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GOD AWAKENS PETRIFIED LYRICS
"God Awakens Petrified" (1999)
1. Country Singer
2. Revenge
3. Dear Earthlings
4. Wish It Gone
5. Poet Of Silence
6. Burning Bridges
7. Castration
8. Attrition
9. Pink
10. Mannequin
1. Country Singer
Lyrics by Denton Bramley
Had a cartoon dream, drunken doves collide.
Bumblebees won't sting and nothing ever dies.
Lowered myself lower than low cause I found out that I was wrong.
Sunday was a lie. I don't care. Dig into the earth for the flaw.
Love is in the air.
Something hit a nerve. Everything went red.
Bent over by force as the brow beads sweat.
Life is more fucked than fuck itself. Are we losing velocity?
Something so brown that you can smell. Anal babble philosophy.
Anger, hatred spiral, bliss, love is in the air.
Pussing, rotting, burning skin. You cannot help but stare.
If I had it my own way I'd turn myself into a caterpillar
and wait to get squashed into the next life.
Maybe I'd create a new religion or become a famous country singer.
Born as Elvis and turned into a shrine.
Had a cartoon dream, drunken doves collide.
Bumblebees won't sting and nothing ever dies.
Life is more fucked than fuck itself. Are we losing velocity?
Something so brown that you can smell. Anal babble philosophy.
Anger, hatred spiral, bliss, love is in the air.
Pussing, rotting, burning skin. You cannot help but stare.
If I had it my own way I'd turn myself into a caterpillar
and wait to get squashed into the next life.
Maybe I'd create a new religion or become a famous country singer.
Born as Elvis and turned into a shrine.
If I had it my own way I'd turn myself into a caterpillar
and wait to get squashed into the next life.
Maybe I'd create a new religion or become a famous country singer.
Born as Elvis and turned into a shrine.
*Guitar Solo*
Anger, hatred spiral, bliss, love is in the air.
Pussing, rotting, burning skin. You cannot help but stare.
If I had it my own way I'd turn myself into a caterpillar
and wait to get squashed into the next life.
Maybe I'd create a new religion or become a famous country singer.
Born as Elvis and turned into a shrine.
If I had it my own way I'd turn myself into a caterpillar
and wait to get squashed into the next life.
Maybe I'd create a new religion or become a famous country singer.
Born as Elvis and turned into a shrine.
Something hit a nerve. Everything went red.
Bent over by force as the brow beads sweat.
Cunt. Country singer.
2. Revenge
Lyrics by Jeremy Glen
There's Mr.Chuckles, shrouded in banality.
Hiding behind his face paint, costume, balloons.
No one has ever learned about his fantasy.
You keep on laughing, but the jokes on you!
You, always part of the crowd, (Revenge)
Laughing at the clown that you have made of me.
You're not laughing so loud (Revenge) with a gun in your mouth.
You'd make a better pencil (Revenge) then just another bag of shit,
So I'll give you the lead. (Revenge)
Who's laughing?
He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons go “Bang!”
He wishes he could murder with impunity.
Too long to wait for cancer, old age, disease.
Blow out the candles with another hollow scream.
You're party's over, but his has just begun!
You, always part of the crowd, (Revenge)
Laughing at the clown that you have made of me.
You're not laughing so loud (Revenge) with a gun in your mouth.
You'd make a better pencil (Revenge) then just another bag of shit,
So I'll give you the lead. (Revenge)
Who's laughing?
He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons will go “Bang!”
Revenge.
Revenge.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
Couldn't ever lie. Would you ever lie to me? Revenge has found another piece of me.
He's the twisted red balloon animal, in the hands of who he hates.
He's the razor blade in the apple, because sometimes even balloons go “bang!”
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather murder together.
Crows of a feather...
Revenge.
3. Dear Earthlings
Lyrics by Denton Bramley
Blessed. Synthetic. Disgusting. Submissive.
Don't talk to me from your asshole. The sunshine that leaks from behind.
Salute the public that you serve. The punch line, they're blind.
Shock the whole world with something sickening.
Pull out your hair and slit at the wrist.
Bliss. Is this life? Sacrilege or answer?
Make believe that you're somewhere else.
You have to. It crawls in your skin.
The paper universe that we burn, it comes from within.
Numb my eyes.
Numb my eyes.
Morning comes. It's just another day.
It is the insect inside of your head,
trying to make you forget who you are.
Makes you larger than the color red.
Look, look at me when you lie.
Sunshine that leaks from behind.
This is the insect,
inside of your head.
Makes you larger than
the color red!
Don't talk to me from your asshole. The sunshine that leaks from behind.
Salute the public that you serve. The punch line is they are blind.
Make believe that you're somewhere else.
You have to. It crawls in your skin.
The paper universe that we burn, it comes from within.
Shock the whole world with something sickening.
Pull out your hair and slit at your wrist.
Morning comes. It's just another day.
It is the insect inside of your head,
trying to make you forget who you are.
Makes you larger than the color red.
4. Wish It Gone
Lyrics by Denton Bramley
A bitter discolored porcelain of worship.
