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{J.G. Thirwell)If Moses had heard about this one there would've been another commandment:"Thou shalt not slaver on thine cadaver whilst all thine fat is in the fire"This isn't the melody that lingers on, it's the malady that malingers onThere's the Devil to pay - he can keep the change - I can't stand the thoughtof another cold day...I AIN'T GOT A CHINAMAN'S CHANCE IN LIMBOMass breathing, mass seething, mass bleeding, mass seeding, mass debatingMass existence is the cause of my problems, gotta choose between suicideand genoicideI've been impaled by the sins of World Ware TwoCan't sleep for the skins of six million jewsI'd join the Ku Klux Klan just to get the uniform - or a good night's sleepALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - My fate is sealedI'm stood at the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"The tearing of my FLESH - The thud of my CARCASSThe rhythmic crunch of boneCrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLWhen it's one man against the world, I shouldn't have so much time to complainI found there was a hole in my spiritual parachute after I jumped from theastral plainNo escape from four stone slimy walls I built up while trying to knock themdownDEATH warrant DEATH wwatch DEATH rattle DEATH'S door - ain't I died enoughbefore?Deliver me from this treachery... Deliver me from this AGONYStop trying to make a man of me... I ain't got the raw materials, see?I'm a killer with a label and a blueprint of Babel and all of my DEATH cardsare on the tableI met my maker and I don't like what I see... Medusa is fondling meBlut und Boten are strictly verboten, it's a classic case of mort subiteBut what I thought was the quickest solution turned out to be satanic destinyALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - my fate is sealedI'm stood on the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"I DIED EVERY NIGHT FOR A THOUSAND YEARSThe tearing of my FLESH - the thud of my CARCASSTHE RHYTHMIC CRUNCH OF BONECrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL
{J.G. Thirwell)If Moses had heard about this one there would've been another commandment:"Thou shalt not slaver on thine cadaver whilst all thine fat is in the fire"This isn't the melody that lingers on, it's the malady that malingers onThere's the Devil to pay - he can keep the change - I can't stand the thoughtof another cold day...I AIN'T GOT A CHINAMAN'S CHANCE IN LIMBOMass breathing, mass seething, mass bleeding, mass seeding, mass debatingMass existence is the cause of my problems, gotta choose between suicideand genoicideI've been impaled by the sins of World Ware TwoCan't sleep for the skins of six million jewsI'd join the Ku Klux Klan just to get the uniform - or a good night's sleepALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - My fate is sealedI'm stood at the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"The tearing of my FLESH - The thud of my CARCASSThe rhythmic crunch of boneCrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLWhen it's one man against the world, I shouldn't have so much time to complainI found there was a hole in my spiritual parachute after I jumped from theastral plainNo escape from four stone slimy walls I built up while trying to knock themdownDEATH warrant DEATH wwatch DEATH rattle DEATH'S door - ain't I died enoughbefore?Deliver me from this treachery... Deliver me from this AGONYStop trying to make a man of me... I ain't got the raw materials, see?I'm a killer with a label and a blueprint of Babel and all of my DEATH cardsare on the tableI met my maker and I don't like what I see... Medusa is fondling meBlut und Boten are strictly verboten, it's a classic case of mort subiteBut what I thought was the quickest solution turned out to be satanic destinyALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSEThe jig is up - my fate is sealedI'm stood on the gallows againThe inscription on my tombstone reads "WISH YOU WERE HERE"I DIED EVERY NIGHT FOR A THOUSAND YEARSThe tearing of my FLESH - the thud of my CARCASSTHE RHYTHMIC CRUNCH OF BONECrucifixion is my addiction...I SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELLI SPENT A MONTH OF SUNDAYS IN A COLD DAY IN HELL
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