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Ninety-Nine Swine
04:21
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Fix a glass through the ages, to recognize our simplest truth
Those with power will exploit it (Those under lash)
Covet the heads of their masters as retribute
From Columbus to Reagan, Rockefeller to Bush
Murderers and fiends, pockets lined with the lives of the fleeced
I want law and order, gimme law and order
This is how it's been and how it always will be
Casting votes in the wishing well and seeing nothing
Fuck every single thing that you stand for
Two sides of the same filthy coin
But I know I'm not a decent person
I know the cruelty I'm capable of
I don't want your peace or compromise
I just wanna spill some good old fashioned rich man's blood
If the whip ever changes hands, you are all fucking dead
If the whip ever changes hands, I can promise you I'll make you suffer without an end
Run Pig Run
Your silver spoon makes you an easy target
Your midas touch should have come with a full metal jacket
Fuck your laws and your order
Blood will water revolutions' tree
Love of wealth is the first disease
For every person that woke up on a slave ship
For every woman that was chained to a sweatshop's loom
All that your children will get is a world of ashes
Capitalism leaves the world a tomb
Repent and your sins will be washed in blood, I will wash you in blood
But I know I'm not a decent person
I know the filthy things I'm capable of
I don't wanna wear the crown when it's over
I just wanna spill some good ole fashioned rich man's blood
If the whip ever changes hands you are all fucking dead
If the whip ever changes hand I can promise you I'll make you suffer without an end
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Smoke and Mirrors
01:56
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You wear your faith like a crutch
But you love the filthy feeling that you get when we fuck
Legs spread wide for the apparition
You can't get to heaven without the devils permission, no my darling
If we don't burn together, I'll fuckin burn alone
To the cheers of a thousand believers
Chained to the floor by their knees before a false god
Whisper my name, the devil
The knowledge in the flesh of the fruit is me
But know this forever, you'll never get to heaven fuckin me
So stick the devil's cock in your mouth
And blow your fuckin brains out, right now
We use crosses for sex toys
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Binge and Purge
03:32
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Churches and states, the timeless gospels of hate
I am pleasing the gluttons bloat, manufactured consent
Live like animals, Like rats below, Gold salve, Dead soul
Die like the pigs you are
Let no harm befoul your brood, tucked safe and sound in suburban tombs
So I binge and purge, purge and purify
Freedom's always the first comrade to die
When I'm god your savior will stand trial for all his war crimes
Pass judgement, court adjourned, found wanting with a mouth full of dirt
I cannot respect the famine of mind
Antiquated, meant to die with their kind
So I binge and purge, purge and purify
It feels like pissing razors in the eyes of the divine
Binge and purge, and follow the rats as they march to their graves
Answer the call of the sheep
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Great White Shark
02:15
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I found salvation in the pocket of my leather jacket
They tell me moderation, I just look back screaming fuck that
We buy our cigarettes with rolled up twenty dollar bills
Numb tongue, nose bleed
We signed a contract with the sunrise, so we need more and more and more and more, we just need more and more and more
This life is bathroom mirrors and fuck me eyes, so gimme more and more and more and more, I just need more and more and more
Nose bleed, numb tongue, no one but myself to kill
Come with me little one, we've nothin but our time to kill
But we do it well
You're cocaingelic, I bet you do the dirty things I like
So angelic, I'll pack that face till it's so fuckin tight...cocaine
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Stay Pissed
03:10
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I woke up to find the rest of you sleeping
Mediocre has become the cliche
But it's fucking freezing as I walk these empty streets alone
Bent down shoulder my burden all on my own
But anger is a wellspring from which I'm drawing strength
These bruises are just sadness leaving my body
They will be legion, your hours of despair
This is life's great lesson, whimpering and scared
Over the dead I press on
Still hungry, still pissed, still strong
Bury your compassion and learn to fucking cope
Life will offer you no fucking quarter
I know what reality tastes like
I've licked it's boot heel clean of a few fuckin sex crimes
But i'm fucking seething so keep your filthy hands off me
They will be legion, your hours of despair
This is life's great lesson, whimpering and scared
Over the dead, I press on
Still hungry, still pissed, still strong
I go to sleep to the sound of you weeping
You gutless fucking cunts better prepare for war
I wanna spear fuck the open hole in jesus' chest
I wanna stoke a Dachau furnace
I wanna dig a mass fucking grave and fill it
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