Mate.Feed.Kill.Repeat
Slipknot 2008.02.16. 12:20
SlipKnoT
Pentex sucks! Pentex sucks!! They drain the life force of my tribe Pentex sucks!
Bonegnawers suck! Bonegnawers suck!! They roll around in garbage bins All Bonegnawers suck!!
(Pentex is bleeding but night is falling)
The Black Hand sucks! The Black Hand sucks!! Those wyrm-tainted bastard leeches Black Hand sucks!
If I had my way! If I had my way! I'd rend them all ripped and torn ALL THAT SUCKS DIES!! (Sweet smell bleeding glow is melting me)
I bring my klave into battle Shifting into Crinos - I slay wyrmfoe Then I step sideways....
You can't see me, for I hide within the Umbra Gently
Gently my mind escapes into the relaxing mode of pleasure A pleasure that will take my mind off the realities of life My past life Life as I know it now And whatever may come it slowly disappears to somewhere in the back of my mind It will remain there until I wish to retrieve it
Yes I will stay here for awhile for I need the break A break from the pressures of life and everything that lay in the palm of life's hands
This mode is incredible It's out of this world Too bad I must always leave it But that's life
That's life
Shift
Do Nothing / Bitchslap
The system has failed and you have failed with it No time to care, just time to say 'Who gives a shit?' My mind boils as I've decided I'm through Fuck your position in life. I'm taking vengence on you I break down the walls of the political arena Cast the vote on FN-FAL, yeah, we'll be seein' ya! (protect yourself)
I want to put a cap right in your asshole You step to this, you're gonna pass for a lump of dogshit in the grass So, be on your way and get some class
Bitchslap
Chop down the big-wigs, shoot the telelvisions, too My mind boils in life as I've decided I'm through The guilty of crimes will be hung from the trees Spit and punches arise from you and me
Sit back and do nothing if that's what you want to do I will have my reign as king, when I take vengence on you
Only One
Sittin', slappen, scatt'n on my back, try'n to relax Think'n about the facts of the crack runnin' through the pack Division in thought about the war to be fought For tryin' to mend the ranks, still I get no thanks They say they mean no disrespect, but dis' is in effect I take to heart the part I play everyday Uninformed is one thing, stupid is another Keep runnin' your mouth, but don't call me brother I'm try'n to find someone on my side 'cause bang'n heads all the time starts to grind at my gear and at my will But persistent I am still So when one insubordinate fucker tries to test me Blow to the head, then an entrail rend Guts on the floor, but you want more Show you the strength of the tenth rank Pain is the only way to teach kids these days
Opened your eyes. Now realized. Talk back to me. Your punk-ass dies.
Only one of us walks away
I'm all you know. Where will you go. Valhalla is gone. Along with your soul. Only one of us walks away
Tattered & Torn
Tattered and Torn That's where my soul is worn Tattered and Torn That's when I was born Tattered and Torn I broke away from me Tattered and Torn I knocked me to my knees Tattered and Torn I drink my own cells Tattered and Torn A decomposing well Tattered and Torn Roaches in my head Tattered and Torn I become the living dead Tattered and Torn Tearing myself apart from the things that make me hurt
Confessions
I know you don't want to see. I know you're not part of me But you wonder just the same. So I'll let you in on this game What's on the top is just the beginning of the protectorate that keeps Gaia spinning It never ends, and with the gifts Luna sends, to the apocalypse on we defend for the right to live in a perfect world For our past mistakes, extinction we are hurled Trying to make amends for the Impergium, as Weaver and the Wyld and a bitch called the Wyrm
(You don't want to know) All the power of the Wyld that runs through me, yet the reason why is an answer that eludes me
(You don't want to see) Our viewpoint on what mankind is doing, that black inside when frenzy is brewing
(You don't want to feel) The sorrow that my heart holds in knowing just where my hopes and dreams are going
(I won't let you be) Caught up in a war that you are not part of. I sign this letter Your Father, With Love.
I'm trying to set my mind free. I'm sorry you never knew me. My soul is in recession. Painful to make this confession.
Some Feel
Some feel I don't exist Never believing in what they see Some feel that I am not fair I leave no time for repentance
Tearing the vail Mending the vail Tearing the vail
Some feel I bare the mark of man A misguided philosophy Some feel I kill for fun I kill for life!
I can't escape what Gaia's left for me / No more I can't deny the lack of morality / No less Need time to think need time to think Need to spill blood so I can drink Take whay they give take what they give Some feel I'm dead yet still I live
They don't know I'm immortal They don't know they're just cattle They don't know I'm eternal
Eternal
Killers Are Quiet
Cycle of life and death supposedly goes 'round and 'round yet it stops with me Glorious hunter of my faith I have sinned Killers are quiet like the the breath of the wind
Filling the shadows with forms of my own Raised by kindred of Get I was born Abomination world in disarray Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae
Reflection beckons a portal shard Spiritual quest I must stay in guard Stepping sideways betweens worlds I shift Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift
Beautiful Anguish cast out by my race Now one that's Ageless I save my own face I write my own laws with Death I break bread Killers are quiet when they come from my head
The Dogfish Rising
There´s a dog loose in the wood.
Dogfish Rising. It´s good for gnawing. Right wing Interlude. In the 1990´s ? Thats got a nice groove to it there.
I saw a human hand. Windmills like two. Something in my left. Screaming to fullfill. Postniff scruchies? Dogfish Rising.. Burn em´ for their nipples. another rubber Rolex. So skinny I knows. Rookie, Lurks.
(audio bytes come in,starts to get hard to understand)
Battery powered power tool. God spoke to me. Dogfish rising. Blistering cabbage. That dogfish is dead. (more interesting audio bytes)
We need this band. Crusty fuzzy nuts-bye
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