Holy Bible Lyrics

 

Yes

You can buy her, you can buy her.

This one's here, this one's here, this one's here and this one's here.

Everything's for sale.

For sale? dumb cunt's same dumb questions

Oh virgins? listen, all virgins are liars honey

And I don't know what I'm scared of or what I even enjoy

Dulling, get money, but nothing turns out like you want it to

And in these plagued streets of pity you can buy anything

For $200 anyone can conceive a God on video

He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock

Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him Rita if you want

I eat and I dress and I wash and I still can say thank you

Puking - shaking - sinking I still stand for old ladies

Can't shout, can't scream, hurt myself to get pain out

I 'T' them, 24:7, all year long

Purgatory's circle, drowning here, someone will always say yes

Funny place for the social, for the insects to start caring

Just an ambulance at the bottom of a cliff

In these plagued streets of pity you can by anything

For $200 anyone can conceive a God on video

He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock

Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him Rita if you want, if you want

I eat and I dress and I wash and I can still say thank you

Puking - shaking - sinking I still stand for old ladies

Can't shout, can't scream, I hurt myself to get pain out

Power produces desire, the weak have none

There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty

Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment

The only certain thing that is left about me

There is no part of my body that has not been used

Pity or pain, to show displeasure's shame

Everyone I've loved or hated always seems to leave

And in these plagued streets of pity you can buy anything

For $200 anyone can conceive a God on video

He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock

Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him Rita if you want, if you want

Power produces desire, the weak have none

There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty

Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment

Don't hurt, just obey, lie down, do as they say

May as well be heaven this hell, smells the same

These sunless afternoons I can't find myself

Two dollars you rub her tits. Three dollars you rub her ass.

Five dollars you can play with her pussy, or you can lick her tits. Choice is yours.

 

IfwhiteAmericatoldthetruthforonedayitsworldwouldfallapart

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Images of perfection, suntan and napalm

Grenada - Haiti - Poland - Nicaragua

Who shall we choose for our morality

I'm thinking right now of Hollywood tragedy

Big mac: smack: phoenix r: please smile y'all

Cuba, Mexico can't cauterize our discipline

Your idols speak so much of the abyss

Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface

Cool - groovy - morning - fine

Tipper Gore was a friend of mine

I love a free country

The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy

Conservative say there ain't no black in the union jack

Democrat say there ain't enough white in the stars and stripes

Compton - Harlem - a pimp fucked a priest

The white man has just found a new moral saviour

Vital stats - how white was their skin

Unimportant - just another inner-city drive-by thing

Morning - fine - serve your first coffee of the day

Real privilege, it will take your problems all away

Number one - the best - no excuse from me

I am here to serve the moral majority

Cool - groovy - morning - fine

Tipper Gore was a friend of mine

I love a free country

The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy

Zapruder the first to masturbate

The world's first taste of crucified grace

And we say there's not enough black in the union jack

And we say there's too much white in the stars and stripes

Fuck the Brady bill

Fuck the Brady bill

If God made man they say

Sam Colt made him equal

 

Of Walking Abortion

I knew that someday I was gonna die. And I knew before I died

Two things would happen to me. That number one I would regret my entire life.

And number two I would want to live my life over again.

Life is lead weights, pendulum died

Pure or lost, spectator or crucified

Recognized truth acedia's blackest hole

Junkies winos whores the nation's moral suicide

Loser - liar - fake or phony

No one cares, everyone is guilty

Fucked up - dunno why - you poor little boy

We are all of walking abortions

Shalom shalom we all love our children

We all are of walking abortions

Shalom shalom there are no horizons

Mussolini hangs from a butcher's hook

Hitler reprised in the worm of your soul

Horthy's corpse screened to a million

Tisu revived, the horror of a bullfight

Fragments of uniforms, open black ruins

A moral conscience - you've no wounds to show

So wash your car in your 'X' baseball shoes

We are all of walking abortions

Shalom, shalom we all love our children

We all are of walking abortions

Shalom, shalom there are no horizons

Little people in little houses

Like maggots small blind and worthless

The massacred innocent blood stains us all

Who's responsible - you fucking are

Who's responsible - you fucking are

Who's responsible - you fucking are

Who's responsible - you fucking are

Who's responsible

 

She Is Suffering

Beauty finds refuge in herself

Lovers wrapped inside each others lies

Beauty is such a terrible thing

She is suffering yet more than death

She is suffering

She sucks you deeper in

She is suffering

You exist within her shadow

Beauty she is scarred into man's soul

A flower attracting lust, vice and sin

A vine that can strangle life from a tree

Carrion, surrounding, picking on leaves

She is suffering

She sucks you deeper in

She is suffering

You exist within her shadow

Beauty she poisons unfaithful all

Stifled, her touch is leprous and pale

The less she gives the more you need her

No thoughts to forget when we were children

She is suffering

She sucks you deeper in

She is suffering

Nature's lukewarm pleasure

 

Archives Of Pain

I wonder who you think you are. You damn well think you're God or something. God give life, God taketh it away, not you. I think you are the Devil itself.

