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Lyrics that conjure up visual horror
Hi everyone,
What lyrics and/or music have you ever heard that conjures up very imaginative visual imagery in your head? I have a few but here's one to start off: Orgasmatron - Motorhead. I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand My image is of agony, my servants rape the land Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore. I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate I am the politician, and I decide your fate I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down. |
Slayer - Cult
Oppression is the Holy Law In God I distrust In time His monuments will fall Like ashes to dust Is war and creed the master plan? The Bible's where it all began Its propaganda sells despair And spreads the virus everywhere Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscene Religion's a whore The pestilence of Jesus Christ There never was a sacrifice No man who upon the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious imbecility I've made my choice 666! Corruption breeds the pedophile Don't pray for the priest Confession finds the lonely child God preys on the weak You think your soul can still be saved I think you're fucking miles away Scream out loud, here's where you begin Forgive me Father for I have sinned! Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscene Religion's a whore The target's fucking Jesus Christ I would've lead the sacrifice And nailed him to the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious imbecility I've made my choice 666! Jesus is pain Jesus is gore Jesus is the blood That's spilled in war He's everything He's all things dead He's pulling on the trigger Pointed at your head! Through the fear you're sold into the fraud Revelation, Revolution, I see through your Christ illusion! The war on terror just drags along My war with god is growing strong His propaganda sells despair And spreads this violence everywhere Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscene Religion's a whore There is no fucking Jesus Christ There never was a sacrifice TO man upon the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious imbecility I've made my choice 666! |
Spooky huh? That's two with religious connotations already!!! :D
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Black Sabbath
I'll post the lyrics later. |
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Just a reflection
Just a glimpse Just a little reminder Of all the what abouts And all the might have Could have beens Another day Some other way But not another reason to continue And now you’re one of us The wretched The hopes and prays The better days The far aways Forget it It didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to It didn’t turn out the way you wanted it, did it? It didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to It didn’t turn out the way you wanted it, did it? Now you know This is what it feels like Now you know This is what it feels like The clouds will part and the sky cracks open And God Himself will reach His fucking arm through Just to push you down Just to hold you down Stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss And it’s hard to believe it could come down to this Back at the beginning Sinking Spinning And in the end We still pretend The time we spend Not knowing when You’re finally free And you could be But it didn’t turn out the way you wanted it to It didn’t turn out quite the way that you wanted it Now you know This is what it feels like Now you know This is what it feels like You can try to stop it but it keeps on coming |
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TOOL - Eulogy
He had alot to say. He had alot of nothing to say. We'll miss him. So long. We wish you well. You told us how you weren't afraid to die. Well then, so long. Don't cry. Or feel too down. Not all martyrs see divinity. But at least you tried. Standing above the crowd, He had a voice that was strong and loud. We'll miss him. Ranting and pointing his finger At everything but his heart. We'll miss him. No way to recall What it was that you had said to me, Like I care at all. So loud. You sure could yell. You took a stand on every little thing And so loud. Standing above the crowd, He had a voice so strong and loud and I Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so Eager to identify with Someone above the ground, Someone who seemed to feel the same, Someone prepared to lead the way, with Someone who would die for me. Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you fuckin lie. Don't you step out of line. Don't you fuckin lie. You've claimed all this time that you would die for me. Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy? You had alot to say. You had alot of nothing to say. Come down. Get off your fuckin cross. We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr. To ascend you must die. You must be crucified For your sins and your lies. Goodbye... |
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The Becoming....
I beat my machine it’s a part of me it’s inside of me I’m stuck in this dream it’s changing me I am becoming The me that you know, he had some second thoughts He’s covered with scabs, he is broken and sore The me that you know doesn’t come around much That part of me isn’t here anymore All pain disappears it’s the nature of my circuitry Drowns out all I hear no escape from this my new consciousness The me that you know used to have feelings But the blood has stopped pumping and he’s left to decay The me that you know is now made up of wires And even when I’m right with you I’m so far away I can try to get away but I’ve strapped myself in I can try to scratch away the sound in my ears I can see it killing away all my bad parts I don’t want to listen but it’s all too clear Hiding backwards inside of me I feel so unafraid Annie, hold a little tighter I might just slip away It won’t give up it wants me dead Goddamn this noise inside my head Mr Self Destruct I am the voice inside your head And I control you I am the lover in your bed And I control you I am the sex that you provide And I control you I am the hate you try to hide And I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self Destruct I speak religion’s message clear And I control you I am denial guilt and fear And I control you I am the prayers of the naïve And I control you I am the lie that you believe And I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self Destruct I am the needle in your vein And I control you I am the high you can’t sustain And I control you I am the pusher I’m a whore And I control you I am the need you have for more And I control you I am the bullet in the gun And I control you I am the truth from which you run And I control you I am the silencing machine And I control you I am the end of all your dreams And I control you I take you where you want to go I give you all you need to know I drag you down I use you up Mr. Self Destruct |
Purity - Slipknot
Slipknot - Purity Lyrics
Maze...psychopathic daze...I create this waste Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways...can't escape this place...I deny your face Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying Put me in a homemade cellar Put me in a hole for shelter Someone hear me please, all I see is hate I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it HANDS ON MY FACE OVER BEARING I CAN'T GET OUT HANDS ON MY FACE OVER BEARING I CAN'T Lost...ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed Learning from the rush, detached from such and such Bleak...all around me, weak...listening, incomplete I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging I am in a buried kennel I have never felt so final Someone find me please, losing all reserve I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying HANDS ON MY FACE OVER BEARING I CAN'T GET OUT HANDS ON MY FACE OVER BEARING I CAN'T You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see There is something in you I despise Cut me - show me - enter - I am willing and able and never any danger to myself Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain Or was my tolerance a phase? Empathy, out of my way I can't die I can't die I can't die I can't... die You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see There is something inside me You all stare, but you'll never see You all stare, but you'll never see There is something in you I despise despise despise Purity Purity Purity Purity Purity Purity Purity Purity This is one of my favorite Slipknot songs. I always picture a little boy getting buried alive underground. |
2 Minutes to Midnight - Iron Maiden
Kill for gain or shoot to maim But we don't need a reason The golden goose is on the loose And never out of season Some blackened pride still burns inside This shell of bloody treason Here's my gun for a barrel of fun For the love of living death. The killers breed or the demons seed The glamour,the fortune,the pain. Go to war again,blood is freedoms stain But dont you pray for my soul anymore. 2 Minutes to Midnight The hands that threaten doom. 2 Minutes to Midnight To kill the unborn in the womb. The blind men shout let the creatures out We'll show the unbelievers The napalm screams of human flames Of a prime time belsen feast...Yeah! As for the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy, We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies. The body bags and little rags of children torn in two And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you. As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song. To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun. Horrors of war?:) |
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Spooky lyrics and taut personal imagery. :D |
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