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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
All the time I think "This is the last time"
I can't have it any other way I force these words onto paper Thought I had something more to say 'Scuse me But I have to make myself up I'm plastic Unreal Maybe a bit surreal If I'd closed strong Would I have dug the show My intention is not to look for an answer It's just my ideas that are running low No thanks You see Don't need no sympathy Too right Been used At least it's an excuse There was a time when I was heard Now you don't even return my calls No-one would like to live without friends Even if he possessed it all |
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All the time I think "This is the last time"
I can't have it any other way I force these words onto paper Thought I had something more to say 'Scuse me But I have to make myself up I'm plastic Unreal Maybe a bit surreal If I'd closed strong Would I have dug the show My intention is not to look for an answer It's just my ideas that are running low No thanks You see Don't need no sympathy Too right Been used At least it's an excuse There was a time when I was heard Now you don't even return my calls No-one would like to live without friends Even if he possessed it all |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Carrying a heard the size of my head
Got an angel on my back The leftovers of my face Is a leaden mask of death Drink my coffee black I sing with a voice full of scorn Behind my bony mask of face They call me the one with horns But at the end of the day, I'm just torn I don't think about things too much Sunken temples, sleeky smile I've been in the scene for much to long To not be vile I'm scared stiff about the fact That someday I'll slack Led astray in a world I once knew Used to be king now considered a fool I admire your burnt skin But is your flesh rotten right through? Alive among the lifeless In a close-minded world Where no-one is true |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Carrying a heard the size of my head
Got an angel on my back The leftovers of my face Is a leaden mask of death Drink my coffee black I sing with a voice full of scorn Behind my bony mask of face They call me the one with horns But at the end of the day, I'm just torn I don't think about things too much Sunken temples, sleeky smile I've been in the scene for much to long To not be vile I'm scared stiff about the fact That someday I'll slack Led astray in a world I once knew Used to be king now considered a fool I admire your burnt skin But is your flesh rotten right through? Alive among the lifeless In a close-minded world Where no-one is true |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
My brain sometimes intends to walk away
Somehow my hat seems to hold it together But if I feel like slipping away for a bit All I have to do is take my hat off I'm tired of hating And feeling down My ears they're bleeding And I'm getting old I wanna live Live in the town Where everybody is young and no-one has died Last night I dreamt about throwing up worms And my big black cat turned into a crippled rat Insanity's contagious So am I Got plugs in my ears To keep my thoughts within I wanna live Live in a town Where everybody is young and no-one has died Insanity's contagious In a town Where everybody is young and no-one has died |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
I look about 27
And that I haven't slept well I bang my head to sleep With a bottle of bourbon-hell I'm a character living In a world gone wrong Don't act so stingy about it We're all in this song Put on the face you use as a disguise I can see it in your eyes The kick you get from your own lies I'm a man you can't kid And a man you can't trust I promote a lifestyle You can't really live Returning to madness Lose my old skin |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Take your hands out of your pockets
Don't walk until green Call it penance, call it shock You just lost your esteem You know it's ironic If it went down today Phoney faces just don't care But today they might have something to say I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday And I say it in slugs I'm not convinced it's the only way How tiny bits and pieces of words/works Somehow end up in hugs Some say it in slugs I killed my best friend with a hammer Now I'm in stitches He became one of the icons around I was left with an itch I woke up on the wrong side of my bed I'm just a little keen I have to sleep there dead on that spot Or else I won't be able to dream I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday... Some say it in slugs |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Take your hands out of your pockets
Don't walk until green Call it penance, call it shock You just lost your esteem You know it's ironic If it went down today Phoney faces just don't care But today they might have something to say I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday And I say it in slugs I'm not convinced it's the only way How tiny bits and pieces of words/works Somehow end up in hugs Some say it in slugs I killed my best friend with a hammer Now I'm in stitches He became one of the icons around I was left with an itch I woke up on the wrong side of my bed I'm just a little keen I have to sleep there dead on that spot Or else I won't be able to dream I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday... Some say it in slugs |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Satan kissed my dog
Cracked his moral shell Possessed to wear the kilt In his Scottish hell I touched your lips your eyes fell out On to the floor behind the door I picked them up and washed them off And taped them back upon your face |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Satan kissed my dog
Cracked his moral shell Possessed to wear the kilt In his Scottish hell I touched your lips your eyes fell out On to the floor behind the door I picked them up and washed them off And taped them back upon your face |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
I'm seeing red
It helps me see things straight I'm doing everything For the purpose of improvement Don't ask me why Cuz it don't faze me one iota I'm the alpha and omega The beginning and the end It's just the warm up for the work ahead Food for my mind, emotionally seared Beckons as big as an atomic-bomb Wipe off my cosmetic tears I'm seeing red I open my eyes It roots me to the spot So young at heart Independant in thought and mind Test my nerves I'm doing this for kicks And it gives me everything That is here for me to find Don't ask me when I began to hate Cuz I don't recall a time I didn't Am I the only one of my kind? No!!!? And who is not a parasite? Can you name me just one? I see your eyes and I know for a fact I'm not your only son |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
I'm seeing red
It helps me see things straight I'm doing everything For the purpose of improvement Don't ask me why Cuz it don't faze me one iota I'm the alpha and omega The beginning and the end It's just the warm up for the work ahead Food for my mind, emotionally seared Beckons as big as an atomic-bomb Wipe off my cosmetic tears I'm seeing red I open my eyes It roots me to the spot So young at heart Independant in thought and mind Test my nerves I'm doing this for kicks And it gives me everything That is here for me to find Don't ask me when I began to hate Cuz I don't recall a time I didn't Am I the only one of my kind? No!!!? And who is not a parasite? Can you name me just one? I see your eyes and I know for a fact I'm not your only son |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Head bowed in silence
Scarcely sane in mind Strung out, internal violence Confusion fills my time Stare back at my face, neurotic eyes Joy and despair collides It's eating me up from the inside Don't look back Remember yesterday, no way Going through the cast Turning insane by their games Stare at my world with psychotic eyes The demons in me unite I hear them laughing in the rain Chanting out my name The echoes turn into flames Voices, noices, disordered, sore WAR |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Head bowed in silence
