Philip H. Anselmo & The Illegals piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
Battalion Of Zero
(It’s) Blasted/vast and trampling (It’s) Bleak/obstructive/and raw (Be) Plowing/cemented/resolved (Or we’re) going, going gone… Head’s-up, hands-down Stark/vanquished/deceived (And) Deadpan/cold/(as) grief (It’s) Shafted/duped/and fraud (We are) going, goi...
Bedridden
I am, a meticulous man…Bedridden, exasperated… Bedridden, agitated… … And there is no master plan. I am, a ridiculous man… Bedridden, violated… Bedridden, over-stated…And I have no master plans… no/master/plans… Stay in this fucking robe… And do not change...
Bedroom Destroyer
Cold beer scalds my back molars… Cold beer fattens me up for depression and I use depression… I will use this depression just like a weapon…And it’s aimed at me, and anyone who dares to come too close… I’ve washed some feet… (I thought) I’d made it up… I’ve...
Betrayed
I’ve been betrayed revolt! how can they sleep with themselves at night? When the blur that surrounds them distracts and then blinds? This is a call for mass awareness/this is the time to stand resolute! You’ve been betrayed insult! How can you crash so cont...
Irrelevant Walls And Computer Screens
There’s bound to be… Terrorism/and schism/thriving on in droves… It’ll be… Pilfered/ripping/ramshackle/device rolling on...Through irrelevant walls… It’s sad it’s literal…Extortion of opinion…It’s more political… So it goes… right/over/my/head… Who’s the en...
Music Media Is My Whore
The time has surfaced for adroit reform throw a wrench into the dumbed-down Automatic, demanded, solicited, ignorant, protocol sternly embrace… The rise of authentic anti-music Unearthly timbers (And) ominous sonorities, (and) relentless, iterated non-melod...
Usurper Bastard's Rant
Rant! Split the middle over-drama-sized… Kept ‘em all at a vicious arms-length… in a clench with clout reign… Fakes-frauds-push-slide-and-shtick Start fires through the storming… Burn every bridge in an instant. Cold, rife decision/glib observation/(so I) s...
Walk Through Exits Only
It’s ruined. Everybody ruins music… Not just me… You saw it/You liked it/Embraced it/Then faked it…Not just me… (I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/rip it up and turn it into ashes… exit… It’s...