1. BODY SHOTS

You'd best adhere to the words of the oracle.
Phineas sinned but he didn't sin every day!
And now you rise young children of the hydra Rise, rise, rise, young children of the night.
You've got to rise, young children of the hydra.
Rise!
Now we're doomed as armies start to…
Rise!


2. PANIS IN THE YEAR ZERO

Kiss me with your bayonet.
Carve your name with blunt precision.
Greet me with this violence.
Taste my pores like an insect feeding.
Scream, scream cried the debutante.
Dance, dance, said the evil paraquat.
Sing, sing you're telling me.
Bleed, Bleed, said the paper to the pen.
Understand there's no time.
Understand I could not care less.
Reattach these severed limbs,
Fasten velcro to loose appendages.
Burn these lips with your fingertips,
Crush this heart with your megaton footsteps.
Die Young.
Leave a pretty corpse for me.
I wouldn't hold my breath If I were you.
Shrapnel swirls like butterflies
And leaves your broken body in my arms.
Kiss me with brass-knuckled fists
Hate me because I left you bleeding
Love me with your violence
Grab my throat like a mad man seething
See you the opera house
Wage this war with unparallelled carnage
Meet me the parking lot
Mangled parts can't be salvaged
Save your breath,
Don't say your prayers
Words won't help where you're going
Save your breath, don't say your prayers this curse shall keep you wandering
Burn these lips with your fingertips
Crush this heart with your megaton footsteps
Save your breath,
Don't say your prayers
Words won't help where you're going.
Save your breath,
Say your prayers
Words won't help where you're going


3. SERIAL KILLERS KNOW HOW TO PARTY

Serial Killers know how to party.
Serial Killers know how to party.
Leave your name and number sewn into my skin.
It feels so strange.
Scream until your lungs are burning.
Come with me.
I'll burn your heart in effigy.
Your blood runs cold.
I read it in your chromosomes.
Your screams could raise the dead, but no one listens.
You're twisted on the floor, bleeding and screaming for more
A heart shaped wound that proves you're mine
Serial Killers know how to shake it.
Serial Killers know how to party.
Everything will fall apart just like we planned it
Write to me a death threat, I'm your teenage sweetheart.
Your screams could raise the dead, but no one listens.
You're twisted on the floor, you're bleeding and screaming for more.
A heart-shaped wound that proves you're mine.
We thrive in altitudes of hell and places I can't speak of,
Your screams could raise the dead.
You lock your lips and sell the key to please these ugly harlots.
And no one's listening.
You wanted more.
Your screams could raise the dead, but no one listens.
You're twisted on the floor, bleeding and screaming for more.
A heart-shaped wound that proves you're mine
Tell me a story of whores and deception routine
Vaccination with lethal injection.
You're dead.


4. CENTAUR: HALF-MAN HALF-MOTORCYCLE

Tonight my dear we need a sacrifice
Your lips won't satisfy my appetite
This girl has fallen ripe with pestilence
My stomach aches from the taste of consequence

Undress these wounds
It's show and tell
Living decay
My pale skin crawls

With these ugly words
Dripping from your mouth
It seems so absurd
Murdered by impatience
You can mark these words
Strangled by your heart strings
I'll destroy them all

If you could live 1,000 lives
I'd watch you die 1,000 times

This empty cast
This consequence
Lesions consume
They found you
Stop infection

Fantastic wounds
Decorate your arms
Soon you'll be consumed
Scars meant to be forgotten

If you could live 1,000 lives
I'd watch you die 1,000 times

This empty cast
This consequence
Lesions consume
They found you
Stop infection

Fantastic wounds
Decorate your arms
Soon you'll be consumed
Scars meant to be forgotten

5.THEY LIVE

We live like creatures,
We love like homicide.
We'll write your future,
Control both space and time.
We control reality.
We control your chemistry, baby.
Rearrange anatomy,
Deep within these shadows we're alive.
Look at all these imbeciles
Shaking hands while decomposing
We've crunched these numbers and we've found that your soul is null and void.
Come with me you pretty thing, and we'll celebrate with amputations
We've wasted everything and now they've come to take our children.
Your secret's safe with me, I'll take it to the grave, now baby.
God help you please my dear I'm gonna take your dead soul away.
Below these sutures,
Hate flows like cyanide.
Destroy your future consume your everything.
We destroy reality
We control your chemistry, baby.
Rearrange mortality
What we do is not your concern
Come with me you pretty thing, and we'll celebrate with amputations.
We've wasted everything and now they've come to take our children.
Your secret's safe with me, I'll take it to the grave, now baby.
God help you please my dear I'm gonna take your dead soul away.
When your heart broke off your words were cut off, your conscience shut off, remorse is useless now.
God doesn't want us back now, baby.


