Legacy of Brutality lyrics

there are paint smears on everything i own
the vapor rub is lying on a table of filth
christmas cards to which i never reply
my eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light tv casualty,
tv casualty we're all right tv casualty, tv casualty
i wish they'd put prince namor on the tube hold on,
i think i have to puke there's a spot in the corner where i always go

Come back...little raven
And bite my face
I've been waiting...endless waiting
Come back and bite my face

Come back...little raven
Descend your home
This is not then...and it's not now
Come back
Descend your throne

I think you realize what I've done
On the corner...slept my horrible corpse
I'm not alive for anyone
I think you realize what I've done

You gotta come back

If you're gonna scream, Scream with me
Moment's like this never last
when NEW creatures rape your face
hybrids opened up THE door
Ooh baby when you cry
Your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars

In Hybrid Moments
Give me a moment

Give me a moment
Give me a moment
Ooh baby when you cry
Your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars

There's some kinda love
And there's some kinda hate
The maggots in the eye of love won't
copulate

And it's a whoah....
I said whoah.....

Hear the cats cry
Little tortured babies in pain
Cracked necks by settled limbs
They don't hestitate

And it's a whoah....
Baby whoah....
And it's a whoah.....
I said whoah

There's some kinda love
And there is some kinda hate

Static...static...static
We're on a video rage
Static...static...static
We're on a video rage
We're all blue from projection tubes
We're all blue from projection tubes

This is the static age we live in
Our eyes criss cross hold and gaze
This is the static age we live in...breath in
Catch your radiation blue disease
and turning, tossing
This is the static age
Our very static age

she walked out with empty arms
machine gun in her hand
she is good and she is bad
no one understands
she walked in in silence
never spoke a word
she's got a rich daddy
she's her daddy's girl
she loves naked sin
he loves evil stare [correct: he loves evil sex]
she has lost control
they are growing old
she will hide in silence
then her day will come
she was virgin vixen

little angelfuck it's a shame that luck is the only thing
did you like the fun did you like the times that i promised you
open wounds on your brow
little angel in red
she isn't loving you anymore
little angelfuck i see you going down on a fireplug
little angelfuck size for everyone
let those bastards believe
dry your thighs and we'll leave
she isn't loving you anymore

Bonfires burning bright!
Pumpkin faces in the n-i-i-ght.
I remember Halloween!

Brown leafed vertigo.
Where skeletal life is known.
I remember Halloween!

This day, anything goes!
Burning bodies hang from poles.
I remember Halloween!

X4 Halloween

Candy apples and razor blades.
Little dead are soon in gra-a-aves.
I remember Halloween!

This day, anything goes!

she walked out with empty arms
machine gun in her hand
she is good and she is bad
no one understands
she walked in in silence
never spoke a word
she's got a rich daddy
she's her daddy's girl
she loves naked sin
he loves evil stare [correct: he loves evil sex]
she has lost control
they are growing old
she will hide in silence
then her day will come
she was virgin vixen

This isn't really death, this isn't really life
This isn't really anything I think I like

And I will not sit up, don't be playing
Not for you or anyone
I will not change my fucking hair

We have no reasons but we still have fun
Then I blow up and you whispered my name

Wait until I rip your back to shreds
I wave my blue suede shoes
That's all that remains of your spine

I want excitement

Dry drunk on a corner
Wet waste of a girl
Theme for a jackal
Play you a death-song
You probably listen
Stand idly by as they rape your children
Like you do now
In fact you showed them how
All thoughts are in place
All deeds are complete
Play, theme for a jackal play
Die sweet prince
Meat tastes like mince
The jackal's eaten enough for today
Die sweet prince

Bonfires burning bright!
Pumpkin faces in the n-i-i-ght.
I remember Halloween!

Brown leafed vertigo.
Where skeletal life is known.
I remember Halloween!

This day, anything goes!
Burning bodies hang from poles.
I remember Halloween!

X4 Halloween

Candy apples and razor blades.
Little dead are soon in gra-a-aves.
I remember Halloween!

This day, anything goes!

Static...static...static
We're on a video rage
Static...static...static
We're on a video rage
We're all blue from projection tubes
We're all blue from projection tubes

This is the static age we live in
Our eyes criss cross hold and gaze
This is the static age we live in...breath in
Catch your radiation blue disease
and turning, tossing
This is the static age
Our very static age

If you're gonna scream, Scream with me
Moment's like this never last
when NEW creatures rape your face
hybrids opened up THE door
Ooh baby when you cry
Your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars

In Hybrid Moments
Give me a moment

Give me a moment
Give me a moment
Ooh baby when you cry
Your face is momentary
You hide your looks behind these scars

Come back...little raven
And bite my face
I've been waiting...endless waiting
Come back and bite my face

Come back...little raven
Descend your home
This is not then...and it's not now
Come back
Descend your throne

I think you realize what I've done
On the corner...slept my horrible corpse
I'm not alive for anyone
I think you realize what I've done

You gotta come back

Dry drunk on a corner
Wet waste of a girl
Theme for a jackal
Play you a death-song
You probably listen
Stand idly by as they rape your children
Like you do now
In fact you showed them how
All thoughts are in place
All deeds are complete
Play, theme for a jackal play
Die sweet prince
Meat tastes like mince
The jackal's eaten enough for today
Die sweet prince

there are paint smears on everything i own
the vapor rub is lying on a table of filth
christmas cards to which i never reply
my eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light tv casualty,
tv casualty we're all right tv casualty, tv casualty
i wish they'd put prince namor on the tube hold on,
i think i have to puke there's a spot in the corner where i always go

This isn't really death, this isn't really life
This isn't really anything I think I like

And I will not sit up, don't be playing
Not for you or anyone
I will not change my fucking hair

We have no reasons but we still have fun
Then I blow up and you whispered my name

Wait until I rip your back to shreds
I wave my blue suede shoes
That's all that remains of your spine

I want excitement

There's some kinda love
And there's some kinda hate
The maggots in the eye of love won't
copulate

And it's a whoah....
I said whoah.....

Hear the cats cry
Little tortured babies in pain
Cracked necks by settled limbs
They don't hestitate

And it's a whoah....
Baby whoah....
And it's a whoah.....
I said whoah

There's some kinda love
And there is some kinda hate

little angelfuck it's a shame that luck is the only thing
did you like the fun did you like the times that i promised you
open wounds on your brow
little angel in red
she isn't loving you anymore
little angelfuck i see you going down on a fireplug
little angelfuck size for everyone
let those bastards believe
dry your thighs and we'll leave
she isn't loving you anymore