If hospitals cure

Then prisons must bring their pain

Don't be ashamed to slaughter

The centre of humanity is cruelty

There is never redemption

Any fool can regret yesterday

Nail it to the House of Lords

You will be buried in the same box as a killer, as a killer, as a killer

A drained white body hangs from the gallows

Is more righteous than Hindley's crotchet lectures

Pain not penance, forget martyrs, remember victims

The weak die young and right now we crouch to make them strong

Kill Yeltsin, who's saying?

Zhirinovsky, Le Pen,

Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe,

Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda,

Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic

Give them respect they deserve

Give them the respect they deserve

Give them the respect they deserve

Give them the respect they deserve

Execution needed

A bloody vessel for your peace

If man makes death then death makes man

Tear the torso with horses and chains

killers view themselves like they view the world, they pick at the holes

Not punish less, rise the pain

Sterilise rapists, all I preach is extinction

Kill Yeltsin, who's saying?

Zhirinovsky, Le Pen,

Hindley and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe,

Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori Ueda,

Blanche and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic

Give them respect they deserve

Give them the respect they deserve

Give them the respect they deserve

Give them the respect they d.e.s.e.r.v.e

 

Revol

Mr. Lenin - awaken the boy

Mr. Stalin - bi-sexual epoch

Kruschev - self love in his mirrors

Brezhnev - married into group sex

Gorbachev - celibate self importance

Yeltsin - failure is his own impotence

Revol revol

Revol revol

Lebensraum kulturkampf

Raus raus

Fila fila

Napoleon - childhood sweethearts

Chamberlain - you see God in you

Trotsky - honeymoon - serenade the naked

Che Guevara - you're all target now

Pol Pot - withdrawn traces bye bye

Farrakhan - alimony alimony

Revol revol

Revol revol

Lebensraum kulturkampf

Raus raus

Fila fila

Revol revol

Revol revol

Lebensraum kulturkampf

Raus raus

Fila fila

Revol

 

4st. 7lbs.

I eat too much to die. And not enough to stay alive.

I'm sitting in the middle waiting.

Days since I last pissed

Cheeks sunken and despaired

So gorgeous sunk to six stone

Lose my only remaining home

See my third rib appear

A week later all my flesh disappears

Stretching taut, cling-film on bone

I'm getting better

Karen says I've reached my target weight

Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake

Problem is diet's not a big enough word

I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view

I want to walk in the snow

And not leave a footprint

I want to walk in the snow

And not soil its purity

Stomach collapsed at five

Lift up my skirt my sex is gone

Naked and lovely and 5st. 2

May I bud and never flower

My vision's getting blurred

But I can see my ribs and I feel fine

My hands are trembling stalks

And I can feel my breasts are sinking

Mother trys to choke me with roast beef

And sits savouring her sole Ryvitta

That's the way you're built my father said

But I can change, my cocoon shedding

I want to walk in the snow

And not leave a footprint

I want to walk in the snow

And not soil its purity

Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat

All things I like looking at

Too weak to fuss, too weak to die

Choice is skeletal in everybody's life

I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy

Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tires

Legs bend, stockinged I am Twiggy

And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me

Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore

I long since moved to a higher plateau

This disipline's so rare so please applaud

Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

Yeah 4st. 7, an epilogue of youth

Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse

I've finally come to understand life

Through staring blankly at my navel

Mausoleum

Wherever you go I will be carcass

Whatever you see will be rotting flesh

Humanity recovered glittering etiquette

Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent

Regained your self-control

And regained your self-esteem

And blind your success inspires

And analyze, despise and scrutinize

Never knowing what you hoped for

And safe and warm but life is so silent

For the victims who have no speech

In their shapeless guilty remorse

Obliterates your meaning

Obliterates your meaning

Obliterates your meaning

Your meaning, your meaning

No birds - no birds

The sky is swollen black

No birds - no birds

Holy mass of dead insect

Come and walk down memory lane

No one sees a thing but they can pretend

Life eternal scorched grass and trees

For your love nature has hemorrhaged

Regained your self-control

And regained your self-esteem

And blind your success inspires

And analyze, despise and scrutinize

Never knowing what you hoped for

And safe and warm but life is so silent

For the victims who have no speech

In their shapeless guilty remorse

Obliterates your meaning

Obliterates your meaning

Obliterates your meaning

Your meaning, your meaning

No birds - no birds

The sky is swollen black

No birds - no birds

Holy mass of dead insect

I wanted to rub the human face in it's own vomit... and force it to look in the mirror.

