28
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Day of wrath and doom impending.
Heaven and earth in ashes ending
When from heaven the judge defending
How great will the quaking be.
Death is struck, and nature quaking,
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making.
To its Judge an answer making.
when the creature rises
Nothing will remain unpunished
All my shame with anguish owning
Neal and bow and I am praying
How great will the quaking be
Kyrie Eleison
Day of wrath and doom impending.
Heaven and earth in ashes ending
When from heaven the judge defending
How great will the quaking be.
spare me oh god
for I have sinned
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12. |
Mantra
02:34
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13. |
Guts for Garters
02:22
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Guts for garters
My tormentor is a geriatric fool
Bound and gaged in fear
Having dreams at whole sale prices
A desperation plan for control
guts for garters on the down low
guts for garters you are a go go
guts for garters on the low down
guts for garters you are a go go
guts for garters on the down low
guts for garters you are a go go
guts for garters on the low down
guts for garters you are a go go
Dont diss me man
I am the real deal
I am no cherry picking Catholic boy
Fuck your archives I'm a living legend
Just ask anyone at the bus stop
(alt. verse)
You may mine for nuggets
from a long lost past
all you find is sour grapes
and a legless man fallen from his perch
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