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Vendetta Red




Альбом Vendetta Red



2003
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Reminiscent screams like womb dreams
From ridding yourself of your own existence
The pendulum sways like an empty noose
Still your thought compress and you weep and sigh inside
Adolescent naivete spawned my optimism

Whose head you wore on your coat of arms
You're the champion of my bleeding heart

When you're shrouded in baptismal brine
For the dawning of the great rebirth
Don't forget your name when your number's called
Or you may end up causing the end of us all

Whose head you wore on your coat of arms
You're the champion of my bleeding heart

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A song, to soothe you son of mine
Your broken bones heal in due time
Another day in silent suffering such a bitter pill
We're the sons and daughters daddy hates too much to kill

Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home

Revenge, is mine sayeth the lord
And you, you only hit me when your bored
Story books and happy endings
Bite your lip in fear
Pray the next blow kills you, so you won't have to be here

Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home

You said son, I didn't mean it
There's something wicked on the inside living in me
She said son, he didn't mean it
There's something evil on the inside

Revenge, is mine sayeth the lord
And you, you only hit me when you're bored
Story books and happy endings
Bite your lip in fear
Pray the next blow kills you so you won't have to be here

Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home
Stay home

You said son, I didn't mean it
There's something wicked on the inside
It's inside

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Never mind me I am just a moron in disguise
Posing as a poet with the incandescent eyes
Illuminate your features and much to my dismay
You're putting on your jackets while I'm begging you to stay

Keep holding still
Bit from the blade tore flesh from bone
Alone, a long, long time ago
And where the ash will rest I guess you'll never know

Because it's summer where you are
Summer I'm in love
Summer you were just a universe away

Fulcrum equilibrium I'm balancing between
Your wavering reflection and something I've never seen
Utopia is only universal empathy
Fastidious deliverance from our decadency

Keep holding still

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Lead in your chest
Halo in water
Watch me drill holes in my head
Misunderstood
Meet me in moonlight
With your lover's heart in a box
Watch how the world pushes forward
Running like insects from God
You only want to be near Him
So you join in his crimson jihad
And they cast out the dark
With two stones and a spark
And you're seconds away from redemption
In your war with the dead
Had your breakfast in bed
Till you're seconds away from redemption
Seconds away
April came on
The pain was like knives
Digging right into my feet
Echoes of agony
Breaking my body
Till most of it's merely alive
Watch how the world pushes forward
Running like insects from God
You only want to be near Him
So you join in his crimson jihad
Cause they cast out the dark with two stones and a spark
And you're seconds away from redemption
Your war with the dead
Had your breakfast in bed
Till you're seconds away from redemption
Seconds away
Stand alone
Where you are
Stand alone
Where you are
Stand alone
Where you are
Cause they cast out the dark
With two stones and a spark
And you're seconds away from redemption
Your war with the dead
Had your breakfast in bed
You were seconds away from redemption
You're seconds away
You're seconds away
You're seconds away

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Our days are numbered 666
And I'll begin the countdown by calling off the circus
Somewhere in these cryptic scriptures
I'll find myself drifting in a sky full of

Scars they cut into you
Blisters rose colored hue
Mayday we're going down
These mescaline memories are morose
Your kerosene company's comatose

Our days are numbered 321
When you bit the bullet
I held the smoking gun
Somewhere in these violent volumes
I'll find myself drifting in a sky full of

Scars they cut into you
Blisters rose colored hue
Mayday we're going down
These masculine memories are morose
Your kerosene company's comatose

And I would stick up half of my cold eye
To set you on your head
If I were you then I would memorize this loose lipped lullaby instead of waiting
Carving out your own

Scars they cut into you
Blisters rose colored hue
Mayday we're going down
Follow we went around

Scars they cut into you
Blisters rose colored hue
Mayday we're going down
These mescaline memories are morose
Your kerosene company's comatose

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I was fast asleep
Dreaming I was rain
I fell from clouds to touch your frame
But you just hid your face
Beneath your hands
Now delirium is soothing me
Just close your eyes
Go to sleep
I was holding on
Hanging by a thread
Clinging to three words you said
But words are meaningless in your absence
This violation's a victory
Just close your eyes
Go to sleep
(Go to sleep)
Delirium soothes me
And I'll keep your words
Close to me
This violation's a victory
Just close your eyes
Go to sleep

