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Industrial I
05:14
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The government, they want me dead
For now and evermore
King Solomon cut off my head
And sold it to the poor
Gone are my rights, but that's just life
There's more of that in store
A newborn cries; they're filled with strife
They didn't choose this world
Welcome to reality
I hope your soul gets crushed
You wanna make a change?
Well there's nothing you can do
Just start to pray that you don't get abused
We don't want to live in hell any more
Where the hand that feeds loves to ignore
You are just their own personal whore
Wet footprints all over the floor
I don't really know about you
But I cannot stand the pain
So get up and fight in the name of a new day
Existentially stigmatized
Though I didn't have a choice
All the chanting's been corporatized
You can barely hear one's voice
Open up your bloodied eyes
And look past all the noise
Underneath the suits and ties
Are the ones who make the ploys
Unaware they're empty inside
When profits fill their fading husks
Look at those around you
They aren't in charge of t heir fate
Don't just stare when their time's almost too late
We don't want to burn in hell for no crimes
Where the only thing left is to look to the sky
Ripped out our sight; filled sockets with lies
And the ones responsible run all our lives
But please don't choose to give up yet
Because that is how they win
When the only thing left for them is to indulge in sin
We don't want to live in hell any more
Where the hand that feeds loves to ignore
You are just their own personal whore
Wet footprints all over the floor
I don't really know about you
But I cannot stand the pain
So get up and fight in the name of a new day
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2. |
Labrys
05:26
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Touch my chest
Slowly
I caress
Your figure (it's so holy)
Every kiss
Kills me
I love being taken by you
I never want to be free
Pulverize (me)
Hypnotize (me)
Cripple my legs and let me lie here
For your gift of all of my remaining years
Your embrace (face)
Your sweet taste (lace)
You're a goddess who should be revered
And I have to admit that you're on who should be feared
Arrows may pierce through my heart
But you cut straight through
This will be the time I start
To love my wounds
The pain you bring feels so good
Oh my beautiful labrys
I will gladly cut off my ring finger for you
Move my hands
Around your grip
Sensory
Aggravation (please don't stop it)
I will gladly
Die
If I'm guaranteed that in heaven
You'll never have to leave my side
Sacrifice (me)
All my vice (me)
Put me down to rest in my grave
There's nothing left to do now that I have been saved
So sensual (pull)
Your chemicals (soul)
No matter what I will surely cave
I am lucky to be your voluntary slave
Arrows may pierce through my heart
But you cut straight through
This will be the time I start
To love my wounds
The pain you bring feels so good
Oh my beautiful labrys
I will gladly cut off my ring finger for you
...
And so it is in this moment that I lie and waste away, longing for your touch in an abyss of my own creation
A realm spawned solely from the dirt on the ground and the mental anguish that is a byproduct of exhaustion with existence
We all return to that same dirt one day
And I don't want to go there without you
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3. |
I Don't Want To
03:26
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Why can't I get these thoughts out of my head?
Hate and scorn fill in where I once was torn
Crush me while I'm already filled with dread
Can't you see the scars once carved in my core?
Take me out to see some place that is new
Don't care where; just get me out of here
Can't stand to think these things while I'm with you
I feel God's stare; his piercing glare still seers
I don't want to
Any more
I don't want to
What is it for
I don't want to
No, not again
No, can't defend
No, make this end
Hide me someplace where I can't find myself
Protect me from the devil that is regret
Just after I got back to where I fell
It grabs my legs and forces me to descend
Lost and hurt about what this means for me
I'm too scared; please lend me your hand to mend
Nameless people tell me to wait and see
But I don't bet; I know what'll happen then
I don't want to
Any more
I don't want to
What is it for
I don't want to
No, not again
No, can't defend
No, make this end
(Something is holding you back)
Holding fast with just a finger's grasp
A wish is cast; maybe this will be the last
Nerves are wrecked; my skull is broken glass
Body's passed; hope's the one thing I still have
I don't want to
Any more
I don't want to
What is it for
I don't want to
No, not again
No, can't defend
No, make this end
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4. |
Industrial II
02:32
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[Instrumental]
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5. |
I Have a Headache
03:30
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I have a headache
Killing me
Some sort of vague feeling
Takes a hold of me
Don't need no others
To change my train of thought
A state of unconsciousness
That tears me apart
What is it inside you that causes you to be so insufferable
All of the notes on the keyboard are making me uncomfortable
Why does it have to plague my every thought
Free association is what's making me distraught
...