Holds your thought in it. Just flush to kill it.
Suffocate till the speech becomes awkward.
Words can't hurt, but it feels just like murder.
So proud of your own stink, you can't see it.
Please forgive us. Don't bother to wonder why my mouth is spitting on me.
It's because stupidity in us has become the worst thing.
The lesser of bastards to make your decision.
Hold more thoughts in you. Spotlight then suck you.
Comprehend when the message is backwards.
So confused, but then some call it power!
Please forgive us. Don't bother to wonder why my mouth is spitting on me.
It's because the stupidity in us has become the worst thing.
Wish it gone. Please don't bother to wonder why my mouth is spitting on me.
It's because the stupidity in us has become the worst thing.
Wish it gone. Dissect it into nothing and then collect it.
Wish it gone. Dissect it into nothing and then collect it.
This is society. Your life begins.
Human sobriety has seen the end.
This is society. Your life begins.
Human sobriety has seen the end.
So proud of your own stink you can't see it.
Wish it gone. Please don't bother to wonder why my mouth is spitting on me.
It's because the stupidity in us has become the worst thing.
Wish it gone. Please don't bother to wonder why my mouth is spitting on me.
It's because the stupidity in us has become the worst thing.
Hear retarded. See retarded. Become retarded everyday.
Hear retarded. See retarded. Become retarded everyday.
Wish it gone. Dissect it into nothing and then collect it.
Wish it gone.
5. Poet Of Silence
Lyrics by Denton Bramley
Breathe in gas anesthetic. Just sit back and relax.
No one feels sympathetic. People say you're possessed.
Call him dumb and make him waste. Mold his smile a million faced.
Call him sick and throw him lost. Leave him nailed to the cross.
Poet of silence. Tranquility.
Pull his strings. Chronic puppet. Shove a pill in his mouth.
Needle stings. Learn to love it. Tie his wrists. Hold him down.
Call him dumb and make him waste. Mold his smile a million faced.
Call him sick and throw him lost. Leave him nailed to the cross.
Poet of silence. Tranquility.
Tranquility.
Now it's your turn. Innocence spits in your face.
Life makes a man. The truth will rot on your brain.
Become my friend and let them fondle your mind.
Don't say a word.
Breathe in gas anesthetic. No one feels sympathetic.
Call him dumb and make him waste. Mold his smile a million faced.
Call him sick and throw him lost. Leave him nailed to the cross.
Just sit back and relax.
Just sit back and relax.
Just sit back and relax.
Just sit back and relax.
6. Burning Bridges
Lyrics by Jeremy Glen
Trying to drag me? Go dig your own fucking grave!
So blind to what you've disguised. Mouth shut, with your legs wide.
I know that if the songs you love played forever you'd learn to hate.
So pretty until you scratch the surface. This bitter pill I will feast!
Go cry, you fucking victim. Go cry, you made it this way.
Go cry, you're a broken record. Go cry, and sleep in the bed that you have made!
Forgotten through your own eyes? I'd like you to use mine!
Just let them be. Go dig your own fucking grave.
Just let them be. Go dig your own fucking grave.
Why you try to do that again? Why you try to die?
You say you want to fuck me because you think that I'm the next thing?
Go fuck off! No room for groupies. Only god awakens women with strength!
Go cry, you fucking victim. Go cry, you made it this way.
Go cry, you're a broken record. Go cry, and fuck off!
Live your lie. Every time you move, I gave that chance to you.
Scar my mind. Every time you breathe it is because of me.
Know I tried. All this shit in me. Will it ever leave?
Wipe spit from my eyes.
Know that I'm sorry too...so selfish to sing about just me.
Maybe there's someone who is going through some similar shit too?
Know that I'm sorry too...so selfish to sing about just me.
Wishing there's one of you...just one of you...
somebody who will hear me.
I can't understand. When does it end when everything is jaded?
Tell me how to figure out when does it end, when all I see is red?
Make it go away! When does it end when all I feel is hatred?
Tell how to figure it out? That life I gave does nothing but take from me!
Live your lie. Every time you move, I gave that chance to you.
Scar my mind. Every time you breathe it is because of me.
Know I tried. All this shit in me. Will it ever leave?
Wipe spit from my eyes.
I don't mind the smell of burning bridges.
7. Castration
Lyrics by Jeremy Glen
Such a bitter pill. Will you spit or swallow?
Keep your tail tucked firmly up your asshole.
Will you learn to live, or settle or existence?
Falling on dead ears. Time for resurrection!
Cause...I need you to hear this.
Cause...I need you to hear this.
Castrate! My dirty mind is rotten.
Castrate! I'm saying that I'll let you cut me. Re-purify me.
Cut me. Take a look inside me!
Castrate!
Castrate!
Castrate!
Castrate!
Take back all your lies too. Never you betray.
I don't want your lies too. Never you betray.
Take back all your lies too. Never you betray.
I don't want your lies too, blasphemy!
Yesterday's rage built your next breakdown.
Can't assimilate. It's a little late for that now.
Pain is just a tool. Life is but a question.
Eyes are in the dirt. Time for resurrection!
