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Crisis lyrics

Album: Deathshead Experience [1996]

Tracks10
 01  Working out the graves
 02  Wretched
 03  The watcher
 04  Deadfall
 05  Methodology
 06  Bloodlines
 07  Nowhere but lost
 08  Different ways of decay
 09  Prisoner scavenger
 10  2 minutes hate
all Crisis lyrics



Working out the graves
lay me down here, i've already dug my grave i'm ready..i'm not living anyway i
die in silence-i'm killing to tell the truth you destroy to meet your needs i'm
dying to speak to you no way out no way out. and you are more alive than me. no
way out no way out i open my eyes to see your darkness surrounds me diseased by
your own hand, wretched man you crowd the shadows of this tomb i occupy leave me
this your disease - i despise your passivity no way out no way out. the soul is
mine, and i've burned it already it's dead and it's empty. no way out no way out
I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON MY SIDE OF THE SWORD but this is where it ends laying down
my sword bowing down my head i'm empty. i'm weary. i'm disappearing. I THOUGHT
YOU WERE ON MY SIDE OF THE SWORD i wear this armour (mask) to hide me away from
you it's silver and white and it's melding into my bones i've got this darkness
in me no way out you need something i can't see no way out so unattached and
unafraid i am a child of rageback to top
Wretched
i'm so cold. nothing on the inside. so burn me so cold. no one to hold. so burn
this body i'm not feeling anymore. chilling, now i'm turning to stone. so burn
this wretched body angel ambrace this disheveled wretch. i am the thief who
hides the light beneath the filth of burning fingers smothered under not quite
drowning reaching over, not quite living this is the gravedigger who throws his
own body beneath the shit you tread carry me there, regret the life tarry onward
running away calloused these ribs hold no more than hollowness- a hole dug as my
grave, though i'm buried insode my head. already dead to your touch, to your
light. your eyes march forward with c o n d e m n a t i o n.. feel this solitude
burn with me.back to top
The watcher
i am part of the gate. cold hard rusted keeping the prisoner inside. i am just
an outline... disease starting down so deep eating its way out. this is where it
begins (secret captive sin) in a single rod of the iron gate rusted and no
longer serving its purpose i curve my posture, veil the reflections of
comprehension in eyes and breathe... and watch them participate in the movement
of the play while i am welded into the gate to watch them marching onward... i
am just an outline... travel onward through crevice of shallow space catch a
breath crawl onward travel onward through crevice of shallow space catch a
breath crawl onward searing in this i die, in the openness of wound.. i am part
of the gate. i am cold, i am rusted. i am the prisoner inside.back to top
Deadfall
denial of something you are the only statue left let the games begin(3x)... cold
and solid your stone is almost stronger than let the games begin(3x)...i am the
child of your emptiness, pieces stitched together with your bitterness. you're
standing by yourself you don't understand the mystery let the games begin(3x)...
i cannot feel, you never taught me that. kill me and hold me and break me from
falling. i'm feeling colder than- kill me and hold me and break me from falling.
i'm turning colder than-tearing away to reveal nothing inside to fill the
need-it's all now...breaking away from your stoneback to top
Methodology
has the light become part of the machinery? has the hand become part of the
disease? has the body become the unwilling vessel? hahahaha how simple to peel
away the skin and cut away the flesh. to discard and dispose or preserve of
brain, vertricle, heart, lungs..to be left with bones... stitching the pieces of
appendage of directed sight and speech. dictating placement of footsteps and
embrace. SERVE MY DESTINY SERVE MY PROPHECY SERVE MY FUTURE SERVE MY FUTURE the
master man maker; twitching the thread of a thigh bone, twisting the stitch of a
wrist moving toward its destiny... SERVE MY DESTINY/PROPHECY/ FUTURE(2x) beading
the twinkle of an eye to shine on only one truth. casting a lock of hair meant
to strangle the last bit of hope. YOU ARE THE MASTER YOU ARE THE DOLL MAKER YOU
ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR string them up to teach them your language YOU ARE THE
MASTER YOU ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR hahaha an individual with choices to make you
are not. you merely play into my hands, the web i weave. i twist you in like a
fly. and you no longer think. and you no longer feel. and this is the dance you
do. and this is the dance you do. building the confines of trust and obedience,
housing the weakness of winged spirits and capture the mystery of otherness. YOU
ARE THE MAN MAKER YOU ARE THE WILL BREAKER YOU ARE THE LIFE TAKER cage them up