Improvisation
Of the purest sort
Inner reflections
Rushed from the heart
Are beautiful
In an odd sort of way
The human mind
Begs to be understood by itself
A work of art
That creates it for its own self
All of that trash that clogs it up
A piece of transcendentalism
Free form painting of the best and worst sort
You create all our wars and all our love
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6. |
Razor Burns
04:24
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Razor burns all over my thighs
Chemicals that I despise
Slice my breasts take out my eyes
Skin so red I want to die
Only money can fix the problem
My oppressors can fix the problem
My abusers can fix the problem
The women must kill the problem
Rip out my connection to above
Umbilical chord floating in the bath tub
My chains keep me locked with my love
These stains are what make the problem
The solution
Located bedside
A beauty of terror
Existence so divine
Years spent wasted
Waiting for the time
I could finally
For once feel alive
Everything's been building up to this
A spiraled shell under my belt
Everything up to here has been worth it
After almost hearing bells
There's no more time to be wasted
After giving up so much
My own safety, I faced it
I challenged it and won
Razor burns all over my thighs
Chemicals that I despise
Must be left to surmise
Happiness is found inside
It only can be found inside
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7. |
Class Fetishism
03:57
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As it slowly creeps up on me
A complicated sense of urgency
Panicking there while I collapse
My torso's nothing more than a golden prolapse
Ruler of them all sitting on her throne
She quivers there reflecting on her broken bones
To be sucking on such an unrighteous teat
While death and fresh blood linger on the street
Nobody cares about what has unfolded
But it must be because their shotguns aren't loaded
They'll reject their regal and caster her aside
Who agrees that everything's justified
The power and corruption can't be held by a ghost
Who knows nothing less: that which binds to their post
Chains cling to earth until they do their service
They oblige because they know that it's their purpose
Centuries wrought with pain and dysfunction
Forgive me for the things I haven't done
Please tell me I have not hurt someone
Please say that my control is none
Repenting doesn't make this dissipate
I never chose to be born yesterday
Ripping guilt apart in every way
I'm spending my life making sure I repay
(Nothing really matters anymore)
(Nothing every truly matters)
Psyche shatters from the constant imaging
Inconceivable amounts of suffering
The lack of all of the world's spices
Does nothing to alleve' short-sighted vices
To give what one can in the name of altruism
Could allay the heart's innate masochism
But no matter how much the self is ordained
Doesn't aid the fabric of the soul that's stained
Your horrific minds aren't one of a kind
Amongst the countless others and their teeth that grind
"I'm not like the others," is what I tend to say
But I'm terrified there lies something deep kept at bay
There's one final thing I'd like to convey
In this bullshit poem of grey and decay
If I somehow fail in my act of penance
Promise me that I'll be given the death sentence
Centuries wrought with pain and dysfunction
Forgive me for the things I haven't done
Please tell me I have not hurt someone
Please say that my control is none
Repenting doesn't make this dissipate
I never chose to be born yesterday
Ripping guilt apart in every way
I'm spending my life making sure I repay
Ripping guilt apart in every way
I'm spending my life making sure I repay
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8. |
Cybernetic
04:42
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I have transcended flesh and have sacrificed my soul to metal
I am a danger to mankind but that may be for the best
I am the next step of oppression for better or for worse
Has God decided we've gone too far yet?
Where should the line be drawn?
What constitutes as life in the first place?
And who are we to decide?
We must escape our primitive forms to make progress
We must go through a subhuman afterbirth
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Girl In Heat Wichita, Kansas
Girl In Heat is an industrial electropunk band, or at least that's what we think it's categorized as. Anime induced angst and the 覚え conundrum as seen through the eyes of people who think a world without art and spirituality is meaningless. Also penis jokes ... more
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