And life can be as important as death

But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope

Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn

The world lances youth's lamb-like winter, winter

 

Faster

I hate purity. Hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere.

I want everyone corrupt.

I am an architect, they call me a butcher

I am a pioneer, they call me primitive

I am purity, they call me perverted

Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave

I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn

Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards

Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please

A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer

I spat out Plath and Pinter

I am all the things that you regret

A truth that washes that learnt how to spell

The first time you see yourself naked you cry

Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken

He loves me truly this mute solitude I'm draining

I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing

Sleep can't hide the thoughts splitting through my mind

Shadows aren't clean, false mirrors too many people awake

If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down

I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else

I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer

I spat out Plath and Pinter

I am all the things that you regret

A truth that washes that learnt how to spell, learnt to spell

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

 

This Is Yesterday

Do not listen to a word I say

Just listen to what I can keep silent

The only way to gain approval

Is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me

And I stare at the sky

And it leaves me blind

I close my eyes

And this is yesterday

Someone somewhere soon will take care of you

I repent, I'm sorry, everything is falling apart

Houses as ruins and gardens as weeds

Why do anything when you can forget everything

And I stare at the sky

And it leaves me blind

I close my eyes

And this is yesterday

I stare at the sky

And it leaves me blind

I close my eyes

And this is yesterday

 

Die In The Summertime

Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals

Colour my hair but the dye grows out

I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal

Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene

See myself without ruining lines

Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognise dim traces of creation

I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die

The hole in my life even stains the soil

My heart shrinks to barely a pulse

A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle

If you really care wash the feet of a beggar

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognise dim traces of creation

I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognise dim traces of creation

I wanna die, die in the summertime, I wanna die

 

The Intense Humming Of Evil

The court has come. The court of the Nations and into the courtroom will come the martyrs of Majdanek and Oswiecim. From the ditch of Kerch the dead will rise, they will arise from the graves, they will arise from flames bringing with them the acrid smoke and the deathly odour of scorched markings. And the children they too will come, stern and merciless. The butchers had no pity on them. "They are the victims" judged the butchers. Today the tear of a child is the judge, the grief of a mother is the prosecutor.

You were what you were

Clean cut, unbecoming

Recreation for the masses

You always mistook fists for flowers

Welcome welcome soldier smiling

Funeral march for agony's last edge

6 Million screaming souls

Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all

Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing

Never counted - never mattered - never be

Arbeit macht frei

Transports of invalids

Hartheim Castle breathes us in

In block 5 we worship malaria

Lagerstrasse, poplar trees

Beauty lost, dignity gone

Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria

Welcome, welcome soldier smiling

Soon infected, nails broken, hunger's a word

6 Million screaming souls

Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all

Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing

Never counted - never mattered - never be

Drink it away, every tear is false

Churchill no different

Wished the workers bled to a machine

 

P.C.P.

Teacher starve your child, P.C. approved

As long as the right words are used

Systemized atrocity ignored

As long as by-lingual signs on view

Ten foot sign in Oxford Street

Be pure - be vigilant - behave

Grey not neon, grey not real

Life bleeds, death is your birthright

P.C. she speaks impotent, sterile, naive, blind, atheist, sadist,

stiff-upper lip, first principle of her silence, of her silence

PCP - a P.C. police victory

PCP - a P.C. pyrrhic victory

When I was young P.C. meant Police Constable

Nowadays I can't seem to tell the difference

Liposuction for your bad mouth boy

Cut out your tongue, effigies are sold

Words discoloured, bow to the bland

Heal yourself with sinner's salt

Doctors arrested for euthanasia

Kill smokers through blind vanity

If you're fat don't get ill

Europe's gravestone carved in plastic

P.C. she says inoculate, hallucinate, beware Shakespeare, bring fresh air, king cigarette snuffed out by her midgets, by her midgets

PCP - a P.C. police victory

PCP - a P.C. pyrrhic victory

When I was young P.C. meant Police Constable

Nowadays I can't seem to tell the difference

P.C. caresses bigots and big brother, read Liviticus,

learnt censorship, pro-life equals anti-choice, to be scared of, of feathers

PCP - a P.C. police victory

PCP - a P.C. pyrrhic victory

When I was young P.C. meant Police Constable

Nowadays I can't seem to tell the difference

Lawyers before love, surrogate sex

This land bows down to

Yours, unconditional love and hate

Pass the prozac, designer amnesiac