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Flesh On Command Check It Out - Ballistic Statues Rigor Mortis - Ballistic Statues Scandinavian Bellydance Burn Out Colonial Discharge Drinking Sand - Ballistic Statues Close Combat |
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This is when your flesh
Crimson and pale
Withers behind the blackened veil
The vacant flesh
A petrifying look, the choice is easy
The outcome always the same
The shortest way to cardiac arrest
The flesh that dreams are made of doesn't last
This when you turn
To sanctimonius rituals
the duty of the beast
Breath control
Sweat control
On command, catch and dive
Jump and dive,suck and blow
Shove and tow, kick and, on command
Scandinavian (4x)
The minute I'm coming, I'm up and about
I wanna tear your rhythm down
Your feet keep moving to the beat of the crowd
and I'd love to see you drown
I wanna lick your skin, I wanna suck it in
I wanna tear your rhythm down
Empty bottles and broken shells
I'm gonna hold you 'till you drop
Moving, falling, slipping fast
Your silk and purrin' voice won't last
The pounding in my veins won't stop
I wanna tear your rhythm down
Baby lies in bubbles
Floating on ice
Waiting for me to hold my breath
Looking for love and sudden death
Just let me wipe your sins of the face of the earth
I wanna tear your rhythm down
Scandinavian
Scandinavian
See her walking gently, down the street
Watch her slipping swiftly
She knows the whole damn world is watching her
She couldn't give, a hoot'n hell
She'll never make, the frontpage headlines
She knows the story, far too well
Burn out
Taking her chances
Burn out
Backward glances
Her hands still sticky, from the night before
What's the difference. It's all she's suited for
Dragging the relics of her, emotions down the street
Burned out memories from, between the sheets
Rien que rêves morcelées
Le désis, les fleurs maladives
Je ném Peux plus
Les gémissements dans les yeux révulsés
La vie dans les biotes D'ennui
La vie dans les boites D'envie
L'envie...
Under the incinerating sun,
the sweat of toiling bodies
on the pyramid building site...
The Smell of Buddha, Shiva, Osiris,
an intoxicating gas...
Diving in sand
Moving land
Buddha's not drinking sand
Colonial Discharge
The Smell of Buddha, Shiva, Osiris,
an intoxicating gas...
Drinking in sand
Heat like lead
Sacrifice set
Snakes are bread
Farao's breath
Tracks of mindless wanderers
under the desert sun
You tasteless wasted earth people
Crawling before selfdestructive deceit