Share some my favorite lyrics

Ol’ Qwerty Bastard · 06-27-2016, 09:49 AM

Bloodbath released a classic song that I can relate to lyrically on spiritual level.

I've had one desire since I was born
To see my body ripped and torn
To see my flesh devoured before my eyes
I'm here for you, I volunteer as a human sacrifice

Carve me up, slice me apart
Suck my guts and lick my heart
Chop me up, I like to be hurt
Drink my marrow and blood for dessert
EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...
The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
EATEN...
I would do anything to be-
EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...

I finally found you, my personal slaughter
As an appetizer,I let you taste my daughter
Call me sick but this is what I need
My only purpose here is for you to feed

[Chorus]
Carve me up, slice me apart
Suck my guts and lick my heart
Chop me up, I like to be hurt
Drink my marrow and blood for dessert
EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...
The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
EATEN...
I would do anything to be-
EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...

Desecrate me
Tear me limb from limb
Eviscerate me
Chew me to death

EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...
The longer I live the more I'm dying to feel the pain
EATEN...
I would do anything to be-
EATEN...
My one desire, my only wish is to be-
EATEN...

Blank. · 06-27-2016, 01:03 PM

^ So beautiful. I may cry.

**Frownland** · 06-27-2016, 01:08 PM

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Originally Posted by 1blankmind

Stone Sour - Absolute Zero

The bloody angle/ the symmetry- your cheap adhesive isn't holding me
My mouth is a gun I can shoot- I can show you the truth
And I don’t need a reason to lie to you
No pun intended/ no punishment- if I offended you, you needed it
Ideas are the bombs in your mind- a fissure in time
If you don’t have a weapon, you can’t have mine

I can bleed if I want to bleed- I can fail if I feel the need
This face is my last confession- this life… it feels like a prison

Oh, I’m not afraid- I’m giving into grievances again
You’re looking at an absolute zero
I’m not the devil, but I won’t be your hero

The catatonic/ the sacrilege- your prima donnas are a privilege
My god has a need to react- it’s as simple as that
It’s better just to settle than face the facts

One thing that I can’t stand is when the minutes fight the second hand
I’ll waste a lifetime’s worth just to cling to one more day
No ****ing quarter/ no premiums- the world is stuck in delirium
Man is a four-letter word- it’s really absurd
The hate isn't fake it’s just inferred

Oh, I’m not afraid- I’m giving into grievances again
I’m down to absolute zero- another zealot with the weight of the ****ing world
Oh, I’m not afraid- and I will let you down as I hold you in
You’re looking at an absolute zero
I’m not the devil, but I won’t be your hero

Wow, I've never read such good lyrics written by an angsty eighth grader.

Blank. · 06-27-2016, 02:43 PM

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Originally Posted by Frownland

Wow, I've never read such good lyrics written by an angsty eighth grader.

Is this sarcasm? Can't tell.

**Frownland** · 06-27-2016, 02:45 PM

Billy Woods - The Man Who Would Be King

Facing existential threats, my advice, kill ‘em dead
No regrets, the devil’s rejects
Writ large. Observe the precepts of a benevolent god
Blue-eyed Prometheans in the heart of darkness.
Land of the monsters. Walk like Quetzalcoatl amongst the conquered
Dick hard. Put myself in the stars
This woman in the dirt, face down, ass up, doing God’s work
Go native, the world is yours. (It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine)
The sound of Maxim guns still sends a chill up my spine
Empire of the Sun never sets, a Christian’s duty is never done
You can bet on significant returns to all shareholders
King Solomon's mines, just give me a hundred experienced soldiers
The knowledge of good and evil, sweet nothings whispered by cobras
Useless baubles given to greedy chiefs
Lies told with the practiced ease of an old thief
When they hung the poor nigga, I felt a certain relief

Take up your burden, the savage wars of peace;
Fill full the mouth of famine and bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest, the end for others sought
Watch sloth and heathen folly bring all your hopes to nought

Gold ill-gotten with guts and gleaming Martini-Henry Guns
With that holy trinity, who can argue my divinity under two red suns
Return like Kipling’s dead son, summoned by monkey paw
A thousand Philistines slain with a donkey’s jaw
Gave them the rule of law, schools, roles, jobs, clothes and shod
Still, they fled to the land of Nod
Eden’s East, upon his brow mark of the Beast
Empire fat like a cow slaughtered for the feast
The stink of a jackal’s teeth
The gears of war get greased, ground ‘em down to raw meat
Whites of the eyes, limpet mines
An Apartheid of the mind, Brittania’s corpse exhumed
Hangnail still growing, Dr. Livingston I presume
Blood river still flowing
The forest inexorably growing as Kinshasa crumbles
The dreams of Romans drowned out by Nyiragongo's rumble

Take up your burden, the savage wars of peace;
Fill full the mouth of famine and bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest, the end for others sought
Watch sloth and heathen folly bring all your hopes to nought

06-27-2016, 02:45 PM	#15 (permalink)
Frownland SOPHIE FOREVER Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: East of the Southern North American West Posts: 35,548	Billy Woods - The Man Who Would Be King Facing existential threats, my advice, kill ‘em dead No regrets, the devil’s rejects Writ large. Observe the precepts of a benevolent god Blue-eyed Prometheans in the heart of darkness. Land of the monsters. Walk like Quetzalcoatl amongst the conquered Dick hard. Put myself in the stars This woman in the dirt, face down, ass up, doing God’s work Go native, the world is yours. (It’s mine, it’s mine, it’s mine) The sound of Maxim guns still sends a chill up my spine Empire of the Sun never sets, a Christian’s duty is never done You can bet on significant returns to all shareholders King Solomon's mines, just give me a hundred experienced soldiers The knowledge of good and evil, sweet nothings whispered by cobras Useless baubles given to greedy chiefs Lies told with the practiced ease of an old thief When they hung the poor nigga, I felt a certain relief Take up your burden, the savage wars of peace; Fill full the mouth of famine and bid the sickness cease; And when your goal is nearest, the end for others sought Watch sloth and heathen folly bring all your hopes to nought Gold ill-gotten with guts and gleaming Martini-Henry Guns With that holy trinity, who can argue my divinity under two red suns Return like Kipling’s dead son, summoned by monkey paw A thousand Philistines slain with a donkey’s jaw Gave them the rule of law, schools, roles, jobs, clothes and shod Still, they fled to the land of Nod Eden’s East, upon his brow mark of the Beast Empire fat like a cow slaughtered for the feast The stink of a jackal’s teeth The gears of war get greased, ground ‘em down to raw meat Whites of the eyes, limpet mines An Apartheid of the mind, Brittania’s corpse exhumed Hangnail still growing, Dr. Livingston I presume Blood river still flowing The forest inexorably growing as Kinshasa crumbles The dreams of Romans drowned out by Nyiragongo's rumble Take up your burden, the savage wars of peace; Fill full the mouth of famine and bid the sickness cease; And when your goal is nearest, the end for others sought Watch sloth and heathen folly bring all your hopes to nought __________________ Studies show that when a given norm is changed in the face of the unchanging, the remaining contradictions will parallel the truth. d e a f b o x

06-27-2016, 01:03 PM	#12 (permalink)
Blank. Jacob Sartorius Join Date: May 2016 Location: Dank memes Posts: 4,034	^ So beautiful. I may cry.