Scarcely sane in mind Strung out, internal violence Confusion fills my time Stare back at my face, neurotic eyes Joy and despair collides It's eating me up from the inside Don't look back Remember yesterday, no way Going through the cast Turning insane by their games Stare at my world with psychotic eyes The demons in me unite I hear them laughing in the rain Chanting out my name The echoes turn into flames Voices, noices, disordered, sore WAR |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
It keeps me awake, it grows in my head
My body aches, my feelings are dead I turn my eyes inside out Gaze into the hell I created, Burned-Out! Lost everything I had, for a word My own presence makes me disturbed I've put myself in a state I can't portray I scream coz there's nothing left For me to say Stare myself blind on words I cannot see Deep inside I feel it's all so real, to steal Once I had it all, inside my head Now it's all gone, my views are spread |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
It keeps me awake, it grows in my head
My body aches, my feelings are dead I turn my eyes inside out Gaze into the hell I created, Burned-Out! Lost everything I had, for a word My own presence makes me disturbed I've put myself in a state I can't portray I scream coz there's nothing left For me to say Stare myself blind on words I cannot see Deep inside I feel it's all so real, to steal Once I had it all, inside my head Now it's all gone, my views are spread |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Most deals don't need deliberation
That's what I thought You sung in a language That I don't really know And didn't dare to get tought He who said there's gold around the corner Is all too right to be wrong But somehow I feel that I've been cheated All along in this song And you just dumped me In your neighbours garbage can Could it be so hard to understand? Most deals don't need conclusion Yeah, right You're real good at looking out For things like your own back And you just dumped me In your neighbours garbage can I guess I'll never learn to understand Last time it didn't turn out the way I wanted This time it turned out to be something good Better grab my money in time to invest it Cuz the market round here Ain't really as it should It's far more universal To become an astronaut I scream my lungs out I'm not too sure of what you're all about Time out |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Most deals don't need deliberation
That's what I thought You sung in a language That I don't really know And didn't dare to get tought He who said there's gold around the corner Is all too right to be wrong But somehow I feel that I've been cheated All along in this song And you just dumped me In your neighbours garbage can Could it be so hard to understand? Most deals don't need conclusion Yeah, right You're real good at looking out For things like your own back And you just dumped me In your neighbours garbage can I guess I'll never learn to understand Last time it didn't turn out the way I wanted This time it turned out to be something good Better grab my money in time to invest it Cuz the market round here Ain't really as it should It's far more universal To become an astronaut I scream my lungs out I'm not too sure of what you're all about Time out |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
It's time to put it straight
I dislike the way you act I said Hey!!! Get off my back End of discussion You're not getting used None will give you sympathy If you deal with self abuse Ever thought about getting a Life? Sick of hearing your lies You burn down my fuse When it's me it's a mistake For you there's always an excuse Stick to the truth or please shut the fuck up Qualified bullshit that never seems to stop Try someone else I won't fall for no lies Get a life Throw it in my face, cut the bullshit You sit around and bite your fingertips A bunch of parasites with covered up tracks Get off my back |
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Is that a strain
Or a delicate smile Built to proportion? It might as well have been you And all the things you do Somedays I'm waiting For my pulse to calm down Into the low hundreds I shake the shirt loose off my back Day and night, year in year out I discovered my sweet dreams Of corruption deep inside myself I should have stood in carny Or end up preserved upon your shelf Day and night, year in year out Will you ever understand That I'm only an object Day and night year in year out I'm just trying to be the subject Where others see the abstract I only see the truth And that has always been To repeat my youth |
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from Entombed - Uprising (2007)
Is that a strain
Or a delicate smile Built to proportion? It might as well have been you And all the things you do Somedays I'm waiting For my pulse to calm down Into the low hundreds I shake the shirt loose off my back Day and night, year in year out I discovered my sweet dreams Of corruption deep inside myself I should have stood in carny Or end up preserved upon your shelf Day and night, year in year out Will you ever understand That I'm only an object Day and night year in year out I'm just trying to be the subject Where others see the abstract I only see the truth And that has always been To repeat my youth |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
I am the machine
I am the insect I am the one you least suspect I am the cancer in your soul Better treat me with respect The moment you saw me you knew you were in shit You hate me all the time you can And your tomorrow is gonna be a drag Go on and scream while you still can Cuz you're about to die Die, you know it You're about to die, die I'm the unbalance I'm the terror In your made up atmosphere I'm the disturbance of the universe Your constant living fear You're about to die Die, you're about to die I am and I shall be to the end Can you spend your life like this? You're crying like a woman When you're about to die die, just fucking die |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
I am the machine
I am the insect I am the one you least suspect I am the cancer in your soul Better treat me with respect The moment you saw me you knew you were in shit You hate me all the time you can And your tomorrow is gonna be a drag Go on and scream while you still can Cuz you're about to die Die, you know it You're about to die, die I'm the unbalance I'm the terror In your made up atmosphere I'm the disturbance of the universe Your constant living fear You're about to die Die, you're about to die I am and I shall be to the end Can you spend your life like this? You're crying like a woman When you're about to die die, just fucking die |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Listen,
no-one knows. True evil never shows. You cannot see its face. True evil travels without trace. No, it never dies. Always on the rise. Evil this good need no disguise. Shit-caked. Moral slide. Soul-sized token entry side. No, it never dies. A modern hell is an enterprise. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can. I'm your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can. It's a cosmic gag reel, life turning on itself. Cathedral-sized egos, empty top shelves. The rules are set in opposition. It's the goof of all times. Schoolgirls selling sex at intermission. It's ok, it's not a crime. I give you pleasure, fulfill every need. I take the bricks out of the briefcase. I set this whole thing free. I am your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can. I'm your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can. |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Listen,