Castrate! My dirty mind is rotten.
Castrate! I'm saying that I'll let you cut me. Re-purify me.
Cut me. Take a look inside me!
Castrate!
I don't want your lies too. Never you betray.
I don't want your lies too. Never you betray.
I don't want your lies too. Never you betray.
I don't want your lies too, blasphemy!
I gave, but you turned away. And you're giving me all that I need to be!
I gave, but you turned away. And you're giving me all that I need to be!
I gave, but you turned away. And you're giving me all that I need to be!
I gave, I gave, I gave, I gave...
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave...
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave, but you turned away.
I gave...
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you dumb fuck.
Bow down and kiss this you...
8. Attrition
Lyrics by Jeremy Glen
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical,
feeding of off the corpse of a world you can never change.
Off a corpse that pulls your strings.
In the heaven of flesh you're the cannibal. You're the animal.
You're the flying pig that sometimes squeals,
but only when you miss a meal.
Tear off these wings, left on me festering,
that stain my stage.
I know it's coming, said I'm coming to,
I know it's coming, It's goodbye.
I know it's coming, this is my life with you.
I know it's coming, said I'm coming to,
I know it's coming, It's goodbye.
I know it's coming, this is my life with you.
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical,
feeding of off the corpse of a world you can never change.
Off a world that pulls your strings.
In the heaven of flesh you're the cannibal. You're the animal.
You're the flying pig that sometimes squeals,
but only when you miss a meal.
Tear off these wings, left on me festering,
that stain my stage.
I was chosen.
You think you're saved. Blessed banality.
Mysterious ways.
Bleed for me.
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical.
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical.
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical.
You're the puppet with the strings umbilical.
Puppet. I'll kill my identity. Father. I'll do what you told me too.
Murder those that claim they're innocent. This is the promise I made to you.
Puppet. I'll kill my identity. Father. I'll do what you told me too.
Murdered for what you are guilty of. Forced attrition.
Tear off these wings left on me festering,
that stain my stage.
I know it's coming, said I'm coming to,
I know it's coming, It's goodbye.
I know it's coming, To bring my life with you.
I know it's coming, said I'm coming to,
I know it's coming, It's goodbye.
I know it's coming, To bring my life with you.
9. Pink
Lyrics by Denton Bramley
Better than everyone, everything, everyday.
Day after day after day after day.
Regurgitation and self-mutilation are your way.
Wrinkled. Finger fucked. Lack of intelligence for a better word.
Better than everyone, everything, everyday,
whatever, whatever, whatever, fuck off!
Anxiety that makes you twitch.
It keeps you smaller than the negative.
Hang the clusters of bullshit above your head.
Burst the piñata and pretend that you're dead.
Hyperventilate for serenity...for reaction of someone who cares.
Found amphetamine thought that sniveling would ease your conscience.
Something better then…so much better then,
something better than you.
Something better then…so much better then,
something better than you.
It's an ugly shade of pink!
Better than everyone, everything, everyday.
Day after day after day after day.
Regurgitation and self-mutilation are your way.
Wrinkled. Finger fucked. Lack of intelligence for a better word.
Better than everyone, everything, everyday,
whatever, whatever, whatever, fuck off!
Anxiety that makes you twitch.
It keeps you smaller than the negative.
Hang the clusters of bullshit above your head.
Burst the piñata and pretend that you're dead.
Hyperventilate for serenity…for reaction of someone who cares.
Found amphetamine thought that sniveling would ease your conscience.
Something better then…so much better then,
something better than you.
Something better then…so much better then,
something better than you.
It's an ugly shade of pink!
It's an ugly shade of pink!
It's an ugly shade of pink!
It's an ugly shade of pink!
Pink!
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Better than you!
Better than you!
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Ugly shade of pink, the symbol of love.
Better than you!
Better than you!
Better than you!
Better than you!
10. Mannequin
Lyrics by Jeremy Glen
Cortisone in mindless drones. The fuel from which to fester.
Pristine skin, but none within the carcass you've created.
Corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Rotting corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
Wooden. Rotten. Empty.
Adrenalin. I stained my skin. The tools to purge the plastic.
I wear grief upon my sleeve, so that my mind won't wander.
Corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Rotting corpse. You've all been dying since the day you're born.
You're skin's invisible.
Fucking corpse. I'm glad you're dead you fucking corpse.
You're skin's invisible.
Fucking corpse. I'm glad you're dead you fucking corpse.
You're skin's invisible.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you speak.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you scream.
Fingers made of wood point at me everyday.
Crosses made of wood point at me everyday.
People made of wood point at me everyday.
Fingers made of wood point at me everyday!
Corpse.
Corpse.
Corpse.
Corpse.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
Sucks when no one can hear you speak.
"Born free, but everywhere is in chains".
You're free!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
Raise my voice and you raise your fist!
If karma was our currency, those who now strive would surely starve.
All mannequins in shopping malls slit plastic wrists they wish were flesh.
If karma was reality, those who now strive would surely die.
All mannequins in shopping malls should suicide. You're already dead!
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