Blood in my mouth, blood in my mouth
Don’t you try to kiss me when there’s blood in my mouth
Blood on my face, blood on my face
Don’t you take pictures when there’s blood on my face
Blood on my hands, blood on my hands
Don’t you like it better when there’s blood on my hands
You could be sweet, baby, you could be kind
But you ain’t no friend, no, you ain’t no friend of mine
Ain’t no friend of mine, you Read more…
Hold my hand, little one, the feeling is slipping away
We’ve come so far you know, God, how I wish I could stay
Hold my hand, little one, the feeling is coming again
We’ve got so far to go just when it feels like the end
Sing out, sing for the wounded heart
Sing for the lives we’ve lost
Sing out, sing for the blood of man
Poured out at such a cost
Sing out, baby, baby, I don’t understand
The flowers that you place Read more…
High in the hills there’s an angel and the ghost in chains
Here in your arms there’s a desert where it always rains
As your legs begin to spread, how I wish I was not dead
Standing backwards to the blood of man
Babies in jars, luxury cars, seasons that don’t come true
Happiness waits outside the gates, watching each thing we do
Ocean mother, ocean child, are you mine or are you wild?
Are you calling for the blood of man?
I’ll keep Read more…
Lights in the city, they go down in the city
And there ain’t nobody there to ..
Lights in the city, they go down in the city
And there ain’t nobody there to ..
Looking for you, why won’t you show?
Waiting for you, well, it’s a city of ghosts
City of ghosts
Lights go down, they go down in the city
And there ain’t nobody there to fuck me
Lights go down, they go down in the city
And there ain’t nobody there to cut Read more…
When I got home there was blood on the door.
I saw you lying on the kitchen floor.
I ran down the hall and when I saw what he did
and found our little bitty baby lying dead in her crib.
There’s a black wind blowing.
Oh, there’s a black wind blowing.
There’s a black wind blowing outside our gates
trying to blow this place into outer space.
There’s a black wind blowing.
I didn’t bother picking up the phone.
I’m gonna get there first, I Read more…
My Enemy
I redefine my own rules and I’m driven by an animal drive.
I feel they were hostile towards me.
I avoid the other people.
All these contradictions make me want to kill.
I want the good and I see the evil.
I can’t stay without saying.
Look in my eyes and see the strength of my fight.
Money and power destroys us.
No matter, all these rules are imposed on me.
Look in my eyes; the power of rage.
Many men die while others grow Read more…
