Тексты песен «Circle Of Dead Children»
Circle Of Dead Children - Obsidian Flakes
sky turn to iron and the last words of gravity be inhaled into infinity* Speak with the energy and spirit of rotting space and abandoned divinity. Hegelian dialectic. Thesis and antithesis. The evolution of mankind...
Circle Of Dead Children - Only One Per Coffin
Fire consume the altar Gash across the lamb's throat No one will ever listen Never again Your divinity figure with stained red teeth Aghast with tongue in hand I kneel and vomit at your feet Gawk at the...
Circle Of Dead Children - Pigeon Vs. Crow
Let the steel be my Christ Let the blood create the path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb vomit The clay failed to form the cast All that is left is a...
Circle Of Dead Children - Return To Water
Philosopher Bastard head of the Eucharist Seasons have counted backward Return the baby to the river Wooden raft Upstream current of Yahweh's golden piss Return the holy flesh of the Nazarene Tabernacle of...
Circle Of Dead Children - Rocket
We hide behind what we create, but this time the product shall consume and shit us back to what we once...
Circle Of Dead Children - Salt Rock Eyes
Salt rock eyes as hard as a swollen diamond yet as dull as the bottom of my shoe Fixated on the steel in your hands and the latex across your body Gagged by rubber through silenced from rapture This is the...
Circle Of Dead Children - Scarecrow Trailer Park
Up to her elbows in soil and schizophrenia The dirt has begun to breathe Cries of a phantom infant tease and torment a dying mind Held down in profanation Subjugation of the senses Pushing pins in her eyes Pushing...
Circle Of Dead Children - Scarecrow Trailor Park
Up to her elbows in soil and schizophrenia The dirt has begun to breathe Cries of a phantom infant tease and torment a dying mind Held down in profanation Subjugation of the senses Pushing pins in her eyes...
Circle Of Dead Children - Shadow Of The Narcissist
None of us wish to be our shadow because we all believe that we are something greater The figure on the ground is no less good than what we really are but more than what we could ever wish to become Obsessional...
Circle Of Dead Children - Skull Of A Hermit Brain Of A Faery
With one massive breath she was drawn within me Tunneled through my mouth A soothing delivery to Hell Dry gasp Impossible to swallow from the head first Eyes rolled and hands shaped to slaughter Beaten and erased...
Circle Of Dead Children - Sleepwalker
I am in the center between sound and body The middle ground is where ideas and illusions mingle and new theories are given birth Nucleus Heart Sterilize both in fire I am in the center between sound and body The...
Circle Of Dead Children - Sons Of Nameless
Could you imagine if I were to spill emotions down upon you? The streets would flood Eyes torn and acid scathed and bright crimson visionary of the apocalypse Randomly place my guilt on your back With the hands...
Circle Of Dead Children - Sunday's Agenda
Saviors robed in cloaks of blood Eucharist in mouth Hand in the basket Arms in hand Deaths in vain Politicians' observe us through stained glass Demagogues and bureaucrats are at Sunday's service Your god...
Circle Of Dead Children - The Buzzard Blizzard
Abort the brain fetus and force-feed it to your teachers and families The lies they taught you were to be defecated and spread into the soil where a new generation of mirror-children would feed The mind you have is...
Circle Of Dead Children - The Genocide Machine
I can feel the Earth's erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin This feeling is far too comforting The universe's largest assembly line working subconsciously towards the goal of global genocide...
Circle Of Dead Children - Tranquilizer
Our bodies drain and fortify the soil of a global concentration camp To escape is to live ostracized The breathing abortion I am the stone You are the stone The most unnatural self-erosion You will leave no...
Circle Of Dead Children - Two-Week Notice
There is a wicked barrier that detaches and discolors our unattainable dreams from our inescapable realities Nothing chafes the ego more than the monstrous realism of eight hours of subservience applied for and...
Circle Of Dead Children - We Wear The Gimp Mask
At the peak of evolution's tower we perch and glare downward toward the understrappers below Unable to see all the way to the bottom Unable to care even if we could Poverty and disease flourish around the foundation...
Circle Of Dead Children - Where The Hive Hangs
Engineers of the dead Architects of destiny A dying grace, a gift Our lives are saved by our own incoherence Tissues fabricated; produced by multimedia We have failed the test We have failed at life The skin of...
Circle Of Dead Children - White Trash Headache
Pull back the hammer and throw it at me like I was your best friend For a bulls-eye I'll shut my eyes for...