Ohhhhhhh yeah, this one. This one was written after watching the four direct-to-dvd Hellraiser movies. Even though they're nowhere near gristly or visceral enough, I still dug the "VAT A TWEEST" endings.
I normally dislike "complicated" songs with, like, differing parts and what-not. Buuuuuut since actually striking out into the music biz, I've come across quite a few good bands who do that - the ending beats and riffs are only similar or completely different to how they started.
Doesn't mean it's GOOD, but I recognize that so long as there's a stable theme and either the beats or riffs are the same throughout the song, it can be at least entertaining.
So yeah. Fuckpuppet. In retrospect a little too Marilyn Mansonish, but meh - good enough to be on the A Night of Complete Horroshow Album.
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
I want to crawl within you
Get to know you better
Want to taste your sweetness
When you turn bitter
I want to snuggle up against you
Cradle you with my mouth
I want you to remember that
It was me who did this
Tell me does this feel good?
Tell me what you want.
Do you like it like this?
I don't want to be misunderstood
Handy when you're needed
Cry when I don't
I can feel you squirm about and out
Once again
I swear
that I won't...
(beats picked up)
The closet full of my sins
The bandages on your flesh
I crave the taste of your skin
Once again, once again
I need more than I should
You need it more than I do
I see you slither without an order
Mockery of love, a morbid whisper
Still it's better when we spend together
Oh lord, Holy Mother
Pray for this wicked sinner
Amidst veils of black, unholy supper
Pray to keep it sexual but I'd never miss a bloody thing
You squirm about in broken passion and I simply will not hesitate
You cry out for this crazy passion and I dare not resist the need to taste
A puppet's right to choose its' master, but I reserve the right to break away
Nothing 'ppears to break it down
Nothin' can tear me away
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
No Rhymes - The Animal In Me
At the risk of turning on wolfaboos and furfags alike, here's The Animal In Me, straight from No Rhymes' "A Night of Complete Horrorshow."
Or whichever band gets to it first, I don't care.
My take on werewolf horror movies. It's got a real 80's ozzy/90's meatloaf feel to the riffs, and as of writing this I'm contemplating doing this a capella first before anything else.
The Animal In Me
Come play with me
Amongst the cobwebbed crypts
Come play with me
Amongst the tombstones
Come be with me
In the shadow of the alleyway
Come be with me
You don't have to be afraid
of yourself
Come learn the truth
Until we run all out of breath
Come learn the truth
Until we part after death
Come now and see
The nightmare mystery
Come now and see
Our roaming flesh
Oh woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the valley of the shadow of death
you can't help but feel
that my love is true
Woah woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the city in the shadows of (bgv: the alleyway)
can't you feel
my love is for you?
(bridge)
Don't try to hide
The truth from yourself
Don't try to hide
This sight from your eyes
I want to know
What your next action will be
I want to know
What you really think of me
Roam and feast
On the flesh of the victim
Roam and feast
On the flesh of our kill
Can't wait to see
What kind of killer (you turn out to be)
Can't wait to see
The animal in you
The animal in you
I JUST WANT TO SEE THE ANIMAL IN YOU!
Oh woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the valley of the shadow of death
you can't help
but feel my love is true
Woah woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the city in the shadows of (the alleyway)
can't you feel
my love is for you?
Or whichever band gets to it first, I don't care.
My take on werewolf horror movies. It's got a real 80's ozzy/90's meatloaf feel to the riffs, and as of writing this I'm contemplating doing this a capella first before anything else.
The Animal In Me
Come play with me
Amongst the cobwebbed crypts
Come play with me
Amongst the tombstones
Come be with me
In the shadow of the alleyway
Come be with me
You don't have to be afraid
of yourself
Come learn the truth
Until we run all out of breath
Come learn the truth
Until we part after death
Come now and see
The nightmare mystery
Come now and see
Our roaming flesh
Oh woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the valley of the shadow of death
you can't help but feel
that my love is true
Woah woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the city in the shadows of (bgv: the alleyway)
can't you feel
my love is for you?
(bridge)
Don't try to hide
The truth from yourself
Don't try to hide
This sight from your eyes
I want to know
What your next action will be
I want to know
What you really think of me
Roam and feast
On the flesh of the victim
Roam and feast
On the flesh of our kill
Can't wait to see
What kind of killer (you turn out to be)
Can't wait to see
The animal in you
The animal in you
I JUST WANT TO SEE THE ANIMAL IN YOU!
Oh woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the valley of the shadow of death
you can't help
but feel my love is true
Woah woah
the animal in me
just wants
the animal in you
as we run in the city in the shadows of (the alleyway)
can't you feel
my love is for you?
Sunday, February 5, 2012
The Rot Sets In
This is definitely amongst my slowest songs, just slow, grungy, depressing, even a little dull, vocals-wise. Fun lyrics though~!
