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Deadweight
04:32
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Evening coastline beckons me
Weigh the confines of the seven seas
A final sleep, deface tomorrow
Wade to the deep, soften the deathblow
Saline air ambience, descend in the dark
Solitude transience, herein disembark
Insensible movements, black water burns
Erie obeisance, slow motion roil
Squalid memories, deepening blue
Release of agony, here waiting for you
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Guitars: Adria, Candy
Bass: Debbie
Vocals: Adria
Music: Adria, Debbie, Candy
Lyrics: Adria
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Palomine
02:55
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Is this our exaltation
Heart skips to think of you
Another year in deviation
Pull the quilt and fade to blue
Débarrasser le plancher!
Is this our revelation
The leaves are dying too
Frigid air, no absolution
Nothing left here to pursue
Pedant!
Is this our devastation
Swiping screens in this black milieu
Listless living, memoir in motion
Another day calls death unto
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Guitars: Candy, Adria
Bass: Debbie
Vocals: Adria
Music: Candy, Adria, Debbie
Lyrics: Adria
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Lost Girls
03:10
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Splintered eyes
To paralyze
In the moonlight
We have insight
Some hearts are old
Our hearts are cold
Black as night
We burn in sunlight
Lost Girls
Lack no agency
Walkin down your street
Show no hostility
Dress so morbidly
Crack the locks
On the box
Don’t be misled
We date the dead
No time for hate
Break the gate
Fuck with us?
We decimate
Lost Girls
Walkin down your street
Walkin through your cemetery
Make no apology
Dress so morbidly
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Guitar: Debbie, Candy
Bass: Adria
Vocals: Adria
Music: Adria, Debbie, Candy
Lyrics: Adria
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All For Nothing
03:47
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Infidels from the West, nobody will miss
Machine guns loaded, cracking bronze fire bliss
Death to devils, not of our kind
Hatred to lure, delusions of mind
I’ll die for my God
You’ll die for my God
We’ll die for our God
Yaweh be damned
Wind blown deserts make perfect graves
Sand drifts quickly, hiding your face
Pleads of mercy with every breath
No soul in sight to witness your death
Rope tied tight, pressure applied
Terror screaming loudly, leaks from your eyes
Drawn and quartered, blood soaks the ground
Intestines pulled from your lifeless mound
You'll die for my God
I'll die for my God
We’ll die for our God
Yaweh be damned
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Guitar: Debbie, Candy, Adria
Bass: Adria
Vocals: Adria
Music & lyrics: Adria
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ACAB
01:44
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White trash cop still walkin free
On a killin spree
A wary demon stirs inside of me
Rage inside
Black and blue boys kill again
Panteleo!
You fucking racist bastard
He can’t breath!
He can’t breath!
Subjugate, suffocate
Close your eyes never look away
Resuscitate, obliterate
Close your eyes never look away
Another victim falling down
They did no wrong
Serial killers wearing black and blue
Gun pointed at you
Fifty casings on the ground
Legalized murder!!!
Another white cop walkin free
Fuck the police
All Cops Are Bastards
All Cats Are Beautiful
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Guitars: Adria, Candy
Bass: Debbie
Vocals: Adria
Music: Adria, Candy, Debbie
Lyrics: Adria
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Memories
02:39
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I died twenty years ago, or was it a wish
I had nothing to live for, no Valentine bliss
In utter despair you called out my name
Walking outside in the pouring rain
Standing alone in the pouring rain
You left me here to die
I left you there to die
I hate you
I miss you
I hate you
I wish you were dead
We worshiped each, other in nightmarish scenes
with no happy endings, like all of my dreams
Careless persuasion, my love did soon wane
I stood in despair, drenched in cold rain
You stood there standing in the frozen rain
I left you there to die
You left me there to die
I miss you
I hate you
I miss you
Get out of my head!!!
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Guitars: Adria, Candy
Bass: Debbie
Vocals: Adria
Music & lyrics: Adria
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Incurable disease on the day of rest
I'm walking on water in a sea of incest
I've got the image of Jesus embedded in my chest
I can't leave home without my bullet-proof vest
Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon
Fighting with scorpions tied 'round my neck
I hear the pitter-patter of a killer on the loose
Children use their fingers instead of words
Crosses burn our temples on Slaughter Avenue
It takes too much time for me to say I refuse
Time is digging graves for the chosen few
Children dig the graves of me and you
Describe the illness, I'll prescribe the cure
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation
Describe the illness, I'll prescribe the cure
Start your two-day life on a two-day vacation
Spiritual cramp going for my ribs
Those gangsters toting guns are shooting spikes through my wrist
Children use their fingers instead of words
Fingers bury children under the boards
I can die a thousand times, but I'll always be here
With the powder skull secrets of forgotten years
The hangman's noose is drenched with bloodstained tears
My hands are the killers that confirm my fears
Jesus won't you touch me? Come into my heart
Where the Hell are you when the fire starts?
On a mission of the father to reduce the gates of Hell
The ivory bone-eyed mother's flesh is starting to swell
I'm setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast
Satan is by far the kindest beast
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Guitars: Adria, Debbie
Bass: Candy
Vocals: Adria
Music & lyrics: Christian Death (R. Williams/R. Agnew)
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