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DEVIATED INSTINCT LYRICS
"Guttural Breath" (1989)
1. The ressurection encore
2. Void
3. Beyond pain
4. Dripfeeder
5. Molten tears
6. Domino syndrome
7. Aqualung
8. Delirium carnival
9. (Behind) the scaffold
1. The ressurection encore
Play it again,
Slay it again,
One more time...
CRAWL.
Bring it up,
Sing it up,
One more time...
RETCH.....you wretch
A blast from the past,
You'll crawl to the last.
You'd walk...
With the gods.
Moldering relic,
Stumbling on the brink,
Who calls the tune,
For this mock dance?
Watch them feed,
Vomit unto outstretched hands.
Watch them feed,
Licking the corpses boots.
Lining the beggars bowl,
With blood and gold.
To one final hollow pout,
From within the winding sheet.
One more time....CRAWL.
Watch them feed,
Vomit unto outstretched hands.
Watch them feed,
Licking the corpses boots.
Burnt out centuries before.
This legend is not mine.
Jerking on corporate strings.
Carcass on a twisting frame.
(Lyrics Mid July 89)
2. Void
Sometimes I wonder...
What goes on in your head?
Sometimes I wonder...
Whats it like on the inside?
And where does it lead...
To chase your own tail?
Theres sand in your eyes,
Dig deeper,
And choke on it.
Sometimes I wonder...
What goes on in your head?
Heres an oven.....
To stick it in.
And sometimes I wonder...
Whats it like?
To have it all.....and nothing.
(Lyrics Mid Nov 89)
3. Beyond pain
Turn me inside out,
Expose the bare soul.
This aching void,
Burns cold to the bone.
Hung up to cry,
In this final autumn,
As leaves and laughs,
Blow away forever.
How we fade away.
Dust in this breath.
Taken for granted.
This eternal day.
How they speak of nothing,
Wasted time, wasted air.
Can't you feel the sun?
Insignificance eats to the heart.
Anger burns from this lament.
For those worthless swine...
Who squander their vastness,
They whine they have not got.
Everywhere and nowhere,
To live forever never lost,
Taken beyond where tears can heal,
I hear whispers in the trees.
(Lyrics Mid May 89)
4. Dripfeeder
Pulling...at influential ties.
Grasping...prime time exposure,
Glutting the market with rancid fruit,
Taking heed to the call of hunger.
A network of pulsating veins,
Pump bile to the fasting throng.
With such insatiable appetites,
They choke through stuffed jaws.
Household fingerpuppets,
Twisted to perfection,
Watch the swinging masquerade.
An infectious, seductive worm,
Skulls beneath now blackened flesh,
And as the fever intensifies,
You'll move to the conpulsive beat.
Frenzied delirium,
Your eyes cloud over.
Rigid stare,
enjoy the buldging emptiness.
As sight and sound lose all meaning,
Another hit for the aging triad.
Household fingerpuppets,
Twisted to perfection,
Join the swinging masquerade.
(Lyrics Snapa Aug 89)
5. Molten tears
Planted eyes eclipse,
Twisting and turning,
Working loose of its socket.
Atmospheric seizure--Thorns rising out.
Choked on this debris--Meteoric vomit.
Synchronous orbit--Thrown into dissaray.
This shattered shadow,
Leaves a gaping wound,
For......the putrid.....swell.
The dizziness overcomes,
Flailing at the swarm.
But they drop too fast,
Confused and blind we fall.
We fall.
A broken axis--As spies collide,
This gluttony of betrayal--Hurled back in your face.
Grim spectators--Of our autopsy.
Molten tears--Weeping abuse.
Molten tears--Weeping abuse.
Flys on a rotten skull--Molten tears
(Lyrics Mid April 89)
6. Domino syndrome
These past years,
All this time,
All this work,
All this....
Growing and learning from our misdeeds.
In earthen ground we had strength.
now, on this morn,
we rock on uneasy seas,
And slowly but surely....
Slit our own throats.
Gnaw at our wounds.
Turning out backs.
Gnaw at our wounds.
Dominoes fall.
Snug in the warmth of complacency,
Comfort by the mantal of safety.
In the ease of ritual.
The slow, choking death from apathy.
Taking for granted,
Stealing from a dying man.
Greedily sucking dry,
Then lying back content.
A glance in the mirror before it all falls apart.
A glance in the mirror before it all
........Falls apart.
The cold, strangling, icy grip,
Of apathetic resolution.
An idle shrug, dominoes fall,
Slipping a noose around our necks.
Like a row of dominoes; the chain reaction.
We're rocking on uneasy seas,
Dominoes fall.
(Lyrics Leggo 88)
7. Aqualung
Gathering under the sjy.
Breathing beneath fluid.
A collection of change.
The developing vesicle.
To speak the unspoken.
Detatched from foundation.
The ascending bubble.
A sting of embarrassment.
Defying archaic law,
Laceration behind glass eyes,
Arcane: their questions,
As the sun burns.
Crucified beneath doting wheels.
A twist in the tale.
Quieten the loosened tongue,
A forseeable drop in the ocean.
(Lyrics Snappa June 89)
8. Delirium carnival
Drawn like the hungry swarm,
Beckoned by bell and call,
Dragged blinkered with the horde,
Hung by a meathooked soul.
Rabid visionaries.
The pious blind.
With accusing hand
......we are damned.
Stung wild with this blasphemy.
The pages burn with hysterical fire.
Frenzied laughter thru clenched teeth.
Bloodlust choked upon the smoke.
Not looking before you leap,
Fall heading into the shadow.
Fanatical raving of a delirious flock,
Howl for the whip that no longer cracks.
You devout junkie,
Invoking the fix,
Convulsive spasm,
Of a manic disciple.
(Lyrics Mid June 89)
9. (Behind) the scaffold
Piercing that sneer,
You'd laugh as I squirm.
But you're tied to the rack,
Comfort upon you crucifix horizon.
Spinning in a tangled wire,
May you choke upon your scorn,
It all comes crashing down,
Hollow from the rot.
What lies behind?
Scaffolder.
What lies behind?
Scaffolder.
(Lyrics Mid Sept 89)
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