Post-apocalyptic, after the supermind and the Fused Zombie have devoured the world, what is left?
Straight from No Rhymes, A Night of Complete Horrorshow, here is "The Rot Sets In," one of my newer songs for the album.
Woah...
Woah...
Cloudy sight in milky eyes
Brain dead but luscious
You and I survive these times
With harsh strokes delicious
Superdead and supermind
We become one being
You and I survive these times
With harsh loving laughter
Ha....ha....
Ha....ha...ha...
Ha....ha...ha...ha
We see the world through milky eyes
Depraved riot and ruin
We have come to betray the lies
The truth's there a-foolin'
We now join the supermind
Become of one meaning
We behold the truth of these times
And open our sight a-seeing
Oh...oh....
Oh...oh...oh
Oh...oh...oh-aaaaaah...
THE END IS RUIN
THE END IS NIGH
THE END IS NEAR
AT THE TOUCH OF YOUR THIGH
THE END IS PILLAGE
THE END IS GOLD
THE END IS HERE
AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR EYES
THE END IS BROKEN
THE END IS CAST
THE END IS FINISHED
AT THE FEEL OF OUR LOVE
THE END SUSTAINS
THE END HATH COME
THE END DEFINES
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
Stand aside you foolish mortals
Now behold your champion
Fall apart with foolish sighs
You'll know by their words
Fall away like waves of wheat
Falls before the thresher
Fall again and now fall in
Succumb to the pressure
Ha....ha....
Ha....ha...ha...
Ha....ha...ha...ha
Evil ways of evil minds
Failed us all before
Run away these ending times
Now behold what's in store
Can you reap what you hath sown
Can you own up to it?
Recognize the ending times
Experience the last of living
Oh...oh....
Oh...oh...oh
Oh...oh...oh-aaaaaah...
THE END IS RUIN
THE END IS NIGH
THE END IS NEAR
AT THE EDGE OF YOUR THIGH
THE END IS PILLAGE
THE END WILL DIE
THE END IS HERE
AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR EYES
THE END IS BROKEN
THE END BAPTIZE
THE END IS FINISHED
OH CAN YOU RISE
THE END SUSTAINS
THE END HATH COME
THE END DEFINES
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
what is left behind...
Post-apocalyptic, after the supermind and the Fused Zombie have devoured the world, what is left?
Straight from No Rhymes, A Night of Complete Horrorshow, here is "The Rot Sets In," one of my newer songs for the album.
Woah...
Woah...
Cloudy sight in milky eyes
Brain dead but luscious
You and I survive these times
With harsh strokes delicious
Superdead and supermind
We become one being
You and I survive these times
With harsh loving laughter
Ha....ha....
Ha....ha...ha...
Ha....ha...ha...ha
We see the world through milky eyes
Depraved riot and ruin
We have come to betray the lies
The truth's there a-foolin'
We now join the supermind
Become of one meaning
We behold the truth of these times
And open our sight a-seeing
Oh...oh....
Oh...oh...oh
Oh...oh...oh-aaaaaah...
THE END IS RUIN
THE END IS NIGH
THE END IS NEAR
AT THE TOUCH OF YOUR THIGH
THE END IS PILLAGE
THE END IS GOLD
THE END IS HERE
AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR EYES
THE END IS BROKEN
THE END IS CAST
THE END IS FINISHED
AT THE FEEL OF OUR LOVE
THE END SUSTAINS
THE END HATH COME
THE END DEFINES
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
Stand aside you foolish mortals
Now behold your champion
Fall apart with foolish sighs
You'll know by their words
Fall away like waves of wheat
Falls before the thresher
Fall again and now fall in
Succumb to the pressure
Ha....ha....
Ha....ha...ha...
Ha....ha...ha...ha
Evil ways of evil minds
Failed us all before
Run away these ending times
Now behold what's in store
Can you reap what you hath sown
Can you own up to it?
Recognize the ending times
Experience the last of living
Oh...oh....
Oh...oh...oh
Oh...oh...oh-aaaaaah...
THE END IS RUIN
THE END IS NIGH
THE END IS NEAR
AT THE EDGE OF YOUR THIGH
THE END IS PILLAGE
THE END WILL DIE
THE END IS HERE
AT THE SIGHT OF YOUR EYES
THE END IS BROKEN
THE END BAPTIZE
THE END IS FINISHED
OH CAN YOU RISE
THE END SUSTAINS
THE END HATH COME
THE END DEFINES
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND
what is left behind...
Saturday, September 17, 2011
That Damned Clown
NOTHING worse than a clown murderer, amirite or amirite?
Obviously No Rhymes material, or whichever band is willing to do "A Night of Complete Horrorshow," this particular song is one I'm not too proud of lyrically...but the hook for it is, as one practiced and seasoned guitar veteran proclaimed, "fucking awesome."