no-one knows. True evil never shows. You cannot see its face. True evil travels without trace. No, it never dies. Always on the rise. Evil this good need no disguise. Shit-caked. Moral slide. Soul-sized token entry side. No, it never dies. A modern hell is an enterprise. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can. I'm your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can. It's a cosmic gag reel, life turning on itself. Cathedral-sized egos, empty top shelves. The rules are set in opposition. It's the goof of all times. Schoolgirls selling sex at intermission. It's ok, it's not a crime. I give you pleasure, fulfill every need. I take the bricks out of the briefcase. I set this whole thing free. I am your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will kill you if I must, I will help you if I can. I'm your man. At the head of all tables, bringer of light. Here I am. I'm your man. I will help you if I must, I will kill you if I can. |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Down here on the ground
since it all began. Experiment in moral and behavior. In spite of all imperfection, I'm a fan of man. The worm is my rose too. Many my name but one and the same chaos, being and the everlasting flame Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Don't get too cocky, keep yourself small. Don't ever let them see you coming. Look at me, underestimated from day one. You never see me coming, I'm a surprise. Solid my game, we're one and the same. The chaos, the being, and the everlasting flame! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Watching, waiting Holding my breath, but I'm no puppeteer The stage is set, you pull your own strings now. Like butterfly wings, once they're touched, they never leave the ground. No, I don't make things happen here! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Down here on the ground
since it all began. Experiment in moral and behavior. In spite of all imperfection, I'm a fan of man. The worm is my rose too. Many my name but one and the same chaos, being and the everlasting flame Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Don't get too cocky, keep yourself small. Don't ever let them see you coming. Look at me, underestimated from day one. You never see me coming, I'm a surprise. Solid my game, we're one and the same. The chaos, the being, and the everlasting flame! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Watching, waiting Holding my breath, but I'm no puppeteer The stage is set, you pull your own strings now. Like butterfly wings, once they're touched, they never leave the ground. No, I don't make things happen here! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say it! Chief rebel angel! Phosphoros, Lucifer Stand up! In praise of the morning star! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! Phosphoros, Lucifer Say my name! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Born and predicted
to always be wrong. The same old bullshit, the same old song. Familiar patterns, familiar hosts. The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts. The city of refugees they're all in fatigue You're all bullshit of the same old league Familiar patterns familiar hosts, The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts. City of ghost! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Born and predicted
to always be wrong. The same old bullshit, the same old song. Familiar patterns, familiar hosts. The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts. The city of refugees they're all in fatigue You're all bullshit of the same old league Familiar patterns familiar hosts, The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts. City of ghost! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Uncivilize,
destroy our youth. There's no end of this shocking truth. Reinforcements of postponed sell outs. We're all starving and full of doubts. No, no ground of truth. No, no foundations. What's this coming to? Hail, hail the devestation. Is it the truth or your image that makes your life worth living? You're in love with a dream of an image not given. Take out their palace and burn their flags. You're all dying in your dress rehearsal rags. Reinforcements, we're more than less. An auto-pilot. Ensemble of the restless! No, no ground of truth. No, no foundations. What's this coming to? Hail, hail the devestation. Is it the truth or your image that makes your life worth living? You're in love with a dream of an image not given. They don't like us around here. They hate us everywhere. We'll deny nothing. We hate eachother Openly! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Uncivilize,
destroy our youth. There's no end of this shocking truth. Reinforcements of postponed sell outs. We're all starving and full of doubts. No, no ground of truth. No, no foundations. What's this coming to? Hail, hail the devestation. Is it the truth or your image that makes your life worth living? You're in love with a dream of an image not given. Take out their palace and burn their flags. You're all dying in your dress rehearsal rags. Reinforcements, we're more than less. An auto-pilot. Ensemble of the restless! No, no ground of truth. No, no foundations. What's this coming to? Hail, hail the devestation. Is it the truth or your image that makes your life worth living? You're in love with a dream of an image not given. They don't like us around here. They hate us everywhere. We'll deny nothing. We hate eachother Openly! |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
This is my opinion
These are my demands It is my new face It's where I stand This is not a lecture to increase your wealth And it's not a permit to only think for yourself I'd like to see you corrected I'd like to see you destroyed What is not believd in I'm glad to be of use What is not in need for Still a bit obtuse My independence is my dependence It's my only option It's all that makes sense Your basic standards The thorn in your side The technology that you're imprisoned by I'd like to see you corrected I'd like to see you destroyed What is not believd in I'm glad to be of use What is not in need for Still a bit obtuse What is not believed in In these fractured skulls What is not in need for Of these poor old gulls |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
This is my opinion
These are my demands It is my new face It's where I stand This is not a lecture to increase your wealth And it's not a permit to only think for yourself I'd like to see you corrected I'd like to see you destroyed What is not believd in I'm glad to be of use What is not in need for Still a bit obtuse My independence is my dependence It's my only option It's all that makes sense Your basic standards The thorn in your side The technology that you're imprisoned by I'd like to see you corrected I'd like to see you destroyed What is not believd in I'm glad to be of use What is not in need for Still a bit obtuse What is not believed in In these fractured skulls What is not in need for Of these poor old gulls |
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God is waiting, always hating
Endlessly Loss of life means nothing now That everything is free Never in your wildest dreams could you anticipate this loss impotent redeemer hanging helpless on the cross I for an eye, tooth for a truth Pain in kind Try to see things straight The hate has made you blind Inbred soul cries out in anguish Nightmare ended, life surrended Spent a lifetime shooting up But still they drag you down Deliberate infliction From a whiter shade of brown I for an eye, tooth for a truth Spinal staircase Comprehension sets in violent embrace I for an eye, tooth for a truth Pain in kind Manic, Always searching what you'll never find (You're blind) |
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God is waiting, always hating
Endlessly Loss of life means nothing now That everything is free Never in your wildest dreams could you anticipate this loss impotent redeemer hanging helpless on the cross I for an eye, tooth for a truth Pain in kind Try to see things straight The hate has made you blind Inbred soul cries out in anguish Nightmare ended, life surrended Spent a lifetime shooting up But still they drag you down Deliberate infliction From a whiter shade of brown I for an eye, tooth for a truth Spinal staircase Comprehension sets in violent embrace I for an eye, tooth for a truth Pain in kind Manic, Always searching what you'll never find (You're blind) |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Me and myself
