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From the Album When the Kite String Pops I feel the wetness of her tongue That slides across my skin The viruses crawl over me and feel for some way in Cassie loves to swallow This bleeding will not stop I left cassie hollow Cut you with my cock Cassie likes it in her hand Cassie's dead inside I came to fuck the open wound So hold it open wide Cassie loves to swallow This bleeding will not stop I left cassie hollow Cut you with my cock Take me into the ocean Lay me out on her shore Wake me when the sun burns out And we'll run forever more We're all gonna die tomorrow The freaks are screaming burn it down She can't feel the weather I can't touch the ground Pale and twitching, Twisting to the cold dance Watching the room grow old A funeral romance Somewhere, someone's screaming that the world's gone Smear me with your blood And let these dead boys play their grave songs Suck Slide across the warm red floor To meet me Lock the bathroom door before they crawl To eat me Cut her throat And whisper that we're going home Twitching to the cold dance They suck the meat from her bones Suck Suck Suck

From the Album When the Kite String Pops Flower girls play lover Grave games in the courtyard I heard her screaming like a radio Flower girls play lover Grave games in the courtyard I heard her screaming like a radio Mary lou left marks on you She just screams at the walls The kite string pops I'm swallowed whole by the sky We smoke the bones of baby dolls Techno-liquid screaming meat Heaven's cold beneath my feet Cyber love the anti-man we make love... because we can Virgins play where the bayou's blue Barefoot (and bloody) eatin' mushroom stew Work for pay and pay for freedom Fuck 'em all, we don't need 'em We smoke the bones of baby dolls Everything's gone dry Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement Everything's gone dry Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement Everything's gone dry Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement Everything's gone dry Like bottle glass scraping cross the pavement

From the Album When the Kite String Pops What color is death? The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh Sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death I don't want you I want your flesh Close my eyes and dream of death Slip away and take a breath Rivers running dark and cool How can nothingness be cruel? What color is death? The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh Sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death I don't want you I want your flesh Close my eyes and dream of death Slip away and take a breath Rivers running dark and cool How can nothingness be cruel? Trip with me and meet the sun Orgasm of light Suck the world inside yourself Spitting forth the night Douse their minds in gasoline Drop the burning match Angel alien love I wait for them to I listen to the trees They hum and hold hands with the moon Insects whisper sweet nothings The solar system blooms The skulls of babies grow within The garden of the soul Where the girls run barefoot and all life lives uncontrolled Come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile Never mind the cold black truth That stains the kitchen tile Come on baby let's kick back and bleed with me awhile Never mind the cold black truth That stains the kitchen tile

From the Album When the Kite String Pops Hunter of tears, relative pain Half of this world is dark with the stain The stain of unknowing The dead flower buds, On smiling lips is innocent blood The corpse of your god can only rot and grow cold Now promise me you'll kill me before I get old I hear you on the telephone Moaning my doom A cold woman will kill me in a darkened room Just enough, a heart attack Seal up my black body bag Take me home and hate me, love Bite the hand of our lost love Take your time and take your life Amputate with this dull knife Heaven's meat is on the stick Stir my pain with an ice pick Pick, pick, pick Pick, pick, pick Pick, pick, pick The chain-saw smile of the mortician shines I still got all my fingers but somewhere I lost my mind I can smell abortion on you I can see through I take the gun out of my mouth and point it at you

From the Album When the Kite String Pops The God machine is hungry For individualism and ripe brains The skull farmers do their rain dance And pray the machine falls to sleep She holds me close And whispers wet "there are cannibals among us." Mad in love with dry dead boys In the backs of Abandoned cars Smoking the bones of children Plotting the murder of love Strapped into the chair The needle now descends As they lick their cracking lips Their twitching never ends Blood beneath their finger nails, Swallow all my pain Dirty needles break the skin Suck hard as I drain Drain me Drain me Sunken eyes, a twisted spine A whiter shade of pale Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails Inject my stomach full of Cockroach eggs Their machine is coming carried on a million legs Waking in the sleep of reason Winter is the forever season Lick thy mother's bleeding lips From this glass of hate we sip Fuck the glass we pump the keg Kill conception at the egg Her chin is wet with someone's hate Love, disfigure, amputate Amputate Amputate Can you remember how it felt to be alive? Your god machine is cold And dead your eyes they cannot cry Fuck your deities of dying love We have shot them down from the skies above Screaming convulsing My eyes are bleeding Be silent now and take your beating I wonder how long you would live With a bullet in your gut I wonder how much shit you'd talk If your throat was cut I wonder what you'd sound like begging me To let you breathe I wonder how much pain it would take To make you all believe Believe, believe, believe, believe In me I'm your god machine Fuck your god

