1. |
Merge For The Kill
00:52
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Like it or not, we're allies now against a common foe
I possess that which you most fear
I would have waited an eternity for this
With this, I will make you my slave
This is bad comedy
Merge for the kill
I belong to nobody
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2. |
Castrated
01:30
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Shave my head
Strangle me with my own hands
Sexless sex
Smothering mother hole
Castrated
Seal my skin
Tear my tongue out with your teeth
Enclose my flesh
When I'm fucked I bleed
Castrated
Tie me to the chair
Hallelujah
Domesticate
Deep vein thrombosis
Smother and castrate
Marriage symbiosis
Hallelujah
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3. |
America
00:59
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Ravishing hyperrealism
Ecstatic asceticism
Multi-process tracking shot
Mind blowing
Interactive multi-dimensionality
Multi-process tracking shot
Mind blowing
Western Digitals
Bodybuilding Incorporated
Mileage unlimited
Channel zero
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4. |
Inhaling
02:21
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Tongue and teeth
Sucking and speech
Dirty heat
Sweat, shit, bleed
Receive, repeat
Choke when you breathe
Pleurisy
Kiss me laughing
Death is inhaling
Dance like an angel in death's gaping mouth
Feet falling weightless on thick sordid tongue
Stay down here stay
Sink into the clay
Time, filth and pain
Defeat and shame
Dance in flame
Ash, earth and flame
Female brain
Glowing grace
Receive inhale
Love of life
Repeat exhale
You're alive
Rise
Speak wild words without thinking
Rise
Will you dance inside defeat
Rise
White white light, bleeding, bretahing
Rise
Glory glory holy holy
Kiss me laughing
Death is inhaling
Dance like an angel in death's gaping mouth
Feet falling weightless on thick sordid tongue
Stay down here stay
Sink into the clay
Time, filth and pain
Defeat and shame
Living magnesium
You are the hot white sun
Dancing fearless in wet stinking maw
Breathing heartbeat
Hot moving meat
Love of life
You're alive
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5. |
Lord Money
02:14
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Lord Money
I kneel before you
Swallowing, worshipping, swallowing
Every drop of dirt
The taste will never leave my mouth
Galvanised
The salted iron smell
Orgasmic, corrupt
I'll force myself lower
I'll suck shit off your fingers
Lord Money
Orgasmic, corrupt
I'll force myself lower
I'll swallow my tongue
Lord Money
Moloch
Mephistopheles
Money
Lord Money
For the honour, the privilege
The opportunity to debase myself
I count my worth in your sacred language
Ten, twenty, fifty
Consume
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6. |
Flesh In My Grip
02:29
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I scrawled drunkenness and meaningless love
On the soft white spaces of your body
My smear
Skin graffiti
Brazen upon your innocence
Touching
Language bruise
Touching
Take possession
Touching
Language bruise
Touching
Flesh in my grip
My name became a stupid cheap arabesque
Inscribed clumsily on your young breasts
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7. |
Drown
01:58
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Never speak
If your move your bleed
Never breathe
Time will dull the need
Dark matter
Fluid, tumour
Thick liquid
Shadow choking
Drowning, drowning
Ocean filling
Surrounding
Speak
Bleed
Breathe
Need
Drowning, drowning
Ocean filling
Surrounding
Lungful
Rattle
Lungful
Clot
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8. |
Hands
04:05
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Light is like water
Cool and clear
A distant river
A voice I cannot hear
When I felt weak
I dreamt that you were found
And though you didn't speak
You touched my hand
I want to stand in your light
The rain is falling
Nobody's talking
The sunlight's grey
Today
It's not asking much
For you to save from the cold
These hands that touch
But cannot hold
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9. |
Un Chanson Pour Moi
00:11
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Ich bin wunderbar
Ich bin toll
Boku wa itchy bun desu
Maidschen mir kussen zoll
Boku wa itchy bun desu
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Mouth UK
Mouth was an experimental grind/noise project of brothers Alex and Thew Adams, active between 2005 and 2007. The sound incorporated elements of grindcore, noise, metalcore, post-metal, and whatever genre Swans is.
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