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2. |
The Gemini Lounge
03:32
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her hands are dry and pale
wrapped in purple gloves
loveless and smelled like suicide
so i found her severed smile
by the sewer that night.
i lost all money on drugs and hell awaits me.
still blood keeps raining
and i feel like i never knew her c.o.m.p.l.e.t.e.l.y.
too late baby i guess
for a butcher and a cat's tongue.
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Love Child
02:14
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hey whore. babalon dawn. i ride you untill i'm gone. aeon. rape plan. never.
this oath. my seed you carry. unborn. vermin. a vermin i fucked. orgy of
surplus. now errupting. endless mirrors. endless orgasms. multiplying.
stillborn. a new day. new morning. carry a halo of nihil. a surplus. in shades
we place our final trust.
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5. |
Bathtub H.E.X
04:44
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Smell of Leather
01:06
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Kevorkian Lab
03:24
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apologies are for none
we make white noise
we make pink noise
when we're alone at night
and in this garden
as scented lunar moths
our alchemy lingers with the moss.
each living thing deserves mercy.
when we come together
we shape death into gold rain.
never shed a tear
distill the morphia's halo.
for our angel has thousand eyes plus infinity
and of course
death is just the beginning honey.
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8. |
Nibble on a Wrench
03:24
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9. |
Blue Jean (Blue)
02:52
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Death Pajama Connection
02:54
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11. |
The Perfect Cannibals
05:54
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12. |
Down in the Syndrome
01:00
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Porcelaine Vagina
01:02
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...take me in your diseased arms.
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15. |
Black Sun Lily
01:02
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16. |
Afterhours With Knives
01:02
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17. |
Not Into Kinky Stuff
01:00
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18. |
Malignant Unspoken
02:44
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vile
i am still.
finished with lies?
a solemn carnal wreck
swallowing whoring reign
the blood washed cum
from gutters of Treblinka
tear apart my unborn
malignant unspoken
towards amok
towards gentle slaughter
this flawless silent life
take the offering
take this offering
take this violent mute
take my malignant unspoken.
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19. |
Cosmetics of Void
01:36
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20. |
Transfix Bitch
03:56
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you said you could almost touch it... you said you're affraid if it bursts into a bloody mess... hysterectomy sounds a lot like mistery... a dissection of your love is never a nice thing... i suppose we're all hurting... i suppose it's hidden... i suppose it's dangerous... schadenfreude tremor... mysanthrope stuttering all through his diatribes... it's a teenage cyst getting in our way... a thing nobody talks about... right?... and i don't drink coffee... no need for conventions now... i know it sounds impossible... you can never die... right?... and we used to fuck listening to THE special music... and all these contacts i should erase now... my slavery to nostalgia and the vision of you following me down... your hysteria is official... a winning card... and things are so simple... so i murder the purple skies with hard liquer... things are actually simple... nobody asked us if we wanted this death... let's just go... nowhere... just us... hysterically laughing... meditating medical waste...
a cheap nirvana for a hurting kind.
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21. |
La Tuve en el Culo
02:52
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ti puziš po podu
meso probodeno nekim novim falusom
ti prljaš tepih
prljaš nasledstvo
porodica ti je mrtva
zacementirani
vakuumirani
pandemonijum
la tuve en el culo baby
ništa novo u ovom letnjem danu
tvoja utroba pod otrovnim suncem
nema tajni više, Eloise...
nema tajni u kanalizaciji
samo slomljena tela gladna nasilja.
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breathing in these syllabiles with fumes.
it's a sulphorous night when she's beside me.
translucent and still fading through cheap hours.
now softly decaying under the table.
i know it's hard for her to think.
staggering cellulite embracing the latent growth.
a defect which i sense too often these days.
a mute lesson in bad breath.
a lingering cyst deep inside my carnivore wife.
an easy cancerous growth in the morning
enclosed in sexless asylum of hospital walls.
and that swallowed chicken bone
must be the reason of another failed coitus.
so i break her face
i hate her life.
my carnivore wife.
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"During those days men will seek death, but will not find it; they will
long to die, but death will elude them."
The endless mirrors multiplying endless orgasms. the redundant into shapeless. These orgies of surplus are seething. This lullaby is beyond redemption. And every morning carries a halo of NIHIL. And in shades we shall place our final trust.
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