1. |
An Ode to Angels
03:44
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I'm not afraid of death but living like dead
Your tears taste like rose water
If you want a kiss from the angel himself
Then you must be willing, one hundred per cent
But you don't know what the afterlife holds
Cry out in whimpers
And this is an ode to angels
I'll let out a sigh
A tear from the corner of my eye
But we both know
The angels have gone
And they're not coming back
No matter how much you
Cry and scream and plead and pray
And say you won't be bad again
//chorus//
This is an ode to angels
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2. |
How My Fingers Bleed
02:47
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I stole the tears of a angel
Put them on my windowsill in a glass vial
I stole the stars and the moon
And everyone weeped for eternity
And me, I'm a star thief
And how my fingers bleed
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3. |
Locust & Rose
01:46
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Locust and Rose went to the cemetery,
had a tea party,
and danced for money
They left that night
and got married under the moon
and took photos with a polaroid camera
They thought it was true love,
but it was not that,
it was just another adventure
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4. |
Tender
03:45
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Blood is pooling, drying sticky on my thighs
I pray for you to come and lick it off
and kiss me where I'm tender
At first the pain is unbearable
But then heaven takes over
Little angel, come kiss me on my tender thighs
I feel you hurting
I want to reach out and hold you, and help you but
I can't even help myself
I'm drowning in my own body
I need to find a home in your lonely souls
I fear you'll break me more
But I love you so
//chorus//
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5. |
Hollow (Doll)
02:16
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Fragile as Porcelain
My dress holds secrets in
Stitching together my limbs
I sang a hymn
And drill holes in my ribs
I'm already hollow as it is
Pull out my guts and
Instead fill me up
With wood shavings and cotton wool
Play with me like I'm a doll
(/Hold me, love me, I'm your doll)
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6. |
Barbara
03:45
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False god, high priest
Yetaxa
Falls into ruling easily
I thought I could change history
Barbara, Barbara
Barbara, Barbara
He knows the truth, he tries to poison me
I'll make him drink it too
I know I'm not the one who I said
But tell a soul and you'll end up dead
//chorus//
All I wanted was to stop the sacrifice
But you can't change and entire civilisation
And my beloved killed a man
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7. |
The Strange Breed
02:19
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Make me into a doll
Bury me whole
My laugh is not my own
I'm just a ghost
Grey and old
We were never cool,
Dancing beneath the stars and the moon
We are a strange breed
Pale babies,
Bruised and glittering
We were never cool,
Dancing beneath the stars and the moon
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The graves they sing me to sleep
They only let rotten little girls like me
Dance among the trees
Welcome to the Rotten Little Girls Club
Reserved only for the most rotten little girls
Living for nobody but me
Don't seem to be doing that either really
And when there's nothing left
What's the meaning?
//Chorus//
Just floating around like a ghost
Dismembered from my body
One day we'll meet my friend
Until then, let's be as rotten as can be
//Chorus//
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9. |
Exorcizamus Te
01:42
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Always on the road
Always spilling blood
You're my brother
And you're the only one left
I know I've done some bad things and I'm sorry
Let's keep fighting the good fight
Fighting the good fight
No matter how questionable our morality has become
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10. |
Devil Machine
03:22
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Bruise your legs, skin your knees
Break your fingers, pierce the skin
Pull your hair out of the follicles
Tomorrow you'll be all black and blue
This machine has a devil inside
The voice in my mind is getting tired
You don't want to know what goes on in this head
I'm surprised I haven't drawn blood yet
Tender legs and knees
Threatening words and faulty screens
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11. |
Afterlife
02:47
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When you're dead, there's nowhere left to go
No heaven or hell, just soil and clouds
You're just trapped in the ground
Your body infested with new life
And it's almost a comfort
Knowing there's no more sorrow
The dead no longer cry
You won't feel anything
The only ghosts reside in your mind
No sunken bodies left to find
They're all immersed in cold damp dirt
The voice still haunts and you still hurt
And it's almost a comfort
It's almost a comfort...
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12. |
Paradise Island
00:42
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