From the Album When the Kite String Pops We wanna see some blood We need a new whore We don't give a fuck We just want more Blood We want Blood We want blood I'm gonna fuck the whole in Kennedy's head Revolt deface resist Push the button Lgalize Freedom Let's shoot the president, Rape the queen And feel the flowers breath again Inside this dead machine Got to teach you, Got to teach you Swimming into nowhere Thrill kill avenue, Cuttin' her slowly Liberty, she crawls to me I slept the last mile on our way to endsville Shove it inside her Spectro-trippin on I slept the last mile on our way to endsville Spread your legs, Don't look at me Cut me, rape me, make me free Breeders screaming dreaming bloodless For the loveless White sound, oceans of dreams I won't be another number on the screen Shhhhh... I wanna hear you scream I won't be another number White sound, jet black scream Vomiting this cold mass of hate I'm gonna push my love Through her skull Through her skull Through her skull Through her skull Through her I have heard abortion Stories from the leather nun Holding hands with dead girls Hiding from the sun I did a line I did a line I did a line I did a line The lines that define begin to gray and fade now We shoot out the lights and swallow razor blades I feel nothing for the meat that came before Liberty, she crawled to me playing the whore

From the Album When the Kite String Pops Why do you love to lick my wounds? Why do you love to feel my pain? Why do you love to suck my life? Why do you look so motherfucking dead? ..Dead? Dead? Why do I feel so dead? Why do I feel so high? High? High? Kill me...I'm a dope fiend. Do not touch me for I am unllean Kill (your television/kill your time) Kill me Kill (the cold embryo/kill my mind) Kill me Screaming insects hail the Queen Welcome the killer home Hold me close to your dead heart And let the rapist roam Put your bloody hands on me And whisper in my ear Burning bodies keep us warm And have for many years Why do you love to lick my wounds? Why do you love to feel my pain? Why do you love to suck my life? Why do you love to lick my wounds? Why!? Yeah motherfucker, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive.. Yeah motherfucker, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive.. Yeah motherfucker, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive.. Yeah motherfucker, I'm high. And I'm thankful just to be alive..

From the Album When the Kite String Pops Dr. Suess is dead We await... life Dr. Suess is dead A cloud of flies obscure the sun A stone is dropped A dream undone Ripples grow and ride the tide The dead things crawls from deep inside With it's dying Sour breath The burning smell of insect flesh Hungry things in circles crowd Around t.v.'s turned up too loud We are the dead next door Turned up to loud Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor It's too fucking loud Taste the light, inject the lord It's too fucking loud I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored It's too fucking loud We are the dead next door It's too fucking loud Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor It's too fucking loud Taste the light, inject the lord It's too fucking loud I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored Motherfuck yeah! We await...life Dr. Suess is dead The dream is swirling I'm alone Where the streets are paved with bone Buildings with a hundred eyes Watch me through the swarming flie Behind shade pulled down tight Things are growing without light Hungry things in circles crowd Around t.v.'s turned up too loud We are the dead next door Turned up to loud Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor It's too fucking loud Taste the light, inject the lord It's too fucking loud I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored It's too fucking loud We are the dead next door It's too fucking loud Where the dirty needles shine and litter the floor It's too fucking loud Taste the light, inject the lord It's too fucking loud I cut my self again because I'm so fucking bored Motherfuck yeah! The dream sea has been poisoned Stoplight flashes me red Innocence sufficated in it's sleep Dr. Suess is dead The dream sea has been poisoned Stoplight flashes me red Innocence sufficated in it's sleep Dr. Suess is dead Dead Dead Dead He's fucking dead