We're not one of you We have an alibi to always get thru Me and myself My mentor and guide You're my tormentor Always by my side Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward, downward Instrument evil mental twin Me and myself We're king, yeah, we're kong We will let you down When you're weak we are strong Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward, downward Infernal evil mental twin Me and myself We do what we claim We mean what we say Only shreds will remain |
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Me and myself
We're not one of you We have an alibi to always get thru Me and myself My mentor and guide You're my tormentor Always by my side Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward, downward Instrument evil mental twin Me and myself We're king, yeah, we're kong We will let you down When you're weak we are strong Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward - mental twin Not going downward, downward Infernal evil mental twin Me and myself We do what we claim We mean what we say Only shreds will remain |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Selling sin is easy
Tainted empty v Your eyes are heavy by the things you see An uncontrolled addiction You're all hooked up A lost generation that's all corrupt Why don't you know that you're all being sold Chased out of heaven Down into the hole You don't know Life it ain't that easy Living on your knees Your eyes been blinded Doing everything to please Empty V religion Requires no response It makes up your opinion more than once Are you really for sale? you have not yet failed Why don't you know that you're all being sold Chased out of heaven Down into the hole You don't know Charismatic Selflessness Fall out of your role You don't know Check out your colors In your feeding frenzy soul All hooked up Drifting out of focus In and out of control All corrupt Check from Heaven Now feeding the hole No response Are you really for sale You have not yet failed Charismatic Selflessness Fall out of your role You don't know Check out your colors In your feeding frenzy soul All corrupt Drifting out of focus In and out of control No response Check from heaven Now feeding the hole Copy Imitate Mechanical No heart Fall in Don't stand out Machinery Sell-out |
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Selling sin is easy
Tainted empty v Your eyes are heavy by the things you see An uncontrolled addiction You're all hooked up A lost generation that's all corrupt Why don't you know that you're all being sold Chased out of heaven Down into the hole You don't know Life it ain't that easy Living on your knees Your eyes been blinded Doing everything to please Empty V religion Requires no response It makes up your opinion more than once Are you really for sale? you have not yet failed Why don't you know that you're all being sold Chased out of heaven Down into the hole You don't know Charismatic Selflessness Fall out of your role You don't know Check out your colors In your feeding frenzy soul All hooked up Drifting out of focus In and out of control All corrupt Check from Heaven Now feeding the hole No response Are you really for sale You have not yet failed Charismatic Selflessness Fall out of your role You don't know Check out your colors In your feeding frenzy soul All corrupt Drifting out of focus In and out of control No response Check from heaven Now feeding the hole Copy Imitate Mechanical No heart Fall in Don't stand out Machinery Sell-out |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Greed
It's really no mystery Where these people come from is so fucking plain to see They fist-fuck the planet and smile And lick their fingers clean Hey You're better than all the rest You're god's special creature Intelligence at it's best You fist-suck the planet in style And lick your fingers clean But now you wake up in a pile of shit Gone is the dream (Chorus:) And you scream but there's no-one there You got to pay your own fare Your dick is sore and you're all alone Hurts like hell when it hits home Now, listen Prepare to suck cock in hell It's really not all that bad once you get past the smell You fist-fucked the planet and smiled And licked your fingers clean As gods come and go You did not make the winning team (chorus) You're god's special little creature |
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Greed
It's really no mystery Where these people come from is so fucking plain to see They fist-fuck the planet and smile And lick their fingers clean Hey You're better than all the rest You're god's special creature Intelligence at it's best You fist-suck the planet in style And lick your fingers clean But now you wake up in a pile of shit Gone is the dream (Chorus:) And you scream but there's no-one there You got to pay your own fare Your dick is sore and you're all alone Hurts like hell when it hits home Now, listen Prepare to suck cock in hell It's really not all that bad once you get past the smell You fist-fucked the planet and smiled And licked your fingers clean As gods come and go You did not make the winning team (chorus) You're god's special little creature |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Take out the failures
Erase the existence Break down the values Break down the system No, can't co-exist It's year one now No, can't co-exist It's year one now Sadistic solutions to mankind's abortion Wipe out the traces of historic creations No, can't co-exist It's year one now No, can't co-exist It's year one now Die die die die Kill kill kill kill Die die die die Kill kill kill kill |
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Take out the failures
Erase the existence Break down the values Break down the system No, can't co-exist It's year one now No, can't co-exist It's year one now Sadistic solutions to mankind's abortion Wipe out the traces of historic creations No, can't co-exist It's year one now No, can't co-exist It's year one now Die die die die Kill kill kill kill Die die die die Kill kill kill kill |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Young man, atheist
There's someone there You can't see in lights Young man, Naturalist Your eyes are heavy From sleepless nights Feed the conflict into your head Young man, atlas There are places Without ground of reality Young man nihilist Dematerialize The prediction of insanity Just feed the conflict into your head Freedom is just a state of mind Asleep with dead eyes open Affraid to put the words onto paper Affraid of the gates About to crack open Man, it's about time to let your spirit pass thru Are you north or south bound? It's all up to you It's so up to you Just feed the conflict into your head Freedom is just a state of mind Asleep with dead eyes open Affraid to put the words onto paper Affraid of the gates About to crack open Man, it's about time to let your spirit pass thru Are you north or south bound? It's all up to you It's so up to you |
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from Entombed - Morning Star (2007)
Young man, atheist
There's someone there You can't see in lights Young man, Naturalist Your eyes are heavy From sleepless nights Feed the conflict into your head Young man, atlas There are places Without ground of reality Young man nihilist Dematerialize The prediction of insanity Just feed the conflict into your head Freedom is just a state of mind Asleep with dead eyes open Affraid to put the words onto paper Affraid of the gates About to crack open Man, it's about time to let your spirit pass thru Are you north or south bound? It's all up to you It's so up to you Just feed the conflict into your head Freedom is just a state of mind Asleep with dead eyes open Affraid to put the words onto paper Affraid of the gates About to crack open Man, it's about time to let your spirit pass thru Are you north or south bound? It's all up to you It's so up to you |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
We rise from the ashes we burn
