Lyrics:
him up
Poor old man
Satanic rituals — (who!)
Morbid individuals — (who!)
Walking dead on chemicals— (who!)
It's time to turn the channel off!
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Machines do their work
We kneel to the computer god
Communication has taken over mortal lives
Morbid technology, listen what I say
Morbid technology, living
Morbid curiosity
Leads you down the darkest path
Scopophilic ecstasy
Leads you down the darkest path
Wait there for death
Bated drawn breath
Wait
dumb orbit
Kinda sucks that I grew up to be so damn morbid
Kinda makes me wanna leave
It makes me wanna
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
It makes me wanna
GO!
silence
Walk alone
Barren life
Lifeless in love
My eyes they see
The death of me
In the arms of the dark i am free
My soul unclean
A morbid dream
From
when I'm alone
Hope that it's not obvious
I got this morbid curiosity
Say you don't need
Every yesterday you spent without me
But all I can see
Are
Welcome to our nightmare
I'm in a nightmare and I can't escape
All the thoughts in my head have me going insane
I cannot erase morbid memories that bring
Morbid orbit, whirlwind
Crashing into everything
Solid ground sends its sympathy
Flying wild around
Bad frequency surrounds
Your morbid orbit ain't
the ruins in search of a retreat
Scarlet skies enclose this tomb where all existence lies
Morbid mutilations wail but no one hears their cries
Eternal
a forensic folly when in being born one dies
Birth and death in one fell breath, extract the corpse from her guts
The morbid birthing cavity is lavaged,
connection through blood makes me wonder
Can I take you down with me?
[ref.]
So you can dance the twisted dance
So you can sing the morbid songs
So you
fantasy?
These fictions so corporal so obtuse
Restricting me, frustrating me
The fictions so morbid seem foretold
Digging in the psyche
No theory,
MAKER?
WILL WE WALK INTO THE LIGHT?
ARE WE BORN INTO THE CONFLICT?
ARE WE ALL CONDEMNED TO FIGHT?
All shall end under morbid skies
On Judgement Day
Like modern morbid prophecies fulfilled.
Like biting on these bitter tasting pills.
And we're just heroes, And we're just heroes.
For the day.
To morbid discoveries
Morbid experiments
And sleeps the occult medicine
Studying the art of death to feel a morbid thirst
Old as the beginning of time
uses
Graven goulash, make it posh
Sanguine souffle, morbid maître d'
Gutted entrails brewing choice cuts
Ruptured pustules spewing
Immature
and cavity
Morbid fuckin' lust
Smell of death is what I need
Don't you mind the never ending
Fucking killing aich
Just you think of what a damned
Good
Death is over due
Nothing can save you
A morbid symphony
Hearing you lie there screaming
Taking life from you
Is all I wanna do
Desire so deranged
Death is over due
Nothing can save you
A morbid symphony
Hearing you lie there screaming
Taking life from you
Is all I wanna do
Desire so deranged
away from the guilty and proud
A shame how
I can't find a way to be healthy with quiet mind
Now it seems like I'm dying
(I can't cure the morbid
Drained of color
Coursing like a viscous river - Ghastly pallor
Tapping veins with morbid rigor - Drained of color
Fluids vacate your hollowed figure -
cry
Whoa it got morbid for a minute
Better aim again cause i am never finished
And I'm eyeing you baby see you eying me back
A random act of malice
until the dead
This message how can i send
We got beaches of dark sand
I'm bringing back the rock to the island
Like Morbid Death did one day
Im bringing
The Sentiments
That Are Transforming In Wickedness
'Cause Of That Morbid And Possessed Woman.
All Those Morbid And Possessed Women.
Now's He's Understanding
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