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The greatest lyrics in recent memory! Here are the lyrics to disc one of "Terrifyer," the great new record by Pig Destroyer:
Pretty in Casts Maybe she'll snap her wrist doing cartwheels Or her ankle dancing drunken at some rave Maybe she'll go through a windshield And have twinkling bits of glass stuck in her face She's so pretty in her casts Damages so perfectly She's so pretty in her casts The prettiest thing I've ever seen I only get to hold her when she's injured I only get to kiss her where she's sore Boy Constrictor Dopesick for your sympathy I'm a cold, slithering monster Haunting your footsteps forever Sweetheart, blacken my eyes They'll still shimmer like assassin's knives Cut my lips off See the lacerations grin I'm a student of obsession You taught me everything I know Scarlet Hourglass She rolls out of bed with blankets wrapped around her Dragging like the virgin's wedding gown There's a scarlet hourglass at the base of her spine Four arms offer caresses Four arms brandish knives Her tongue twirls in her mouth Spinning webs of lies Thumbsucker My eyes have changed color Some sick yellow that I've never seen My stomach is knotted with hunger For the taste of her sex Obscene She whispers such sweet death threats in my daydreams So punish me for weakness Blame me for everything I don't like the suffering I like the sympathy it brings Gravedancer In this two bedroom tomb I'm sitting all alone with the television static and the 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 Haven't felt anything in days A six year old girl dances on my ceiling She might as well be dancing on a grave Lost Cause Someday I'll find a way to win her over She knows it's me calling again I can feel her rolling her eyes These words I used to scream from the rooftops They just fall like ash from my tongue Sourheart With trembling fingers I trace her jawline Such a geometric mystery of celestial design Her fragile lips form delicate grins to spite the sour heart within I count the freckles on her shoulders I taste confection 'tween her thighs Towering Flesh She frolics through the rain Whispering love insane Her kisses exit through heart-shaped exit wounds Her skin like flesh of angels Her blood my catholic wine It moves slowly through me Disintegrates my spine She's got heroin embraces that I still need to be in I force myself to loathe her so I can fall for her again Her lips are wet with venom Her posture's serpentine She'll touch my arm and flowers grow there Poisonous and obscene All her shrugged little movements and their despotic majesty In the midst of such perfection I can't help but feel diseased Song of Filth Like SS regalia on your skeletal frame A forked tongue French kiss from three feet away We hold each other like hostages one last time As the vipers spiral down your leg then spiral up mine Verminess When she touches me it's like a rodent sifting through garbage But it's better than just rotting away When she kisses me her lips are like chalk beneath empty eye sockets Compassion takes too much effort I suppose The dead honeybees suckle withered flowers 'cause they don't know what else to do Torture Ballad The tape across your mouth says more than your words ever could you're squirming and screaming as I tease your eyes with glowing needles Crawl slug Drag your legs behind I know no matter how much I hurt you she'll always love you more than me But all of this isn't for the sake of her love It's for the sake of my jealousy Restraining Order Blues The bullet hole looks so right in your head Like it'd been missing all along The blood streaked across your face Like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace Staring at your reflection Wondering how you're still alive Wondering if she's somewhere laughing Deciding whether to let you die Carrion Fairy Yesterday she showed me her bruises Pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts They were scattered 'cross her rib cage Like a little patch of violet rorshach tests She said just 'cause I can't crawl inside you That doesn't mean I'm not your parasite She used to be so radiant So sexy when she laughed Now her eyes they look like gravesites as she speaks in epitaphs Downpour Girl Half asleep in an open grave I'm gazing into the sky Carving her shape in the dark clouds I want