6. BATTLESTAR ANOREXIA

This disease will make your heart explode,
Melt your teeth and flesh down to the bone.
They took our blood now, baby.
Your kiss shall poison me.
They took our blood with no permission slip.
Darling, won't you please… turn to stone!
This disease will make your blood turn gray,
Catch your breath and lay yourself to waste.
This is jet black field trip to the end of days.
They took our blood now baby, maybe some things never change….
Turn to stone!
Time makes corpses
Of our moving parts.
You'll see, when Revlon smiles steal your spotlight.
You'll be saved if you repeat my name.
Laid to waste ‘cause some things never change.
Drawn and quartered like you wanted it, you'll do as I please.
I carved your name into this pretty flesh:
"You shall die for me."


7. NIGHTMARE AT 20.000 FEET

High fives with chainsaw hands
Will strike the spark that melts our features.
Salt the earth, I'll salt your wounds
As flames consume like starving creatures.
Sweet sweet obscenities you softly whispered in my nightmares.
Simple atrocities as hateful words fall on infected ears.
Baby Baby this ain't no dream
Your evil heart is atrophied Listen honey.
I'll lick my wounds when someone tells me where I'm bleeding needing someone to rescue me from this doom because this burning mess is crashing to the ground
Hi fives, no we'll shake hands with our tongues.
My dear this horror's just begun.
Salt the earth, you'll salt my wounds
As flames consume with wicked volume.
Your symptoms tell me this is getting worse, before it gets better.
burned lips scrape fingertips, just shut your mouth it's almost over
Baby Baby this ain't no dream Your evil heart is atrophied Listen honey.
I'll lick my wounds when someone tells me where I'm bleeding needing someone to rescue me from this doom because this burning mess is crashing to the ground
Set fire to my veins ‘cuz you're a gentleman
You should have seen your face when they said I was gone
My Flesh it turns to scales which turn to salt that turns to stone
Which builds the walls that seal our fate.
You shall die alone.


8. FUNERAL PARLOR TRICKS

His needle sewed my eyes shut.
Soul is jailed my dear departed.
Jesus strapped on to your chest now, who will save you from his darkness?
Diamonds are a girls best friend
How could you refuse this offer?
This is where the story ends taste my blood and live forever Nervous girls they stand here waiting
Fingertips are chewed and severed feel this cold touch one more time 'cause amputations last forever
These bullets need a pretty target
Your face looks oh so lovely tonight
A dark farewell, my dear departed
The story unfolds before my eyes


9. NOTHING CLEANSES QUITE LIKE FIRE

This is the worst of wounds.
My soul blisters like your skin
This is a call to arms.
Knives have started sharpening themselves.
I've told you this before, boards and nails won't stop the flames.
Your looks will scorch the earth as if to say that, "you are mine again.
" This is my taped confession.
My nervous laugh will hurt us all the same,
Remind me of nothing, corpse charades.
Dare you speak my name?
Re-dress bullet holes.
Your medicine is useless.
Isolation necessity.
Nothing cleanses quite like fire.
Nothing cleanses quite like fire.
Don't scream.
Your worthless calls will draw attention.
To Me.
I'll make you mine
Don't scream.
Your story's marred with bad intentions.
For me.
I'll make you mine.
Look at me.
Lie to me.
Honestly?
We're enemies.
Taste the color red blood like prison wine
Know these awful things
You don't have much time
Burning.
Your cold heart is
Burning.
Your whole world is
Burning.
All the kids are
Burning.
Your whole world is burning now.
Nothing cleanses quite like fire.
You'll bleed, It's hacking at your guilty conscience
You'll see.
I'll make you mine.
Don't scream.
Your worthless calls will draw attention.
To Me.
I'll make you mine I've got to let you know Infection overgrown If they could see you now
Your thoughts are leaking out
We've got to let them know
Our skin is growing old
Brush the dust off from your soul
Yours and mine were bought and sold Look at me.
Lie to me.
Honestly?
We're enemies.
Teenage obsessions, taped confessions; these will hurt us all the same.
Have you tasted poison like this?
Dare you speak my name?


10. THE GIRL WHO WAS BORN WITHOUT A FACE

Hateful, painful.
Her skin is melted to the floor.
Shapeless, faceless.
Her twisted features, oh the horror!
Every time I look into your sweet disfiguration,
I'm convinced you'd be so gorgeous if your face existed
Not of this earth
Not of this earth
Your eyes will turn to black and the tears you weep will cut like broken glass
Not of this earth
Trade in your body for a model with these modern features I'd hold your hand if you had fingers but we're horrible creatures
Every time I place my fist inside your plastic ribcage
I crush your artificial heart but somehow you're still breathing
Not of this earth
Not of this earth
Your eyes will turn to black and the tears you weep will cut like broken glass
Not of this earth You're eyes are empty: broken.
There is no point in trying.
Your kiss is deadly: poison.
We are so sick of dying now.
Every time I tear your heart into 1,000 pieces I know that you'll be back for more
Little girl, although your face is screaming "devastation"
I'm convinced you'd be so famous with your wretched face on television