With a grin on our face we return We walk among the ones The mortals can't see When the sun goes up No more we'll be Soulless we hide in the shadows Lifeless we hide from the sun We are the children of the underworld And we are gone We stalk the earth we are undead By the fullmoon's curse we are possessed Doomed to eternity We suffer we cry Bleeding endless floods When we conquer your lives With blood our thirst has been stilled With flesh our stomachs are filled We are children of the underworld And we kill We repent nothing We cheat and we lie We manipulate your soul We bleed and you die Fearless we walk among demons Godless we take your last breath We are children of the underworld And we're undead |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
I have faith and I will travel
Such sights I've never seen There are wrists that need to be slit It is the passage to where I've never been Everyday when I wake up I know I've failed Something to live for is hard to find I'd like to think that I know tomorrow I need to leave it all behind I'm descending into inferno And I'm burning in hell All earthly crises has left with my own life Down here I dwell All my power goes to survival A don't eat enough to do something else It's time to quit about time to betray Cuz all my head is full of is hells bells I'm descending into inferno And I'm burning in hell All earthly crises has left with my own life Down here I dwell |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
Flexing muscles
All pumped up I'm showing off Testosterone Male masculine icon Athletic godlike clone Oiled skin shinning I enjoy what I see Greek god superman Full of testosterone Male masculine icon Athletic godlike clone My system is full of steroids I don't care if it fucks with my head Growing harder as I watch myself Jerking off while flexing My body is perfect and pure strength Blood pumping hard in my veins How easy it could be To smash your head in with a single blow I'm gods gift to women The ideal man I'm building perfection You envy the way I am |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
Skeletons built to last in concrete
Like tombstones in these barren lands Standing so strong in reflection Against the pale grey sky These suburbs are full of zombies Infected by plague and festering boils Foul scent of the rotting ones The decaying remains of a happier time Children of black coffins Awaiting to be sincerely torn Bones are crushed by machinery Their dust will be spread by the storm Inexhaustible crowds of graveyards Condemned to a life of rats Overwhelmed by endless torment The ones above are laughing at you Children of suburban wastelands Awaiting to be ground into sand Hopes are being crushed by machinery Their souls are burning across the land |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
You want the guilty to be punished
You want to hang them dead The road is paved with good intentions And hell lie straight ahead I've got night for day I will find my own way I've got night for day I've got things to say I will say them my way I got night for day There will never be They will never see I will have it my way I will have night for day You're out to make this world A better place For you and yours You're a believer but you and the lord Don't always bet the same horse You want the guilt to be punished You want the hungry to be fed The road is paved with good intentions And hell is straight ahead Night for day |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
Nobodaddy, that's my name
And it's all my game Everything you see Know it's been set up by me Got the fury and the flame And the box in which it came A know you want to be Right here next to me Sister brother Unite all Satan's lovers No-bo-daddy is the CEO Sister brother Unite all Satan's lovers No-bo-daddy-o Nobodaddy, that is I And I never die I mean eternal bliss Come give daddy a kiss Goddess of the promised land Was spitting in your hand Now you're leaving her For the love of Lucifer Sister brother Unite all Satan's lovers No-bo-daddy is the CEO Sister brother Unite all Satan's lovers No-bo-daddy-o |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
Heavenly torture
You're burning again Envy the clueless That fight 'til the end Save one that kills one It's always the same General scapegoat No one is to blame You want to help And to learn But it's hard When they turn And everybody want To see you burn Business and pleasure Curse your ways You represent everything Wrong with the world today You are the bullet In the gun The one that took The only son You want what's good For the country You want the Heathens to learn You have the best Of intentions But how quickly they turn Now everybody want to See you burn Kill you with a smile Always id denial Kill you with a smile Save you for a while Save one that kills one it's always the same Your ways to disgust me And it's just a game Can you believe We're all the ones that won We won't miss it Until it's gone We will never learn Now it is your turn Everybody want to See you burn Everybody want to see you burn Everybody want to see Your public burning Public burning No returning now |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
Won't fight this growing fever
Ask myself how much I really need her Put all my trust in liquor I just can not help but always bicker Anticipation A growing desperation Retaliation Leave me a light on Can't stop anticipating Ask myself how long I've been here waiting Time spent I'm going nowhere Don't know if I can keep sinking lower Anticipation A growing desperation Retaliation Leave me a light on |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
There are times
We forget to think Years of oblivion Seems like eternity There are times We get lost Forget to believe In humanity Souls seem to quiver The world's about to collapse We got every cell on stand-by Waiting for relapse There are times Can't hold it together Everything Turns out wrong There are times We're fighting wars It's damn hard to get along Flesh growing weaker Legs don't seem to stand We got every cell on stand-by Waiting for command We know that our death will be soon It's what we achieved with our daily gloom No hope for the future in this concrete room We're now aware that this is our doom So if this is real I better kneel I'm doing my part Cuz everything that's left of me Is a skeleton of steel |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
When I was a kid
I fell out of a second floor window In the fall I thought, that's it It's time for me to die Fell so hard on my back I was gasping for air That's when I realised God would not show me how to fly Mouth no voice Got no choice Prohibitions and restrictions You taught me everything Speculations and regulations You taught me everything About wealth About health Everybody just talking for themselves That's when I became a Satanist I never believed in angels But by seeing you I really had my doubts When your eyes met mine, I thought It's the return from my exile All this time is solitude Should have learnt me so much I was kidding myself Cuz all I could find was rotten bile Mouth no voice Got no choice A mouth no voice I had no choice My ambitions and decisions You taught me everything Crucifixion and circumcision You taught me everything The fascination of fallen nations You taught me everything About wealth About health Everybody just talking for themselves That's when I became the Satanist |
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from Entombed - Inferno (2007)
I was around
When god was a boy Now, I was the one Who stole his favourite toy Pharaoh of fraud Now look at your goddamned king I take all being And render it nothing You know-That the war is on You know-That it can't be won You know-That the fix is in You can't have the good guys win The fix is in Take on the throne And make it your own I said, take on the throne And make it your own You know-That the war is on You know-That it can't be won You know-That the fix is in And you know that I always win You know-The good guys lost You know-War is high on cost You know-You cannot win And you know the fix is in Heretic at the stake Let the motherfucker bake You know-That the war is on You know-That it can't be won You know-That the fix is in And you know that I always win You know-The good guys lost You know-War is high on cost You know-You cannot win And you know that I always win |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
