Lyrics

[Sid Hartha]

Flood Flame

Sub-deacon
Pulpit

Poultry yard
Cowlrath cries

Clean your pores
The bells ring
Man of sorrows
Dried with blood
Hark to the smart bell
In his cell

Tub-thumper
Shuttle-cock
Plump turtle doves
Mouths of truth
Flood of flesh

Wednesday meadow
Stream of callers
On the porch
Red wool
Around their arms
Salt up the nostrils

Multiply the loaves
Good to the spirit
To run hither and yon
Stiff in body

Collecting mud
From bath’s bottom
Scraping one another
With a strigil


Lash my ribs
Black liver
On the footstool
Bear malice
Like a mule

Graven like a wolf
Like horses neighing
At firm virgin
Pamper you flesh
Like as the mule

Steady heat
Craning necks
Hiccups
Moabites
Carmelites

Tinker toys float
In the holy water
Lofty cross
To the ages
And ages

Pulling down statues
In the teeth
Of a hostile bishop


©1999, Scopdom Scop

[Lilmiss]

Originally posted by Celerystalksme@6 February 2004 - 11:55
Never Good Enough

I likes it.

NO FRONTS - DOG EAT DOG


No fronts, no tricks, no soap box politics.
No guns, just blunts, we kick this just for fun.

We come with the fat joints,
To uplift the moods.
Big up to people catchin' on this groove.
This is Dog Eat Dog not a snitch or a snoop.
I might chew a bone but don't call me pooch.
We're not braggin - No.
Are we laggin - Never.
I can already see we got your tail waggin'.
I could doggy bad ya.
Or have you for lunch.
The answer is no now - who fronts?

Introducing the kids who get loose,
Microphone check one to the deuce.
Deuce to the tre relax and party

[kaiweiler]

Metallica - Unforgiven II

Lay beside me, tell me what they've done
Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you

Lay beside me, under wicked sky
The black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze
The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining...

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you...

What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Lay beside me, this won't hurt I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay beside me, But she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there...

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you...

What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are you're eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes now I see it

What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you...

What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits,
The one who waits for you...

Oh what I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you... (So I dub thee unforgiven... )

Oh, what I've felt...
Oh, what I've known...

I take this key (never free... )
And I bury it (never me... ) in you
Because you're unforgiven too...

Never free...
Never me...
'Cause you're unforgiven too...
Oh

[kaiweiler]

Cradle of Filth - Lord Abortion

I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and Mother
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran slick from the stabwounds in Her

Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on my come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath

I grew up on the sluts bastard Father beat blue
Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through

Aah! Nostalgia grows
Now times nine or ten
Within this vice den called a soul
Dying resurrection
I dig deep to come again
The spasm of orgasm on a roll...

I live the slow serrated rape
The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate
Victims force fed thair own face
Tear stains upon the drape
I should compare them
To a warm Summer's day
But to the letter, it is better
To lichen their names to a grave

Counting My years on an abacus strung
With labial rings and heartstrings undone

Dub Me Lord Abortion, the living dead
The bonesaw on the backseat
On this bitter night of giving head
A sharp rear entry, an exit in red
Lump in the throat, on My come choke
The killing joke worn thin with breath

Horrorscopes My diorama
A twelve part (so far) psychodrama
Another chained I mean to harm Her
Inside as well as out
A perverts gasp inside the mask
I'm hard, blow My house of cards
All turn up Death, Her bleeding starts
In brute vermillion parts...

Now I slither through the hairline cracks
In sanity, best watch your back

Possessed with levering Hell's gates wide
Liberating knives to cut Humanity slack

My ambition is to slay anon
A sinner in the hands of a dirty God
Who lets Me prey, a Gilles De Rais
Of light where faith leads truth astray

I slit guts guts and free the moistest facces
Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces
Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin
Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within

"My heart was a wardrum beat
By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults
When number thirteen fell in My lap
Lips and skin like sin, a Venus Mantrap
My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled
At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled
Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked Her into
A grave coffin fit for the Queen of Spades
She went out like the light in My mind
Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine...
Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for fucks
Came from retirement to prove She had not lost Her touch
I kissed Her viciously, maliciously, religiously
But when has ONE been able TO best seperate the THREE?
I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do
Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through..."

