Supper time is over for the cannibal tribes Slice me now Plastic faces in a meltdown room Chatter chatter The glowing of the faces in the acid light Slice me now Bend my body, stretch my mind Trying t

Supper time is over for the cannibal tribes
Slice me now
Plastic faces in a meltdown room
Chatter chatter
The glowing of the faces in the acid light
Slice me now
Bend my body, stretch my mind
Trying to be of your kind

Wash away the emptiness
And swallow me,

"The president speaks from the oval office"
"Good evening. This is the 37th time I've spoken to you from this office where so many decisions have been made that shaped the history of this nation.
Each time I've done so to discuss with you some matters that I believed affected the nationa

Ripping skin and crushing bones
Head-on collision of shallow cheek bones
Feel the beat creep into your bones
The putrefecation of another night
Alone

Muscles contracted in atrocity posture
Breakdown in a fractured smile
Bite the carpet, bite the dust
Crawl throu

See her walking gently down the street
Watch her slipping swiftly

She knows the whole damn world is watching her
She couldn't give a hoot in hell
She'll never make the frontpage headlines
She knows the story far too well

Burn out
Taking her chances
Burn out

Old and sage
The mafu cage
The reason to target
But you know you're not alone
You dare not go to bed
There's always someone sneaking up
Watching your every move
The more you look, the more he moves

Where did I leave my hat (head)?
On the bed?

Checking

Break down, turn it around
Hear the sound of laceration
The suffocating devastating roaring of crowds
Dealing with the same vile people, same old bores
Get your head caught in revolving doors

Perfume, make-up
it?s a joke
Crucifixion in stiletto heels
Muscles and

Under the incinerating sun,
The sweat of toiling bodies
On the pyramid building site...
The Smell of Buddha, Shiva, Osiris
An intoxicating gas...

Diving in sand
Moving land
Buddha's not drinking sand
Colonial Discharge
The Smell of Buddha, Shiva, Osiris

The shadow of an inclination
Burning down the walls
Industrial voodoo
Shortly before the fall

Like fish back into the sea
An ancient, mechanical creed
A voracious kind of sophisticated greed

Another violent breed

The growing pain of urban natives
Slowly

This is when your flesh
Crimson and pale
Withers behind the blackened veil
The vacant flesh
A petrifying look, the choice is easy
The outcome always the same
The shortest way to cardiac arrest
The flesh that dreams are made of doesn't last
This when you turn
T

Against the crushing faith of boredom
Your feelings of indifference unite
The classic hero of your dreams
A lillywash effigy

China white, China blue, time is closing in on you

Blue eyed frenzy with a softness like worlds that collide
This soothing madness should keep

A startling sense of dislocation
Pushed away by voodoo crap
Spill your poison somewhere else
Can't shake the needles from your back

Guns and Chains, emotional drains
Cutting it down to size
Captured by the Hindu curse
That hold your mesmerized

Slice my throat,

Candid impression
Obscenties obscured
Apologetically turning away
The awakand stream of thoughts
Hallucination sedatives,
The burden of reset
Supermarket sentiments
I never tried to wipe away the tears
Intensified conclusions
There is no turning back
The c

Breath control
Sweat control
On command, catch and dive
Jump and dive,suck and blow
Shove and tow, kick and on command

Cold and alone in the vinyard he lies
Stained and all broken the nightingale dies

Looking from your window
I can see the snow
Freezing cold

Grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel
Freeze alone

Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the waste

Scandinavian
Scandinavian
Scandinavian
Scandinavian
Scandinavian
The minute I?m coming, I?m up and about
I wanna tear your rhythm down
Your feet keep moving to the beat of the crowd
And I?d love to see you drown
I wanna lick your skin, I wanna suck it in
I

"No more human sacrifice" she said
I?ll just have a dry martini
Just let me put my underwear in your computer
And we?ll have lots of software babies

Two minutes before she stopped her train of thoughts
She realised she was at the wrong station
She had another taxi for b

Waking up, going to pieces
Tearing plaster off the walls
Flames licking at the edge of your feat
Grinding nails and flashing teeth
Over the edge again
Legs akimbo

Just watch me, touch me
Stroking skin
No deviation, slide it in
Twisting and entangling
Ent

Two statues in the dark
Frozen in time
Waiting for the list to blow
Waiting for the hate to show
Cutting of the claw that tears your velvet skin
Skin the feet that trod the petals of the flower in my arms
I hear you, feel you, breath, live you
Fight hell to hold you</