Got beggars and clerks
Got teachers and kids Elected men off work Defrocked preachers forbid I wonder how they can stand it Or if they care at all As they waste the last few days Before the fall Homesick prisoners And party throwers With all their honored guests And their going nowheres You know i cannot be bothered Just ain't no point at all I've done a lot of screaming But no one would heed the call Before the fall Talk show hosts Prophets and the police Swinging bachelor ghosts And lone divorcees I don't wanna hear no more Not a word about this at all No use to keep on screaming 'Cause no one will head the call Before the fall |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
GIMME FLOWERS AND BIRDS IN THE TREES
GIMME CUTE, THE SPICE AND THE SWEET GIMME RIGHTEOUS BUT NOT TOO MUCH AND A TENDER TOUCH GIMME GOD AND THE HOLY GHOST PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY ON TOAST GIMME THE BLOOD OF MY ENEMIES JUST GIVE IT TO ME BRING IT ON HOME GIMME TRUTH GIMME NICE AND POLITE GIMME HONEST, PATIENT AND RIGHT A BRAND NEW CAR AND SOME HOPE GET RID OF ALL THE DOPE GIMME SUNSHINE, BLUE SKIES AND GREEN GIMME UNLEADED GASOLINE GIMME FRIENDS WHO NEVER DECIEVE JUST GIVE IT TO ME BRING IT ON HOME |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
GIVE ME A DRINK - I NEED SOME TIME TO THINK THIS OVER
SHOULD I GO THROUGH THAT DOOR - I WANNA BE SURE TONIGHT THE GIRLS LOOK PALE AND THE LIQUOR IS STALE AND I'M SOBER THE PLACE IS PACKED WITH BRATS AND INFESTED BY RATS AND I DON'T WANNA PUT UP A FIGHT ON THE EDGE OF BEING JADED BUT IT'S THE LITTLE THINGS THAT COULD HAVE ME PERSUADED SO IF YOU PLAY REAL TIGHT AND YOU'RE NOT TOO LIGHT I MIGHT COME SEE YOU TONIGHT IT'S A CRACK IN THE WALL - THE GUYS ARE WAY TOO TALL AND THE LADIES MAKE TOO MUCH NOISE AND I DO HAVE A CHOICE TONIGHT I CAN LAY ON THE COUCH AND REFUSE TO GO OUT BUT MAYBE IF THE BAND'S NOT CRAP AND I DON'T DRINK FROM THE TAP IT REALLY COULD BE OUT OF SIGHT BUT THE DUDES THEY NEVER GIVE ME A BREAK AND A CAN IN MY HEAD IS MORE THAN I CAN TAKE BUT IF YOU'RE NOT TOO LIGHT AND YOU GET IT ON RIGHT I MIGHT COME SEE YOU TONIGHT I'LL COME SEE YOU TONIGHT IF YOU REALLY GET IT ON ALRIGHT I'LL COME SEE YOU TONIGHT IF YOU REALLY GET IT ON SO HERE COMES THE BAND - THE BADDEST IN THE LAND OH REALLY WELL SEE IF I CARE 'BOUT THE CLOTHES THAT YOU WEAR THE LATEST FAD AIN'T GONNA GET YOU NOWHERE BUT IF YOU PLAY REAL TIGHT AND YOU'RE NOT TOO LIGHT I MIGHT COME SEE YOU TONIGHT |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
FRIDAY NIGHT WE GOT A GIG IN TOWN
WE'RE ALL REVED UP WE'RE GONNA GET IT ON DOWN THEY'RE PLAYING OUR SONG ON THE RADIO WE'RE DRESSED FOR THE OCCASION AND WE'RE READY TO GO HAD A GREAT PAIR OF SHOES I THOUGHT I HAD CLASS A BRAND NEW JACKET BUT NO BACKSTAGE PASS HAD TO HURRY UP - TO THE STAGE I RAN AND THIS BIG GUY PUSHED ME - SAID "NO YOU CAN'T" BUT HEY I'M IN THE BAND WOULD IT BE SO HARD FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT I GOT WORK TO DO YOU BETTER LET ME IN MAN BECAUSE I'M IN THE BAND PAID OUR DUES ON THE LONG WAY HERE THE VAN BROKE DOWN BUT WE DON'T GIVE A CARE THE SUN SETS LOW AND IT'S ABOUT TIME SO DON'T YOU TREAT ME LIKE I COMMITED A CRIME BEEN HERE ALL DAY TO SOUNDCHECK AND EAT THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT WE DIDN'T MEET THERE ARE RULES TO BE FOLLOWED YES I UNDERDTAND AND YOU'RE DOING YOUR JOB THE BEST YOU CAN BUT HEY I'M IN THE BAND WOULD IT BE SO HARD FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT I GOT OBLIGATIONS TO MY SCREAMING FEMALE FANS BECAUSE I'M IN THE BAND I MAY NOT LOOK LIKE JAGGER MAY NOT HAVE MONEY IN THE BANK I GOT A PAIR OF CHEAP SUNGLASSES AND MY CASTLE MAY BE MADE OF SAND BUT HEY I'M IN THE BAND AND WITHOUT ME YOU'D HAVE NO GIRL TO LAND BECAUSE OF ME AND MY COLLEAGUES YOU GOT WEDDING PLANS ONLY 'CAUSE I'M IN THE BAND YES I'M IN THE BAND |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
See'mon and leave it be
Just try and you will see If you leave it alone Alone it will be Don't try to make things right You'll only end up in a fight Just leave it alone And it will be alright Why don't you leave it alone And go on home - just leave it alone Hey girl drop your guns Give it a try just this once And leave it alone It feels good when it's done Back off and turn your cheek Give some substance to what you preach You're wearing out the reasons You know I've heard your speech Why don't you leave it alone ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By USHER, DAVID/MAKOWY, MARK ANDREW/YOUNG, KEVIN THOMPSON <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
I'M OUT BUT IT AIN'T TOO LATE
LIKE I WANT IT TO BE YOU KNOW I JUST CAN'T WAIT FOR THE DARKNESS TO TUCK ME IN SO GO TURN OFF THE LIGHTS AND LET IT BEGIN MAKE IT TONIGHT AND TURN OFF THE LIGHTS MAKE IT TONIGHT - I'M SO READY TO MAKE THIS DAY TURN NIGHT GOT A ROACH CRAWLING UP MY CHIN RADIATION BURNING HOLES IN MY SKIN FROM A RUSTY CAN I DRINK SAND THE COLD BREEZE OF THE NIGHT IS WHAT I WANT TO LAND MAKE IT TONIGHT AND TURN OFF THE LIGHTS MAKE IT TONIGHT - I'M SO READY TO MAKE THIS DAY TURN NIGHT I'M OUT ON THE STREET TODAY BUT THE BRIGHT LIGHTS ARE GETTING IN THE WAY OF THE DARKNESS I HOLD SO DEAR IF YOU CAN'T TURN 'EM OFF THEN GET ME OUT OF HERE |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
I GOT AN APE PERFORMING IN MY HEAD
IF HE DON'T STOP THEN I WILL SOON BE DEAD THIS MONKEY'S NO FRIEND OF MINE I TRY TO ACT STRAIGHT BUT HE'S ON CLOUD NUMBER NINE HE'S GOT A CUP MADE OF TIN AND IT'S 'CAUSE OF HIM YOU WON'T LET ME IN HE BANGS A DRUM SO I CAN GET NO SLEEP WELL HE'S A MONKEY BUT HE CAN'T BE BEAT HEAD OVER HEELS ON BANANA PEEL I'M GETTING CONFUSED AS TO WHAT I FEEL AND EVERY TIME I TRY TO SPEAK HE ALWAYS PUTS HIS MONKEYTONGUE IN MY CHEEK OH MY MY - I'D DO ANYTHING TO MAKE HIM DIE BUT THEN I SEE THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO THE MONKEY'S JUST A PART OF ME I GOT A MONKEY SINGING IN MY BRAIN I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN ALREADY WE'RE THE SAME I GOT SOME MONKEY BUSINESS TO ATTEND I THINK I'LL ASK HIM IF HE'D HOLD MY HAND AND ASK HIM TO BE A FRIEND OF MINE TOGETHER WE'LL FLY UP TO CLOUD NUMBER NINE AND SHARE HIS CUP MADE OF TIN MAYBE THEN YOU'D LIKE TO LET US IN OH MY MY - I DID EVERYTHING TO MAKE HIM DIE BUT NOW I SEE THERE'S NOTHING ICAN DO THE MONKEY'S JUST A PART OF ME |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
TRY TO CONVINCE YOURSELF THAT YOU'RE DOING ME A FAVOR
WHEN NOT TOO DEEP INSIDE YOU THAT IT AIN'T SO SO YOU COMPETE WITH THE ARTS AND YOUR ACT IS CLIMBING UP THE CHARTS YOU CAN PICK UP A PIECE OF THE LATEST RELEASE WITH EASE SO EASY YOU PASS OUT CREDITS AND PRETEND TO RUN THE SHOW I'D LIKE TO THINK YOU KNOW - I GOT MURDER ON MY MIND YOU AND YOUR KIND ARE GROWING FAT ON OTHERS LABOUR YOU STEAL CANDY FROM KIDS AND PAT THEM ON THEIR BACKS GOT WHAT THE PUBLIC DEMANDS AND THE BLOOD OF ELVIS ON YOUR HANDS YOU SELL IT BY THE DROP AND EVERY JUNKIE WANNA COP SOME FLAVOR GOT A REMASTERED REVOLUTION OUT WITH BONUS TRACKS GUESS YOU STABBED A FEW BACKS - I GOT MURDER ON MY MIND THAT SIMPLE THING WAS MEANT TO HELP AND TO HEAL SOMEHOW RECENTLY IT LOST IT'S APPEAL YOU GOT IT BUTCHERED AND SOLD IT BY THE CUT BUT HEY AT LEAST YOU SOLD A LOT FIRST YOU KILLED THE HEARTBEAT AND THEN YOU KILLED THE SOUL YOU KILLED ROCK & ROLL I GOT MURDER ON MY MIND |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
SUN DIDN'T RISE THIS MORNING
NOT A SIGN COME NOON HEARD THE NOISE OF A THOUSAND VOICES BUT NO ONE ELSE WAS IN MY ROOM REACHED FOR MY HOLY BIBLE BUT IT SEEMS AS THOUGH I'VE LOST MY WAYS DON'T WANT NO SUPERSTITION TO CARRY ME DOWN GOT THE DEVIL GRINNING IN MY FACE MAKE ME A PALLET ON YOUR FLOOR MAMA TELL ME WHAT TO DO WON'T SERVE IT TO ME RIGHT C'MON AND BRING ME GOOD NEWS HELP ME GET RID OF THESE BLUES GOT ME STUCK BY THE WAYSIDE IN THE WEE WEE HOURS WON'T YOU SPARE THIS DENIER FROM THE BRIMSTONE AND THE FIRE LORD WON'T YOU GIVE ME POWER DON'T WANT NO ANGEL TO LAY ME AWAY NO SAINT TO WORRY MY OL' MIND WRITE ME NO DEATH LETTER BOUND FOR WORSE AND NOT BETTER JESUS DON'T LEAVE ME BEHIND NO I DON'T NEED NO HEAD STONE OR WRITINGS ON MY GRAVE BREAK 'EM ON DOWN - SHAKE 'EM ON DOWN LORD KNOWS I CAN'T BE SAVED I'LL NEVER PRAY FOR NO MERCY NO MORE OR MAKE AMENDMENTS FOR MY WAYS I GOT TIME TO RECONSIDER WHILE I STAY THERE AND WITHER WITH THE DEVIL GRINNING IN MY FACE |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