to keep them from falling out of line puppet strings begin to twist. a master
hand..do you know who i am? SERVE MY DESTINY. SERVE MY PROPHECY. SERVE MY
FUTURE. this garden breeds the yellow pestilence of wicked fingers at work among
the living. branches are broken for posture and structure of spineless cloth
sacks of arms and legs and face and neck of the master's creation.back to top
Bloodlines
i want to hate you. i want to knife you. i want to kill you. you made me this.
you ended me this way. i live in this house in the name of suffering. i am the
darkness. i live in the river, but i can't get myself clean- i'm as tainted as a
bloody fucking broken bottle. you made me this. you ended me this way. i am
dead. i am numb. and i walk in this world of the living. i am weary of this
world. in my life. i fuck the hours of death. and i blindfold you. with the
blackness of my breath. i want to hate you. i want to knife you. i want to keep
you away from me. this is me. what you did to me. this is my life, this is what
i do to you. this is you. i piss all over you. this is me, you cannot break me.
i've already broken myself, i've already buried myself. i will destroy you. i'll
kill the beast in you. i am going to hate you. i am going to knife you. i am
going to kill you. i hate you. now i am this. now you've ended me this way. now
i am this. now you've ended me this way.back to top
Nowhere but lost
imagine to set one fire burn out the infection spread the ruin end the tyrrany i
saw you shut out the light tape the black fabric over your eyes and this is the
way you see there's a war going on insde me let me go down... your diseased hand
touches my mouth and the words and fingers rot and curl and wither there's a
hollowness that festers there let me go down... i'm in the need to cut you to
pieces. twist the lids of your blinded vision. i'm in the need to dismember the
ruinous joints of you i'm in the need for slaughter- i've got the taste of blood
on my tongue... picking at the skin offering no protection i'm bared down to the
wires leave me this tarnished key to lock and silence i need to be filled up
with light hope is sunken like my blackened eyes i've lost this breath withering
solace the ghost came to carry me home...back to top
Different ways of decay
i think i'm rotting on the inside. way down deep inside my soul.. i've built
this little coffin that i live in every day. i peek out every day or so to see
those ghosts at play. i've got my knife right by my side. i keep it warm, i hold
the blade. i want to keep watch, keep hold.. for when they come to take my soul
away. i've got this fear living inside me. it keeps me crippled and cold. like a
child i lie frozen. i hope these arms won't reach out and take hold. there's
blood on my face it keeps me warm at night..back to top
Prisoner scavenger
i am not what you think you see. one of the hunted. i am a ghost living in this
walking death. one of the hunted. i am game to the most vicious prey. one of the
hunted... sunrise and deathset, mind rots in to capture the soul. cage(ing) me,
suck the life from my veins. swallow your own breath, this is my fist in your
gut. collapsing now, this is the sound of my cracking bones. no insides left in
this body-i've let 'em all slip away. can't find the right sustenance-don't need
it anyway. i sleep in this bed of misery. and i wake paralyzed underneath the
shadows. i have no face, only the scar of your hatred. this womb leaves me as
one of the hunted. i am the fire burning in the hollow land. i walk in the
battle underneath your empty pretense of pain. and i'll wear to the world my
gravestone...this womb leaves me as one of the hunted. i am one of the hunted.back to top
2 minutes hate
now just where the fuck have i gone. the days feel so old and cracked and your
eyelids close-you shut me out. got run over by your words today, and everyone's
a hazy shade of gray. and i don't know who i am anymore, don't know where i'm
coming from, don't know where i'm going to but i kinda want to hate you. i'm
screaming till my bones break, but you swear you didn't even hear a whisper. i'm
always left to pick up your pieces. a room of gold and you see red. what is
there left that i can believe in...this so useless so dead and so ugly your eyes
so disgusting so hating degrading...a room of gold and you see red. what is
there left that i can believe in... now just where the fuck have i gone. the
days feel so old and cracked and your eyelids close-you shut me out. and just
where did i get lost. where did you go and where have i gone. it's back to me
again. hair as fire. eyes as sharp as switchblades breathing death into my arms.
fingers dripping scarlet.. what is there left that i can beleieve in.. i am so
numb. i can't feel anything anymore. i am trapped in a shell and i can't feel
anything anymore. i am so numb. ican't feel anything anymore.i can't feel me. i
can't see me. i can't feel me...back to top
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