1. STITCH IN TIME

I suffered in your sadness
But I chose to let it go
I wallowed in your weakness
I should have started long ago
Down and low never been mistaken
Down and low have I been forsaken?
Left to win, your pleasures sin from me
Oh how low, your ship is sinkin
Oh how low, you're wearin me down
Oh how low, just to waste my time thinking of you
And how you're draggin me down
Down and low, never been mistaken for
Down and out, but your soul's been shaken
Left to win, a pleasure sin in me
I sutured up your sadness
And wrapped around your pain
But all was worthless for the giving
Cause it's coming back again
Stitch to stop the madness
Stitch to stop the hate
Stitch in time saves nine
But now it's just too late


2. TOUCH MYSELF

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I feel down
I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
Forget myself
I want you to remind me

[chorus]
I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself
I don't want anybody else
I touch myself

You close your eyes and see me before you
Think you would die if I was to ignore you
A fool could see just how much you adore me
Get down on your knees and do anything for me

[chorus]

I'm the one who makes you come runnin'
Gets you comin' all the time
When I'm around, you're always beggin'
I wanna make you mine

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I feel down
I want to above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
Forget myself
I want you to remind me

I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself
I don't want anybody else
I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself
I don't want anybody else
I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself


3. MACHINE LOVE

Come on feel my affection for machine love
Just plug in, then fade out
It's the real deal, electric feel
Trip your pulse your heart beats faster
Ask yourself how long you can last
Just plug in, then fade out
It's the real deal, electric feel
Cum on, Cum on, Cum on, Feel my danger
Cum on, Cum on, Cum on, I'll be your cheap slut savior
I am the one who makes you want it
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex.....
Does your libido feel my sex?
Does your libido steal my sex?
Come tonight, be with me all of the time
Cum on, Cum on, Cum on, feel my danger
Cum on, Cum on, Cum on, I'll be your cheap slut savior
I am the one who makes you want it
I am the one who makes you cum


4. SIN CITY

When the tracks are leading home to the limits of hell
We'll yell life sure is swell! In Sin City
In the streets where the servants of silence dwell
The visions of the wicked are sure to sell! In Sin City
On the quickest strip goin, cum holy high rollin with me
Get you cash cup flowin, cum holy high rollin with me
Let your holy mother blow your fears away
Get on your knees and play!
In the heat where the Savior of Sodom dwells
Join hands with the women who squirm in hell, In Sin City
Because the lord has mercy on the women who sell
Their pussies to the preachers who burn in hell, In Sin City
The Devil's home for the depraved
Where the souls are never saved
That's why the holy rollers say
Get on you knees and pray
To breathe...in Sin City
To lie...in Sin City
Get high...in Sin City
Let your holy water wash away your shame
Cause the judgment day is just another game
On you knees and pray!


5. ONE WHO FEEDS

Bonded to my breast from birth, milkin me to purify
Nurse your growing hunger for the fluid that will satisfy
Feel my body swelling, engorged to overflow
Pump your filthy mouths into your willing guts below
Shake!
When you're feeling empty, feeling oh so low
Nurse upon my body, bask in the warm womb glow
Can you feel my body swelling? Engorged to overflow
Pump you filthy mouths into your willing guts below
Now you shake until your master calls you
Shake until your mother bleeds
Shake until the fluid calms you
Till you suckle form the one who feeds
Filling the void inside you, toasty warm it's oh so nice
Seeking worldly pleasure, mother's milks not your only vice
Can you feel my body swelling? Engorged to overflow
Pump your filthy mouths into your willing guts below
Now you shake until our master calls you
Shake until your mother bleeds
Shake until the fluid calms you
Still you suckle from the one who feeds
Lying here beside me, take it all from my body
Oh, don't try to crawl back inside, from where you came


6. 4 WALLS BLACK

I am your 4 walls black
Light hits you eyes, charge goes crack!
I am your 4 walls black
Truth will now know
Where my cock will go
I am your 4 walls black
Still you lie! You lie!
Your pact is high
Your taste is high
I am your 4 walls black


7. ASPHYXIATE

Your first encounter with the ones who make you
Feel a chance to taste their disease
Invite you in to lick their skin and to feel all as real
Your senses low, your pleasures grow
White hands sew up the deed
Another limb to lift the skin, press open
And to dream all is real

Hands wide open
Lick your wounds and come inside
With your hand wide open
Lick your wounds and come inside
With your hands wide
As the cord pulls tighter
Face is bleeding whiter and whiter
As the cord pulls tighter
Spots in hell burn brighter and brighter

Your last encounter with the ones who made you sin
Till the dust hit you skin
Your pleasures know their wager grow
You lust to feel again

Hands wide open
Close your wounds and come inside
With you hands wide open
Close your hands and come inside
With your hands white
As the cord pulls tighter
Face is bleeding whiter and whiter
As the cord pulls tighter
Spots in hell burn brighter and brighter
As the cord pulls tighter
Face is bleeding whiter and whiter
As the cord pulls tighter
Spots in hell burn brighter and brighter

Friend so this leads us to the end
Your life burns dimmer now
By our will, you've tied yourself
Life burns quicker now, with a second hand
As the cord pulls tighter
As the cord pulls tighter
As the cord pulls tighter
As the cord pulls tighter


8. PROCESSION

Subjected nevermore, to the whims of the dying
Steal their flesh, from the pool of the lying
Injected more, erythematous moisture
Beyond high, by the chosen kind
Feel it, to breathe evermore
Of the wicked of the world, where processions' end
Subjected nevermore, to the fears of the dying
Feel their high, attempts to allude
Your flesh will sigh, in the midst of moisture
One sect more for the chosen kind
Can you feel it? Can you feel their high?
Feel it! Breathe evermore!
Breathe from the chosen kind, then lie back down
Feel their high and breathe evermore
End your search for the nevermore