GOT THIS FEELING - THE FEELING AIN'T GOOD
YOU SAID IT'D GO AWAY I KNEW IT NEVER WOULD I MAY NOT BE CLEVER I MAY NOT BE WISE BUT A DEAF, DUMB AND BLIND MAN WOULD SEE THROUGH THE LIES THEY SAY HANG ON TIGHT - THE FUTURE BRINGS HOPE BUT WE'RE ALL HANGING AT THE VERY SAME END OF THE ROPE THEY KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL - THE DO'S AND THE DON'T'S MAN SAYS HE WILL BUT MAN YOU KNOW HE WON'T IT'S NOTHIN' NEW - N.O.T.H.I.N. N.E.W. IT'S GETTING US GOOD LIKE IT ALWAYS DO IT'S NOTHIN' NEW WELL I'VE HEARD ALL ABOUT IT - JUST WHAT THEY SAY NOTHING TERRIBLY NEW HERE TO SAVE THE DAY WE CAN DREAM ALL WE WANT BUT IT'S THE NATURE OF THE BEAST KEEP ON CASTING STONES AND SPREAD THE DISEASE WE CAN WORRY 'BOUT THE END BUT WE'VE ALREADY SEEN IT WE CAN SAY WE'RE SORRY BUT WE'LL NEVER MEAN IT WE CAN BURY THE HATCHET AND LOWER OUR GUNS BUT WHEN THE WAR IS OVER ANOTHER HAS BEGUN IT'S NOTHIN' NEW - N.O.T.H.I.N. N.E.W. IT'S GETTING US GOOD LIKE IT ALWAYS DO IT WON'T GET ANY BETTER - THE CHANGES ARE TOO FEW IT'S NOTHIN' NEW |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
PUT OUT THE FIRE AND SET ME FREE
PUT OUT THE FIRE AND HELP ME LET IT BE CAN'T LET IT GO ON OR IT WILL TAKE ME TO SOME END I CAN'T RIGHT ALL THESE WRONGS OR MAKE AMENDS MAYBE YOUR MIND WORKS DIFFERENT THAN MINE MAYBE YOUR MIND IS OF ANOTHER KIND THE THINGS THAT YOU DO - THE THINGS YOU HEAR AND SEE MAYBE IT'S YOU AND NOT ME PUT OUT THE FIRE - STAMP OUT THE GLOW 'FORE THE STAKES GET ANY HIGHER YOU KNOW I KNOW THAT I SHOULD KNOW THE FIRE'S STILL RAGING - AND I'VE COUNTED TO TEN HOLD MY BREATH AND I'M WAITING WANT TO EXHALE BUT DON'T KNOW WHEN CAN'T SEEM TO PUT IT OUT KEEP TRYING THOUGH I AM IN DOUBT I'VE DRAINED THE OCEANS DRY BUT I CANNOT PUT IT OUT PUT OUT THE FIRE - HELP ME TURN IT AROUND I FOUGHT IT WITH FIRE BUT IT ONLY SCORCHED THE GROUND |
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from The Hellacopters - Rock & Roll Is Dead (2005)
MY INTENSION WAS TO STAND ON MY FEET
BUT I HAD TO LAY DOWN I WAS FEELING BEAT FROM A RACE I REALLY THOUGHT I COULD WIN I WAS BEAT BEFORE I EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO BEGIN HOW COULD I EVRE BELIEVE I'D DO FINE AGAINST MY INVINCIBLE OPPONENT AND NO FINISHING LINE GOTTA SLOW DOWN GOTTA LEARN HOW TO DANCE IF I CAN'T KEEP UP I HAVEN'T GOT A CHANCE IT'S FLYING BY WHILE I'M STUCK IN MY SEAT I WOULD NEED A STARSHIP TO COMPETE TO GET ME OFF OF MY KNEES TIME GOT NO TIME TO WAIT FOR ME I WAS LOOKING FOR THE TIMES THAT I SPENT LOOKED AT YESTERDAY FOR WHERE THE HELL IT WENT I EVEN CHECKED THE YEAR BEFORE THAT YOU KNOW I CHECKED EVERYWHERE BUT WHERE IT WAS AT RIGHT HERE AND NOW IS THE PLACE WHERE I MIGHT CATCH A GLIMPSE BEFORE IT'S GONE WITHOUT A TRACE GOTTA SLOW DOWN GOTTA LEARN HOW TO DANCE IF I CAN'T KEEP UP I HAVEN'T GOT A CHANCE IT'S FLYING BY WHILE I'M STUCK IN MY SEAT I WOULD NEED A STARSHIP TO COMPETE TO GET ME OFF OF MY KNEES TIME GOT NO TIME TO WAIT FOR ME |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
Went for the money, no way to please them all
Have had to go, it just felt so small. Can't wait forever for someone to tuck you in with no good name to lose you have everything to win O man, when it's good it's great when bad it's still OK I'm just glad when it comes my way Reached up to "god", the guy in control and said "hey man listen, let's settle this once and for all" sometimes silence, he said, is my way of saying no but look twice and you're told everything in what I show |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
He's a man, gonna do what he can to make this world a decent place
He's a man, got a great little plan on how to give it a brand new face He wants to erase He wants to replace He wants to wipe the scum of the earth off its pretty face Didn't wanna be just another voice with an answer he'd seen it done before and turn into a cancer but he was a chancer way romancer He had such great plans He had such great plans to get the damn deal done |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
God's an insect with a sixlegged disbelief
burning bridges on my Indian Big Chief Reality is just as sad Kinky sex and murder - the way it's got to be but have you heard her begging to be free? Reality is just as sad |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
Midnight, the subway train is here
there's a body on the tracks, but you're trying not to care sensationally wicked it roars on thru in the night "Look mom that body's got no head it's covered in blood, do you think the man is dead?" Your stomach turns, it itches and burns in the night It's the devils night out, do you dare? There ain't no hide out do you hear? Look out! He picks out his gun, pulls the trigger with frustration stupidity aside it rings out with the blast in the night A blown out brain decorates the wall Goddamn I thought I'd seen it all rush to the sink, they don't care what you think in the night It's the devils night out, do you dare? It turns you inside out with fear! Time heals no wounds it just won't pass there ain't no promises that will last The world's a ghoul and you are it's shovel in the night And it goes without saying no man will walk without praying but it will do you no good unless you've understood what's going down here in the night It's the devils night out, do you dare? And they've turned the lights out do you hear!? |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
There ain't no god that will save you from regret
it's just that God is in a state of neglect and it's your goddamn act that is major threat Salvation won't be rearing it's head for a fact at least not in my time and what good is a song for peace when the fucker doesn't even rhyme I won't be calling, calling as we level and when we're falling I'm like this with the devil when they're creeping upon you, eating dust that you bleed don't say I didn't warn you A toast to death to myself 'cuz I'm free Like this with the devil |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
When all you have's a hammer, all you see is nails
When all you have's a hammer, and when all else fails Hit the nails! When all you have's a buzz-saw, all you see is wood When all you have's a buzz-saw, you just wish you could Yeah, you would! When all you have's a lighter, all you see's a fuse And when you see it burning, you ain't got nothing to lose! When all you have's a shovel, all you see is graves When all you have's a shovel, in hollow pits they will be saved Light the fuse! |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
You break my bones
crush my head with stones You dance on my grave I am your slave You tear out my eyes feed me with lies You piss on my brain drive me insane I love you baby when you're dead and you're so red Cut off my arms bite off my legs Saw off my head for mercy I beg You love me baby when I'm dead I'm so red! |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
I don't know where it came from, just what it meant
it is getting pretty deep in here folks, please let me vent Say it doesn't kill you - Will you last a little longer? but every time they fight something down, it comes back even stronger I don't know where it came from, God knows where it went I just find it somewhat peculiar that it's all heaven sent Ever get the feeling there's something you're not being told? like your mind's put on hold while your body is being bought and sold Ever felt just a little bit out of control? well, god bless your soul pray you never reach a point when your only goal is feeding a hole I don't wanna learn anything new - Already know more than I want to liked things better when I didn't understand them we got them off the ground - now we can't land them |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
Sudden low of an all time high
