ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR

you built me up with your wishing hell, i didn't have to sell you you threw your money in the pissing well. you do just what they tell you REPENT, that's what i'm talking about i shed the skin to feed the fake REPENT, that' what i'm talking about whose mistake am i anyway? cut the head off grows back hard i am the hydra now you'll see your star prick your finger it is done the moon has now eclipsed the sun the angel has spread its wings the time has come for bitter things (chorus) the time has come it is quite clear our antichrist is almost here. . . it is done when you are suffering, know that i have betrayed you. . . when you are suffering, know that i have betrayed you. . . when you are suffering, know that i have betrayed you. . . when you are suffering, know that i have betrayed you. . . [fade]

THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE


I don't want you and I don't need you Don't bother to resist, I'll beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong The weak ones are there to justify the strong The beautiful people, the beautiful people, It's all relative to the size of your steeple You can't see the forest for the trees, And you can't smell Your own shit on your knees Hey you, what do you see? Something beautiful, something free? Hey you, are you trying to be mean? If you live with the apes, man, it's hard to be clean There's no time to discriminate, Hate every motherfucker That's in your way The worms will live in every host It's hard to pick which one they eat most The horrible people, the horrible people It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple Capitalism has made it this way, Old-fashioned fascism (Chorus)

CRYPTORCHILD

said backwards: [i wish i had balls]

each time i make my mother cry an angel dies and falls from heaven when the boy is still a worm it's hard to learn the number seven but when they get you it's the first thing that they do each time i look outside my mother dies, i feel my back is changing shape when the worm consumes the boy it's never considered rape when they get to you prick your finger it is done. . . the moon his now eclipsed the sun. . . the angel has spread its wings. . . the time his come for bitter things. . . [repeat last line four lines until end]



IRRESPONSIBLE HATE ANTHEM



i am so all-american, i'll sell you suicide i am totalitarian, i've got abortions in my eyes i hate the hater, i'd rape the raper i am not the animal who will not be himself, fuck it hey victim, should i black your eyes again? hey victim, you were the one who put the stick in my hand i am the ism, my hate's a prism let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out, fuck it everybody's someone else's nigger i know you are so am i i wasn't born with enough middle fingers i don't need to choose a side i better, better, better, better not say this better, better, better, better not say this i hate the hater, i'd rape the raper i am the idiot who will not be himself, fuck it (chorus)


REVELATION #9



(this track off of the "get your gunn" single is made up of a few lines and sayings played backwards & forwards during the track. the words in brackets are the parts said backwards that are said in different parts of the song).

[there ain't no going back once you been here brothers and sisters, t here ain't ne going back, you're on the other side now, you're on the other side now, ha ha ha!] [manson is growing, kill the pigs....] [jesus loves the little children....] [if you call 407-997-9473....] [spread me open, stuck to my ribs are all your infants in abortion cribs....] [all the children of the world....] [red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight....] [jesus loves the little children of the world....] [onward christian soldiers, marching....]

are you listening? are you listening to me? are you listening to me? we are our own wicked gods with little "g's" and big dicks sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise i'll spread me open, stick to my ribs are all your infants in abortion cribs we run like roaches, we try to die i know your poison in our space we'll..lie to an obscene god we will dance and spit don't you tell your momma that i brought you here you're on the other side now there ain't no turning back now, you here boy? you're on the other side now don't you tell your momma that i brought you here cause there ain't no turning back now don't you tell your momma that i brought you here cause there ain't no turning back now, boy! don't you tell your momma that i brought you here i'll spread me open, stick to my ribs are all your infants in abortion cribs we run like roaches, we try to die i know your poison in our space we'll lie don't tell your momma that i brought you here there ain't no turning back now don't you tell your momma


TOURNEQUET

said backwards: [this is my lowest point of vulnerability]

she's made of hair and bone and little teeth and things o cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string i wrapped our love in all this foil silver-tight like spider legs i never wanted it to ever spoil but flies will always lay their eggs take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me i am your tourniquet prosthetic synthesis with butterfly sealed up with virgin stitch if it hurts, just tell me preserve the innocence i never wanted it to end this way but flies will lay their eggs


TRACK 99



when you are suffering know that i have betrayed you if you are hearing this, there is nothing i can do something has grown in my chest and i have seen it, it has come to naught it's been dormant for many years now i've tried to save you but i've not come to save you this is what you deserve this is what we deserve this is something the world brought upon itself i am not a victim this is the end for me there will be a fire in my name these are the dying years, these are the dying years when you are suffering know that i have betrayed you


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