The suspect shadow sher they least
Expect My burning grasp to reach

The stranglehold, the opened arms
Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred

Rainbows that My razors wrung
Midst Her screams and seams undone
Sung at the top of punctured lungs
I bite My spiteful tongue
Lest curses spat from primal lairs
Freeze romance where Angels, bare
Are lost to love, bloodloss, despair
I weep, they merely stare...
And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare.

[pusher]

Garbage - Get Bizzy with the Fizzy

Well I might just consider this
If you don't let me down
If you can keep me happy
Well you can stick around
Now I don't care for sycofants
They drive me 'round the bend
But if you can't control yourself
Then let's just keep good friends

Let's make out in the back of your car
Let's go driving and toodling around
We could always get lost in a crowd
Are you ready to get deep down?
Wooh ooh, wooh ooh !

Now there's something you should know about
I'm chronically depressed
I internalize my hatred
And sacrifice myself
Now I am busy saturday
But I am free tonight
And I might have to sort you out
If you don't do it right

Let's make out in the back of your car
Let's go driving and toodling around
We could always get lost in a crowd
Are you ready to get deep down?
Wooh ooh, wooh ooh !

Get Bizzy with the fizzy baby
Get Bizzy with the fizzy baby
Get Bizzy with the fizzy baby

Let's make out in the back of your car
Let's go driving and toodling around
We could always get lost in a crowd
Are you ready to get deep down?
Wooh ooh, wooh ooh !
Wooh ooh, wooh ooh !

Get Bizzy with the fizzy baby
Get Bizzy with the fizzy baby ...

[Lilmiss]

VILLIANS - MAD CADDIES

I hear the rumor mill is turning
To try and stop it is a waste of time
Who fucked who will be on the front page
The local air is thick with painted lies
Truth in disguise

When you go out they'll be watching (eyes on you)
I feel them all around
Come tomorrow and they'll all start talking.

[Lilmiss]

WINGS OF A DOVE - MADNESS


Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove

Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove

Look up at the rooftops
When you're walking 'round
Don't think for a moment
Of looking down

Woah woah, (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove
Woah woah, for the wings of a dove

Ha-lellujah (lellujah)
Ha-lellujah (lellujah)

Look up at the rooftops (the roof)

[Randomblonde]

thank god someone posted cradle of filth.... I wasn't sure if I was up to it...

[Celerystalksme]

NIN - Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away
that point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true reality

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me

When figures from the past stand tall
and mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadores who took their share

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me

Calling me, calling me [x2]

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me

Laters
Cely :music1:

[Celerystalksme]

i was a real prick with this song...dedicating this to my ex...she thought it was so sweet *she must of only heard the music...not the singing*...*hehehe*

Cold - Ugly

All the world loves things of beauty and intrigue, these two things I've never had one
Born in this old skin, I'm too sick I can't win, I've lived with this damage too long
My eyes can't behold it, I cannot control this, this feeling that's left in my heart
I've never done no wrong, I don't deserve these bones, please burn up this sin when I'm gone

And I said that this is ugly to me
The world is ugly to me
You are ugly to me
And I am ugly to me

I haven't become all I want to be
I haven't become anything I need to be
I haven't become all I want to be
Suffocate with me
I haven't become anything
Suffer

Why can't you look, why can't you look at me, see what I see
Why can't you feel, why can't you feel like, feel what I feel
Why can't you hurt, why can't you hurt like me, taste the pain I feel

Why must I die, why must I die for you
It's the ugly truth, well it's ugly
It's making me painless

Laters
Cely :music1: