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SOILENT GREEN LYRICS
"Pussy Soul" (1995)
1. Thirteen Days a Weak
2. Slapfuck
3. Falling from a 65 Story Building
4. Lips a So of Blood
5. The Wrong of Way
6. Needlescrape
7. Zebra Zombies
8. Keep Crawling
9. Twitch of an Eye
10. Golfers Just Love Punishment
11. Love None
12. Branding of Thieves
1. Thirteen Days a Weak
1. Thirteen Days A Weak
Enslaved In The Mind For Longing Days
Miserable Is The Slowly Ticking Time
Alone At Points When Needing Help
Dragging
Everything Deeper Down
A Little Life Left To Slip Through Fingers Upon The Ground
Bending Down To Pick It Up, Nothing Left, Blown Away
Sympathy Not There For The Sickness
Complaining Of The Saddened Times
Desolate Urges Only For Surviving
The Ways Of
Life Untimely Change
An Attempt To Upstand All
To Only Downgrate The Self
Pushing Self-Esteem Lower In The Dirt
Decaying Soil,
Unalert Life
A Day Older For Dying Inside
Blame Everyone But Yourself
Help Being Tired, No Acceptance
Ending Your Life Would
Be The Best
Enslaved In The Mind For Days
Miserable Is The Time
All Alone At Points When Needing Help
Dragging Everything
Down
Sympathy Not There
Complaining Of The Saddened Times
Desolate Urges Only For The Ways Of Untimely Change
Numbered Are The Days, Same As The Slow Moving Hands Of Time
Longing Hours Of Sense Trapping The Self Into Misery
Line Your
Head With The Loaded Drug
Content To Live The Silver Red
Weak And Utterly Stupid Accusations
Not A Single Voice There To Help
This Time
Care For The Pathetic Bitching Of Worries Exist
Time Has Come To Let This Senseless Waste Pass
Care For Pathetic
Worries Will Never Exist
Not A Single Voice There To Help This Time
Weak And Utterly Stupid Accusations Of Discomfort
Pathetic
Bitch
2. Slapfuck
Tie The Girl Of Virgin Scent
Vaginal Fragrance Tempting
Sacrifice Her To The Pleasures
Gestures Fully Absorbed
Thrust My Hand
Into Her Cunt
Unveiled Arousal Comes Forth
Discharge Upon Her Ass
Piss On Her Cunt
Coming Violently Into Her Cunt
A Naked
Girl Sits Astride
Bending Over The Cross
Fucking Her Cunt From Behind
The Idols Face Rubs Her Clit
Depucelate Her From The
Rear
Legs Bent Towards Me
Pulling Hair
Childhood Encounter With Pornography
Links Path To Choose Sadist Mentality
Gently
Flog The Ass
As Two Girls Fuck Themselves
Adore The Fucking
My Head Locked In Her Soil-Covered Legs
Smearing My Face
Abundantly
Legs Wet With Saliva And Come
Thrusting Her Cunt Into The Air
Savour The Pain Received
Force A Priest To Fuck A
Whore
Sin Through Sacrifice
Brutally Churn Her Cunt
Deep Bleeding Cuts
Drive Fiery Nails Into Breasts
Burn Her Nipples
Encunt A Maid While Held
Erotic, Rape, Bondage
3. Falling from a 65 Story Building
How Many Lives Does It Take To Change The Times?
Suicide Rates Seem To Climb Every Year
I Just Added One More As I Take The
Step
Descending Rapidly For A Quickened Death?
Moving Fast, Thinking Slow
Memories Of Good And Bad Pass In Thought Of
Change
Should Have Pondered This
Simple Problem Only Made Bigger
Should've Just Sat Down And Figured Them Out
Blown
The Whole Situation Out Of Hand
Now It's Too Late As I Fall To Misery
All Muttered Words Never Heard
Thoughts Scan My Head As
I'm Falling Down
Faces Smashed Against Mirrored Glass
All I See Are Windows Passing By
Feel The Pain
Don't Ever Love
Only
Hurt
Numbing Inside
Just A Black Smoke Figure
Against A Brick Wall
If My Life Were To End
Would I Be Satisfied?
4. Lips a So of Blood
Remove The Smiling Masks From Upon Unhappy Faces
Unrelease Their Strain Of Discomfort
Let The Feeding Of Lust Be Drawn Upon
An Integral Part Of Essence Which Gives Pain
Leaving The Withered A Scent Of Hope
Eyes Lowered
Teach The Whore To Queen
And The Queen To Whore
Bruises Around The Neck As The Draping Of Flowers
Consemate The Meuse For Adoring
A Discolorment
Of Pale Sight
She Is But A Whore
Contrasting The Lips, As So Of Blood
Playing The Part Of An Angel...Take Her In
Slice To The
Throat
She Must Learn To Obey
Pain Is Conducive To Pleasure
So No Harm Would Come To Her
I Care Not To Make Desire
Known
Touch Of The Lips That Seduce
Little Obsessions Make Skin Crawl
Sweat-Stained Scrapbooks
The Connoisseur Of This So
Called Art
Black Silk-Stockings On Covering Knees
Lying Between Her Two Burned Legs
Dark Rings Around My Eyes
Cannot
Bear To Accept This Beauty To The Body Show
Cannot Face Her Lips As The Turning Flows Of Blood Grow
Fierce Scream That Came
Deep Within Her Throat
Tears Trickled Down Swollen Eyes, Force Open
Cover The Body With Fond Kisses, The Sight
The Smell Of
Wet Linen Stained
The Resulting Stench Of Blood, Mixed Urine
Remove The Smiling Masks From Upon Unhappy Faces
Unrelease
Their Strain Of Discomfort
Let The Feeding Of Lust Be Drawn Upon
An Integral Part Of Essence Which Gives Pain
Leaving The
Withered A Scent Of Hope
5. The Wrong of Way
Get Out, Of My Fucking Way
I Don't Have, Room Or Time For You
Waste Of Shit, You'll Never Amount To Anything
Stuck In, The
Same Deadend Spot
Never Helping Yourself, So No Reason For Me To Help You
What Will You Do When There Isn't Anyone
To
Blame Your Laziness On?
When Your In A Bind You Look For All Sorts Of Help
Don't Even Look My Way
Look My Way, And All I'll
Do Is Laugh As You Go Down
While Others Pass You By
Others Bust Their Ass While You Sit Somewhere And Relax
Too Bad You'll
Just End Up Last
No Respect For Others Who Do What They're Told
Leave Me Hanging On To Drag Your Ass Down Too
No Respect
For Others Who Do What They're Told
Leave Me Hanging With No Respect
And I'll Have Your Ass Hanging On A Cross
The Wrong Of
Way Is All You've Learned
No Concept Of The Right Way World
The Wrong Of Way Is All You've Learned
Changes Of Time Lead You
Away From The Right Way World
Kissing Ass To Get What You Want
Spoiled Ass Bitch, Bastard Cunt
Damn The Ones Like You Who
Get Their Way
That Way Is Wrong And I'll Make Sure You Get Fucked
Prison Life Is Where You Belong, No Wait! That's Too Good For You
Think I'll Just Stick You In A Box And In There You Can Just Rot
6. Needlescrape
Slithering Silver Punctures My Source
Pulsing Through, Bleeding Through
Loneliness And Hunger Deep Into Dark
Growing Root
Under The Surface
Feeding Mouths To Induce Stimulation
Leaving Behind Existence Of Body
Taste Life Running Through The Vein
A Channel Of Utmost Comfort
Moving River Of Eternity
Quickening Rush Sinks The Soul
Tunneling Escape Into Thought
Desperately Needing The Tap
Immediate Reaction Of Rush
Just A Beginning And An End
Trying To Breath Air And Relax
Quickening Down To Realize
Feeling Of The Needles Calling Out
Spilling Of The Dose Notice The Life Lost
Don't Begin To Try And See
It All
What Kind Of Real Life Rush Does That?
Steal And Thieve For Rush Beyond
Never Again But Still Does It
Why Don't You Begin
To See It
When Will You Begin To Realize That
Stinging, Surging, Sticking, Urging
Sharing Of Needles As The Flow Hole Begins
Swelling Closed
Wounds To Be Nursed As Like Feeding Young Vultures Of Hunger
Fingernails Dig Into The Palms
Laughter Ranges
Into Prisms
Musical Sight Sways In Depth
Unclenching Loss Of Movement Strays
For Three Seconds Your God And Don't Give A
Fuck
Open Sky You Must Die Take Down The Sun
Down On The Streets Of Shit We Eat Shit
Nothing Left Except The Many Who
Don't Give A Fuck
7. Zebra Zombies
Weak
Thoughtless
Countless Fools Fall Game To The Selfish Way
Acting Out Lives But Their Own Ones
Betray Only Friends To
Move Forward In Social Game
Choose The Stupidity To Be
As You Fall Under Me
Do You Think Your Problems Mean Shit?
See
The Obvious, That Your Lost, Even In Your Mind
Everything You See Has Been Programmed
To Be Stigmatized, Civilized
Projects
Of Worthless
Illegitimate Bastards
Where Crimes Are Mastered
Your Mind Is Not Here
That's Your Mistake
You Think It's A
Problem Of Race?
It's Not Black Or White You See
It's Only Your Stupidity
Slowly Fade
Your Ignorance
My Dominance
8. Keep Crawling
Cleanse The Tongue For Speaking
Only Dribbling Nonsense Of Actions
Confuse All The Understandings
The Presence Of All Are One
Backed Against The Word
With The Mind Misled
Release Thoughts Of Few
Stronger Than That Of All
Do Not Touch The Burned
Hands It Breaks The Solidness Of Skin
Enjoyment For A Purpose Am I Condemned To Less?
Better To Taste The Forbidden Fruit Than
Biting Ones Own Tongue
Joining A Deeper Place Inside Of Me, Play My Fear
The Purity That Tolerates Evil-Unpure
Mistake My
Actions And I'll Come Against Your Word
Falter Your Phrases And Fall Deeper In Your Own Shit
Listen To Others While You Lose
Dearest Friends
Simply A Mistake Of Your Righteous Selfish Way
Weakened Are The Many Lives In Which This World Is Built
Contradictory Points Of View Connected To Spirit
Sublime Domination, The Smaller Will Rise
Sacred World Of Continuity, Divine
Word Descends
Liberty Of The Denial
Bringing The Individual
Potential Above Its Head
Pretence Of Criticizing Joining
Words
Being Bickered-Among Fools
Allow The Torn Eyes-To Close
Values Are Among-The Wrong
Scabs On The Hands And Knees-Keep
Crawling
Do Not Touch The Burned Hands It Breaks The Solidness Of Skin
Enjoyment For A Purpose Am I Condemned To Less?
Better To Taste The Forbidden Fruit Than Biting Ones Own Tongue
9. Twitch of an Eye
Grasp Of Breath, Before The Stab Is Taken
Visionary Dream, Done And Over With
Glimmering Shine, Splashes Onto The Floor
Threatening Standard, Are The Standards Defended
Biting Fingernails-Gnawing Down
Easily Frightened-Beatened Youth
Unchastity Of Speech-Muted One
Unnatural Boldness
Sex Criminal-Saintly Lust
Taste For Difference-Sinful Love
Heresy Of
Morals-Twitching Acts
Confusion Of Ideas
Appetite Overwhelming The Reason
Utter Violence Of My Movements
Complete
Defamation Of Character
Violating Morals About Death
Sudden Change In Disposition, A Love Of Solitude, Bashfulness
Committing Murder Is The Only Way For Ejaculation
The Labyrinth Of Entrails, Exquisite Sight For Skull Of Genitals
Penalties For Hurt
Through Degeneracy
Purification To Experience Atonement For Having Sex
Humiliation Through Child-Rearing Practices,
Penetrates Ideas
10. Golfers Just Love Punishment
11. Love None
Pattern A Train Of Thought
An Everlasting Word That Lies
The Heart That Feeds Anothers Game
Strings Attached To Control The Trust
Change The Ground Of Terms
Civilized Approach
I'd Rather Put My Hands Around Your Neck
Lies No Longer Believed
Excuses
Unaccepted
My Foot In Your Throat Will Suffice
Waste Of My Sympathy
Try To Change The Blame
Only Will Lead Ot Dangerous
Circumstances
The Problem Is You Bitch
12. Branding of Thieves
Inflict, Reflect
The Stinging Bite Upon A Person
For Wrongdoing Of Any Sort
Unjust Rulings
Bending The Knee
Looking The Other
Way
Simple Slap On Hand
Corrupt People Trailing Innocent
Stricter Terms Made
Obey The Law
Accused, An Eye For An Eye
To Be Marked, A Means For Protecting
Reason In Everything
Except In The Wrong
Corrective Treatment Ineffective And Viewed
Destructive
Do The Deed, Pay The Price, More Than Once, Time To Die
Worthless Law Of Punishment
Unstrict Regulations For
Easy Leave
Rules Of Procedure Strictly Observed
Torture With A Sting Reflects On Others
Electrocution Shown Publicly To Keep
Order
Such Horrendous Acts Shown Should Sterilize Society
Chastise, To Teach Others Suffering
Defile, Rights Unexist In Mistake
Execute, Excruciating Infliction
Sympathy, Unjust For Compassion
Marked, Offense To Be Noticed
Reflect, Nature Of The Crime
Thieves And Whores Are Branded
Those Around Question Acts At Hand
Lethal Tasks Vigorously Laid For Penalty The Only Way To
Punish For All The Wrong
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