her to drown me in her poison I thought she was sweing up my wounds But she was really planting tumors inside Soft Assassin Your heart looks delicious she says Licking her lips as her kamikaze fists crash into floating ribs I stare at you the way you stare at your mirror So please show me no mercy Don't be a soft assassin I scream though I'm laughing inside I know you can't destroy me But you're adorable when you try Dead Carnations Buildings collapse in the distance behind you But I'm so hypnotized by your quivering voice Your fluttering eyes, that I don't see them fall They could open all the cages Set every demon free Send a bullet screaming to the president's head Crack it open for everyone to see I'm dead to this world, so bury me deep in your arms tonight Crippled Horses Push my fingers past her ear Watch them disappear into her brown hair I wish the rest of me could go with them Her bedroom is quiet but my heart screams a horrifying sound Like a hundred crippled horses lying crumpled on the ground Begging for a rifle to come and put them down The Gentleman I can swallow secrets and spit up blackmail Saccharine words and plastic charm can dazzle for a short time I just want to help you in my own selfish way I will bow my head and kiss your hand Wishing I could snap every finger Crawl of Time I can feel the glacial crawl of time Like a dull razor carving up my face I can feel the last drops of youth lingering inside I write another love letter to another heartless girl Terrifyer These strange thorned vines spring from the ground They wind around me They bind me down She moves across the rose garden suspended in a dark cloud of flies Her toes drag the tops of the flowers And leave them blackened and shrivelled in her wake Her hands dangle from thin strings of skin Her forearms, they're like gun barrels smoking crimson "I hate both of those dildos (Bush and Kerry), but Bush seems to be a smaller dildo, although even a small dildo can fuck the shit out of you." - Mastodon on the election | |
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If you like Charles Baudelaire, you should LOVE Pig Destroyer's lyrics. "I hate both of those dildos (Bush and Kerry), but Bush seems to be a smaller dildo, although even a small dildo can fuck the shit out of you." - Mastodon on the election | |
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how about the lyrics to "Toxic" by Britney Spears? | |
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Does nobody here see the similarities between these lyrics and the work of Baudelaire??? "I hate both of those dildos (Bush and Kerry), but Bush seems to be a smaller dildo, although even a small dildo can fuck the shit out of you." - Mastodon on the election | |
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dancerella said: how about the lyrics to "Toxic" by Britney Spears?
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my greatest lyrics:
I STAND BEFORE THEE, GODS OF ALL PRESTINE COME FORTH TO SEE, ALL THINGS TO BE SEEN NOW KNOW THE PRESENCE, AND CHOOSE THY WRATH FOR FLOCK OF TYRANTS, WHO KNOW NOT THY PATH COME NOW IN SWEEPING VENGEANCE COME NOW IN NEEDED TIME DEMAND AS I STAND BEFORE YOU CLEANSE THIS WORLDS DECAY I DEMAND TO KNOW THE LIGHT OF A PROMISED LAND I DEMAND TO SEE THIS CORROSION WIPED AWAY AND THE SLITHERING BEGINS AS THE SHELL OF MEN CRAWL WEEPING AND AS THE LIGHT OF DAWN IS GROWING THE REALIZATION SETS IN AND WITH THE WINDS THAT ARE BLOWING THE FINAL TRUTH HAS COME THAT THE WAYS OF THE SHALLOW EMPTY HAVE BROUGHT IT DOWN THE WINDS THAT ARE BLOWING SHALL BRING IT DOWN AND WHILE YOUR CLINGING TO THE WAYS OF YOUR WORTHLESS LIFE YOUR WORLD IS FALLING YOU ARE LEFT WITH NOTHING AND WITH THE WINDS THAT ARE BLOWING THE FINAL TRUTH HAS COME YOUR WAYS SO SHALLOW AND EMPTY HAVE BROUGHT IT DOWN YOUR IGNORANT HAZE HAS BROUGHT IT DOWN RETURN THESE DAYS TO THE RIGHTEOUS HEAL THESE WOUNDS OF TIME I HAVE WAITED SO LONG FOR THE WINDS OF CHANGE TO COME THROUGH EYES STILL CLEAR THROUGH EYES NOT DULLED BY FEAR THROUGH EYES BEHIND THE SOUL I SEE WHAT MUST BE..... I DEMAND TO KNOW THE LIGHT OF A PROMISED LAND I DEMAND TO SEE THIS CORROSION WIPED AWAY before on this day the sun goes down bloodpouring will come over the curved earth, and in obsidian-eyes seven times the revenge will ring out... | |
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