Too bad all I can give you is the lyrics, eh?
Anyway, That Damned Clown...funny story, this was actually, like, three times as big. Just three times as many verses. When I started proposing it to my band, I actually cut out two-thirds of the content and the second time around they hailed it as being awesome.
Meh, I'll get to it when I get to it...
In the city there
In the spotlight where
There's a goddamned clown
With your number
In the alleyway
In the darkness of
The city full of those
Brightest lights
Light your eyes up like
Christmastime and you
Are finally now prepared to
duck, dip and sway
In the city with
So many nightlights and
There's the flesh that he
oh so craves
(bridge)
In the darkness of
Striking distance you
Will know how to be
His brightest light
In the darkness you
You will find that you
Already know how to
Take a butcher knife
In the alleyway
In the darkness of
The city full of those
Brightest lights
In the city there
In the spotlight where
There's a goddamned clown
With your number
Obviously No Rhymes material, or whichever band is willing to do "A Night of Complete Horrorshow," this particular song is one I'm not too proud of lyrically...but the hook for it is, as one practiced and seasoned guitar veteran proclaimed, "fucking awesome."
Too bad all I can give you is the lyrics, eh?
Anyway, That Damned Clown...funny story, this was actually, like, three times as big. Just three times as many verses. When I started proposing it to my band, I actually cut out two-thirds of the content and the second time around they hailed it as being awesome.
Meh, I'll get to it when I get to it...
In the city there
In the spotlight where
There's a goddamned clown
With your number
In the alleyway
In the darkness of
The city full of those
Brightest lights
Light your eyes up like
Christmastime and you
Are finally now prepared to
duck, dip and sway
In the city with
So many nightlights and
There's the flesh that he
oh so craves
(bridge)
In the darkness of
Striking distance you
Will know how to be
His brightest light
In the darkness you
You will find that you
Already know how to
Take a butcher knife
In the alleyway
In the darkness of
The city full of those
Brightest lights
In the city there
In the spotlight where
There's a goddamned clown
With your number
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
The Axe Murderer In All Of Us
Project: No Rhymes, "A Night of Complete Horrorshow"
Note - this is one of my stripped down ones, and it'd be better to simply hear it sung if anything. I'm just sayin'.
The Axe Murder In All Of Us
Sociopathic tendencies
It all means absolutely nothing to me
Because all the things that I like to do
Are frowned upon by others just like you
Even though they like to do it too
Latent empathy mixed with dread
It's all stuffed up deep inside of my head
Because all the things that I'd want to do
Are acted out by all the others just like you
Even though you never wanted it too
(chorus)
Illegitimate lust
Filled into a cup
Raised up to those hungry lips
Beckoning the reckoning though drunken in sips
Because the axe murderer's in all of us
Painted in blood and tasting of rust
The axe murderer that's in all of us
Allowed to kill with an undisturbed thrust
You had to die because of broken trust
(bridge)
Sociopathic blessings all
It only means something to those in thrall
Because all the things that I have done
Now has me going out and about on the run
I'm on the news, I'm not the only one
Endoskeletal masked become
These are the things that we must put on
And now all these principles I came to know
They are the only ones left to grow
and now it's time to begin the show
A-shes to dust
Taken from a bowl
shaped out of a hollowed skull
Becoming the beholder though that's not all
Because the axe murder's in all of us
Painted in faith and tasting of rust
The axe murderer that's in all of us
Sociopathic and without trust
You had to die because of lack of trust
You were once alive but now you're dust
Note - this is one of my stripped down ones, and it'd be better to simply hear it sung if anything. I'm just sayin'.
The Axe Murder In All Of Us
Sociopathic tendencies
It all means absolutely nothing to me
Because all the things that I like to do
Are frowned upon by others just like you
Even though they like to do it too
Latent empathy mixed with dread
It's all stuffed up deep inside of my head
Because all the things that I'd want to do
Are acted out by all the others just like you
Even though you never wanted it too
(chorus)
Illegitimate lust
Filled into a cup
Raised up to those hungry lips
Beckoning the reckoning though drunken in sips
Because the axe murderer's in all of us
Painted in blood and tasting of rust
The axe murderer that's in all of us
Allowed to kill with an undisturbed thrust
You had to die because of broken trust
(bridge)
Sociopathic blessings all
It only means something to those in thrall
Because all the things that I have done
Now has me going out and about on the run
I'm on the news, I'm not the only one
Endoskeletal masked become
These are the things that we must put on
And now all these principles I came to know
They are the only ones left to grow
and now it's time to begin the show
A-shes to dust
Taken from a bowl
shaped out of a hollowed skull
Becoming the beholder though that's not all
Because the axe murder's in all of us
Painted in faith and tasting of rust
The axe murderer that's in all of us
Sociopathic and without trust
You had to die because of lack of trust
You were once alive but now you're dust
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