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Hey I am sure to fall this time around
And I could look you in the eye but you never show your face
Something sticky in your ears turned to logic
And what you reiterate is meaningless to me

Save yourself because you're dying slowly
Say goodnight before you ever say goodbye

Tore the buttons off your coat to keep the wind out
Banged your head against the sky to touch the ground beneath
Held a candle to the sun to drown the twilight
But when you bruise you never bleed no you never cryout

Save yourself because you're dying slowly
Say goodnight before you ever say goodbye

Strong carry on carry me home
Serve your flesh circuts unknown
Stitches sewn to leave me alone
Crane your neck when I crawl

Save yourself because you're dying slowly
Say goodnight before you ever say goodbye

Does it make you sick?
The smell of daddy's sweat
The taste of daddy's spit
Crawl blood in blood out

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I'm turning a deaf ear to your bloody ministries
Save it for the afterlife honey
Cause everybody knows the more we nurture
Our perversions the more human we become

Sing children sing it to the sun
Struck down, I hate what you've become
Your comet catcher conned you baby
Straight down you'll plummet to the earth

They finally caught the killer they found his skin beneath her nails
Squeeze him hard enough and he'll confess
We swore a solemn oath to never disobey
But then he took our wives and kids away

Sing children sing it to the sun
Struck down, I hate what you've become
Your comet catcher conned you baby
Straight down you'll plummet to the earth

Faith exposes us (ashamed of who we are)
When they're cursing your name you'll be falling apart
Faith exposes us (ashamed of who we are)
When they're cursing your name you'll be falling apart

Sing children sing it to the sun
Struck down, I hate what you've become
Your comet catcher conned you, baby
Straight down, you'll plummet to the earth

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Something soulless told you it hates you.
They wear their sheepskins, but you are the monster
Breathing men would kill.
Lucy don't go.
Hold me, haunt me.
Tinctures taunt you, when you are the monster
Breathing men would kill.
Blame me for this as you sit in your counting room
Coughing up blood just to spit it in my mouth.
Soon you'll be gone and the rain will wash you away.
Tucked in and gagged now say your prayers
Lipstick tourniquets work when the poison
Begins to take hold.
And for what reward?
So the simple can suck on the rinds.
Breathing men would kill.

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In fiscal flight from the ravenous cavernous orifice asphyxiated form
Washed in wolves blood sterile and pantomimed parting in
Parts the trial of the worm
Sew the lid closed cough and spit into your palm with charitable charm

Slap the bad mans wrist insist disarm
Do the math the path is a narrow one it led me down to a cold
And shallow grave
On my tombstone I read the epitaph, "Here lies a man who lived
And died a slave"
Till the vexing that his hex annexing animates his glorious distresses

Serve the right foot raw so flawed undressed
Semi concious concentration Christmas cards and suffocation
Ambulances beckon bodies tires squealing sirens wailing

Semi concious concentration Christmas cards and suffocation
Ambulances beckon bodies tires squealing sirens wailing

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so i spilled out my guts to look past my regrets
and i sang to the heavens as i bled from my neck
i said "thanks for your patience god
and all your wisdom and strength"
i said "thanks for all the suffering"
as i sang for the dead
they lived for the living god
and you ignored every word
and we'll all grow old and die
as our pleas go unheard
so i walked through the valley
and i tried to forget
how i loved every moment
of the life that i left
we were all cheated my brothers
we were all lied to my friends
no one can save us from god
not even death
so cast off what is mortal
and discard all your dreams
they all turn to shit in the end
and you wake up in hell
why fear the unknown
when the present's as painful
as being ignored

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Make a wish upon your middle finger
wasting your affections on another dark haired girl
with skin so pale
its translucence pulls you in and chokes you up
I just came by to kill you nobody was home.
From hips to lips and everything between "collide"
she cried and chalked one up to her myriad of thoughts
Abscess. I'm trusting you to stab me in the back beloved betrayer.
It fell straight from heaven
burning brighter than your hopes of being one of them someday.
It bared its teeth and shook the ground beneath your feet
it held you close tore you limb from limb and then it left you.
Distraught disguised our abhorrence victimized
I died from laughing at your consuming lust for sustenance
A word could break ideas in comatose states as passive thoughts
strike at the only comfort I can't bare
I tried to please but only wound down on my knees
refusal to comply it ends in dissension from the self
An anchor to hell the vessel rests light on the shell
your grade school blasphemy is making my skin crawl

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