Machine F N Head
This is a call to arms,
Will you stand beside me?
This is our time to fight
No more compromising
And this blackened heart will sing
For sad solidarity
Halo over our demise
Following a god so blind
Sallow in their sickening
Swallow not, the **** they feed
This is a right to life,
Not the Religious Rights act
This is abortions knife,
Aiming at the wombs of
The Christian conspiracy
See open thine eyes and see, the
Halo over our demise
Following a god so blind
Sallow in their sickening
Swallow not, the **** they feed
Our time will come, our time will come
Our time is now, our time is now
[Solo: Demmel, Flynn & Demmel]
And I wont pray for you
Halo over our demise
Following a god so blind
Sallow in their sickening
Swallow not, the **** they feed
The words will never hold us down
Prayers wont be spared on you
Satisfaction denied
Til youre dead and gone
Gone
Dead and gone!
Youre gone!
__________________
Five Finger Death Punch
Disgusted by your weakness
You have no right to live
To know you is to hate you
But your life's yours to give
[Pre-Chorus:]
You monkey see, you monkey do
You're always doing what they tell you to
You're such a puppet on string
You don't get it!
[Chorus:]
I won't bow to something that I've never seen
I can't believe in something that doesn't believe in me
I'm not blood of your blood, I'm no son of your god
I've no faith in your fate
Still I find salvation
[V2:]
You think you have the answers to every last detail
In your eyes, you're the victor
In mine you've only failed
[Pre-Chorus:]
You monkey see, you monkey do
You're always doing what they tell you to
You're such a puppet on string
You don't get it!
You monkey see, you monkey do
You're always doing what they tell you to
You're such a puppet on string
You don't get it!
[Chorus:]
I won't bow to something that I've never seen
I can't believe in something that doesn't believe in me
I'm not blood of your blood, I'm no son of your god
I've no faith in your fate
Still I find salvation
Still I find salvation
Still I find salvation
______________________________
Acid Bath
A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scapel shines in god's sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
There's blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There's love in the room
But baby that's getting old
There's blood on my face sittin' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I'm getting bored
There's blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There's blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There's blood on the moon
There's blood on just about everything
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it's never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I'll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn's of a needle freak
With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myslef of you
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly
I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road
I like the scream of the butterfly