We’ve all gone crazy lately
My friends out there rolling round the basement floor
And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye
Beautiful yet dangerous
Thermogenic luminous
Like a moth drawn to a flame, I’m the same
All cremated equally
Oh love, like a screaming flower
Love…dying every hour…love
You don’t know if it’s fear or desire
Danger the drug that takes you higher
Head in heaven, fingers in the mire
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
I’m the devil, I love metal!
Check this riff, it’s fucking tasty
I’m the devil, I can do what I want,
Whatever I got, I’m gonna flaunt,
There’s never been a rock off that I’ve ever lost
I’m a loser
And I’ve lost someone who’s dear to me.
I’m a loser
And I’m not what I appear to be.
Lost
On a painted sky
Where the clouds are hung
For the poet’s eye
You may find him
If you may find him
Purple haze, all in my brain
Lately things they don’t seem the same
Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
I’ll have a Blue Christmas without you
I’ll be so blue thinking about you
Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me
Blue Christmas, all the paper, tinsel and the fal-de-ral
Blue Xmas, people trading gifts that matter not at all
What I call
Fal-de-ral
Bitter gall…Fal-de-ral
Blue don’t forget the word I warned you
Oh Blue don’t let them push you don’t let them destroy you
Meanwhile I’m searching with my brain blown eyes
See the world through my dirty lonely mixed up mind
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
Didn’t know just what I had
But, honey, now I do
And don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes blue
The spice melange, it’s so cinnamon sweet,
I put it on most everything I eat.
It’s addictive, too,
And don’t it make my brown eyes blue.
Wings of pain reach out for you
His face of death staring down, your blood’s running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of the mutants he’s creating
Pathetic harmless victims left to die
Rancid Angel of Death
Flying free
Cutting razors sounding violence
Recalling cutthroats razor sin
You’ve gone to far
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
My dawnrazor’s falling brush the sun
My dark angel has fallen brush the sun
Fly on your way, like an eagle
Fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle
Fly and touch the sun
And you can cage the songbird
But you can’t make her sing
And you can trap the free bird
But you’ll have to clip her wings
Cause she’ll soar like a hawk when she flies
But she’ll dive like an eagle when she dies
God blessed His son
He sent him His love
On the wings of a dove
On the wings of a snow-white dove
He sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove
Take time for your pleasure
And laugh with love
Take the hand of another
And sing for the wings of a dove
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all Thy quick’ning powers;
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours.