Pig Destroyer piosenki

While we used long fingernails to carve epitaphs into the floor you were scratching freedom from concrete living in a world of gamblers and murder victims I walk these corridors knowing of the net beneath your defiance has become legend within these walls and...

your holy wars a joke to me. i live the life i want to lead. like a reverse priest. conscious mind. one of a kind. a man in present time. a reverse priest. i am the lightning. death is the ground. 

They want you to fade Into the background Don't stand out All the valleys are being filled The hills are being chopped down Get on your knees You know you want to We've become the nation of victimization Why can't we admit we're hypocrites? Nobody lik...

she's got a neck built for my hands the way a pine grows for the saw they say I hate women they couldn't be more wrong she's got a pierced lip and a mohawk and a strut that reminds me of a tiger I think she's a waitress at rocket to venus I've seen her flippin...

My book disproves your book. My facts have been checked more closely. And nobody cares. We see what we want to see. Fiction Non Fiction. Spilling from the same T.V. 

I bit the edge off the wond until it pleased my eyes, until the throb of the pain was just right. I held my hand steady in the flame. I wanted to burn on the outside for a change. I pulled back the skin so I could get right on the nerve. Everything, all at onc...

Semen tastes like gunmetal she said smiling, the arms of boys drowning in fire reaching for the rungs of my rib cage. These pills I take in the witching hour. I imagine I am swallowing you. 

To enter your thoughts for just a few seconds as your pick their faith from your Teeth. The obscene dance of your memories.What you touched and what you tore irreparbly screams in the chambers on the Cloth.In time perhaps something resembling guilt will fin...

She likes to be restrained then unrestrained. She asked me to dare her so I did. She put the handle of the knife inside, careful not to cut up her thighs. I think something stirred in her mahogany eyes. Like a turtle in a dirty river. 

I am content in the wooden half of ventriloquism with fingers up the back of my shirt sifting through the well-camouflaged maggots flakes of your urine taste. like fairy dust when i allow my tongue to betray me i consider myself lucky to be destroyed by such e...

Such the delicate locust without your wings have you ceased to threaten me a hundred knifings later there's so much blood so little of anything else for you i played the endgame as the pawn toppled for the queen's pleasure. 

I walked with Eve through the garden where the flowers grow out of control. She got bitten by a two-headed snake, she laughed as she bled gold. I told her I?d build her a slaughterhouse of her very own. 

Long sleeved in the summer,again in our gray shirts,leaning against cinderblock walls,we even hide from the other prey,but as soon as the lioness comes we step forth and present our throats,hoping this time it will be different....and then we bleed again. 

quixotic concept of examining foreign cultures as opportunities for brotherhood and mutual cultivation instinctual xenophobia initiates conflict subjugation exploition and subsequently flawed assimilation our inbred star-bellied mentality cannot differentia...

Maudlin idea of government abolition noble in intention absurb in lack of realism mirage of a sinister brain. trust our denial and desperation. force it into existence we are outnumbered because we are the enemy. too numerous to pinpoint too powerful to vanqui...

The girl in the Slayer jacket Gave me my first kiss When I was in the seventh grade She used to smoke Weed with my older sister In the woods behind the arcade The woods behind the arcade She had thick skin But if you cut her The wound Would bleed for...

In this two bedroom tomb I'm sitting all alone With the television static And refrigerator drone I'm waiting for those blessed arms That seem to wrap around me Six or seven times praying For them to come home I could cut myself to pass the time Have...

It flows like red lava upon a city of outstretched arms awaiting deliverance, awaiting rebirth as infestation beneath the skin of a goddess divinity through association crawling toward mirages of sand dunes and assembling puzzles with hammers. the dolls ma...

I always thought it fitting the way they chose the next victim with a bouquet of dying flowers and how happy they appeared as they ducked into the smiling hearse but i quite fancied them losing their lifeblood in a hotel room somewhere with a lot of palm trees...

someone breaks a chair on his head. and he just gets more pissed. he throws some russian guy through the window. he cant be controlled. he jumping over the bar. hes putting his mouth right over the tap. cops have been called. doesnt matter at all.