willing to believe whatever gets me by So, I got with the winning team but nothing ever seem to be what is seems O yeah! Well I don't care! I'm just too busy getting from here to there I put my hand over the flame now, nothing would ever be the same one day it's there - one day it's gone but I still feel like I'm the lucky one, yeah! Y'know how they say, "hey, don't rock a boat if you're in it" well, the ship we're all in babe, is sinking by a minute They say, "hey, it's all a bunch of bull!" well, it's just what I've heard but they shoot every bird that don't sing beautiful Everyday victory, everyday peace just them little, little things that keeps you off your knees Sunshine of a smile, subtle if you please them little victorys - will keep you off your knees Come have a listen to what they got to say Y'know me, I'm just glad when it comes my way They say, "hey, we only hurt the ones we love" well, it's not the kind of comfort I was thinking of |
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from Entombed - To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speack The Truth (1999)
I bare my scares with pride
My bones are cold right thru The cuts are so deep I'm on top of the world I feel great 'bout my scars Old habits - hard to break The wound is to be The cuts are so deep I feel fine the wound is the key Scares are marks Scares are art Salvation's kickin' in Hellucination breaking free The wound is the source The wound is the cause The wound is my time The wound is the high! |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Drinking blood a red delightful bloody power my fatal bite the art of the blackest hour I suck your blood an immense everlasting lust morning grows the sun burns me to dust Your beating heart gives the flow in my high I will let you go red pulsing rivers to me from you but when I'm there you are through a vampire blood desire gets me higher an unquenchable fire Revel in blood under the moon give me your blood it is my doom it's a power beyond belief beyond pain my life's a stream inside your vein I suck your blood |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Before my eyes - lies nothing but lies I cannot believe the scenes taking place beneath our skies It makes me wanna do my time in a song or on the silver-screen humanity is the biggest cancer ever to be seen Before my eyes - lies civiliesation ancient and wicked destruction in creation No matter how low you are there's always someone to look down upon and it goes on and on Emotionless - obscene but a human life don't mean anything to me it's merely a seed of insanity |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Demon, come live in me possession, fill me with disease temptation, a fire set aflame feral instincts help me go insane Shameless, searching endlessly to appease the burning urge in me hunger of a thousand wolverines satisfaction by any means Demon, replace all I've been taught impulse, erase all second thought gambling in this carnal game nothing is all where everything's the same Trembling in the balance exploring new extremes all sweet forms of self-destruction coming to me in my dreams Thoughts of cruelty and pain in my brain - in my blood lose control of lust and anger |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
I don't live to rise again to reborn and never end once I'm on the other side I'll see if it was the end of my ride I don't live to transform present into past or fall into a lifeless pattern going nowhere fast Master I will always be of all that is of me but I can't ever touch what is of thee I question things to see if they are what they're said to be I ask the why and wherefore I reap the fruits of time but I let it take it's course but where no-one can answer me where nobody'll ever know that is where my path begins that is where I go Human flesh - human blood but in your words I'm nothing but god A master eye is the eye able to behold and part truth from lie in what it's been told |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
I've got a 24-lane highway going straight thru my head a peace of mind like a brainstorm and thoughts that knocks me dead I've got sympathy for the devil and demon is in my vein I'm organized chaos but don't call me stupid I'm insane At my worst I'm at my best wide awake but let sanity rest I'm full of hell all kinds of hell I've got a heart like a graveyard they're dying to get in I'm from alot of different places and I'm full of hell and sin I'm offended by human nature was told the truth by someone who lied there are times when not being human would be a source of inner pride In my heart and deep within I've got it's fire under my skin |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Death thrust this avalanche the gnostic tears have failed to recover me from Rimbaud resurrected to get laid emotionally disqualified to kill the liquid sky I'm on the path to clandestine (god make heavens die) Inaugurations of my love sanctify the few the accursed will share insects crawling over you euthanasia can rise time told by the sun submit to leather menace and turning of sands are done Bury it in a nameless grave Heavens Die |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
The hollow sky is red the race is on faces are all dead the race is on It's just a matter of time ! Bedrooms are tombs cradles are coffins tears I cannot shed a matter of time a matter of slugs 'til the rats are fed Who examines the doctors ? I'm the hollowman It's just a matter of bullets in hollow brain as I wander slowly thru bullet rains My hollow eyes are staring down the hole jesus, satan, hitler bought my soul It's rotten and sour but it's inside of me I've got faith in the end but you just can't see |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Fools gather round to whatch me bleed but there are things you'll never see to protect and serve one nation under god a nation in which no-one's free Their flesh begins to rot what's left of what they've got a boring life is getting old mischief won't turn to gold By going back to burning books ripping apart things that doesn't fit one times one equals nine Your make - believe reality is full of shit Jesus christ lord of flies in disguise fuck ! It's fucked to hear one idiot's words but worse to see others believe it fucked up minds in fucked up times it's up to you to foresee it Jesus christ lord of flies in disguise it's all built upon lies out of hand is this a fucking joke out of mind and it makes me fucking choke fuck |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
Come down for a minute touch the grass on the other side meet the devil who is your host Strike down what you believe in get it done with a gun when I'm in hell you can talk to my ghost Reach out for what is nothing the grass is red just for a while reason burns behind the wall It will pass in a minute eggs will hatch inside your head Your little feeble body soon will crawl Can you feel it itch can you feeil it so divine When blood is pissing down your spine There's no turning back your infected blood will boil cuz you walked on rotten soil It's hard to take a stand but it's harder to take a fall open the lid of your own casket |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
You're looking for something
But what could it be? You look for a hero Well don't look at me You look for solutions But there's none you can find You believe in something That's only in your mind You're looking around you But hate has made you blind And you've spent the last ten years of your life In this emergency So please don't just sit there Let's try to break out From all the hatred Suspicion and doubt Try to change your life That is no life at all Try to break down the imaginary wall And if you couldn't be bothered Well then, my friend, you'll fall And spend all the rest of your life In this emergency |
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from Entombed - Wolverine Blues (1997)
What u believe is the vanity u conceive What u love u don't pen to put in a cage is to put to an end Enamoured of the passion life-sucking lust u will never gain my trust I'm a misanthropical breed insatiable in my need to feed Utterly fearless for your luscious flesh I've got am appetite like a war and I always hunger for more Vicious mammal the blood is my call pound for pound I am the most vicious of all |
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