A Friend in Need...Is a Friend to Kill (2006)

Recorded at Filthy Hands (Cleveland, OH).

Recorded and mixed by Thomas Shaffner
 

1. Rancid Whore Tied to a Bedpost with Barbed Wire and Covered in Battery Acid

Drop dead, bitch

The camera pans to rope and barbed wire covered with the color of crimson

Maggot-infested mattress where you are bound and gagged
Forced face down

Slowly growing puddle of blood that is steadily dripping...

Receive a cleansing from all of your sins

In a dirty room that's barely lit

Bleed! No one is around to hear you scream

Bleed! No one is around to hear you scream

Shut the whore up, Sew her mouth shut, Blade graze the skin, On your knees--worship me

Shut the whore up, Sew her mouth shut, Blade graze the skin, On your knees--worship me

Shut the whore up, Sew her mouth shut, Blade graze the skin, On your knees--worship me

Shut the whore up, Sew her mouth shut, Blade graze the skin, On your knees--worship me

You will endure this unique torture

Very sick and twisted

It will slow to a fatal ending

You will endure this very intense death

Then splashes of battery acid melt your skin away

Untraceable remains of you, you knew you were going to lose

I will enjoy this.  I will--ENJOY!

Drop dead, bitch

The sign of your bloody remains splattered on the wall

Drop dead, bitch

The smell of burning flesh is overwhelming the air

Drop dead, bitch

The fact that no one will ever possibly find you

Drop dead, bitch

2. Pray for the Living, Envy the Dead

Force fed, Mislead, More dead, We're next
What they should've done was shoot the fucker in the head
No seatbelt and we are spinning out of control
Catastrophic as we watch the rising death toll
Manmade disease made by our own airborne,
Blood borne, sold for war zone
Now that you know you should keep your fucking mouth shut
Double standard, either way, your fucking throat's cut
Why bother asking when your voice is fucking silenced?
Assassination for unnecessary violence
Anticipation for the aftermath
Or will it never end?

Anticipation for the aftermath

Or will it never end?

Anticipation for the aftermath

Or will it never end?
I am all ears
I am all eyes
I am still mind
I am all yours 'til death
I am all ears
I am all eyes
I am still mind
I am all yours 'til death

3. Coffin Birth

Headlong to death, grave made of flesh
Blue in the womb, infinite doom
God help me now, I can't help what I've become
God save them now, I can't help what they've become
So end this now before it even begins
Destroy all life before it takes its first breath
Murdering...
Some things are just left unsaid
There is just no love left
It is so concerning to know your life will be ending
The beauty lies within the brutality of a premature drowning
Why are you convusling and seizuring some damn violently?
Don't fight this
Relax and breathe, let your death come on naturally
The beauty lies within the brutality of a premature drowning
Don't fight this
Relax and bleed, let the death come so natuarally
I can feel your pulse is stopping
As I feel my own pulse pounding
As I killed them, Should I let 'em die slow?
Ruined
I ruined you

4. Stress the Violence

This is ugly face of truth
You get a fortune, all it says is, "Fuck you"

And the stress has razor-sharp claws
Needle-thin, injected into the veins
Complicated human circuitry

Something untune, I could never see
Infultrates the heart, Deteriorates the mind
No choices left, sporacity is blind
Overflowing hate for any specimen
Categorized as humankind
And then you tear it down--make it stop
Then you tear it down--make it stop

Come on
See the violence everyday, Capitalizing on the pain

They won't stop, 'til we bleed

This song's for everybody

Feel the violence in the air
See the violence on TV
Most of them are just 18
They're dying for this country

New America is not safe
When a rockstar is killed on stage

Murders happen everyday
Your death is just a breath away

You try to make it stop, But it only grows

Try to make it stop--what we need is more
Violence in here

Spare nobody's life in the crowd
Fists fly, noses break

Bodies stacked on top of bodies
Teeth shatter, LImbs break

Nobody's leaving with their worthless life

Puncture-wound fest
Push and shove 'til the room is filled with blood

You're not safe in your home
You're not safe at a show
You're not safe in your state
In this country filled with hate

5. Rag Full of Ether

Irrigation of my hatred, Smells so sweet just like the ether
Crouched and still within the shadows
My sights set on your blindside

You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it
Do you feel this?  You won't feel this.  Do you feel this?  You won't feel again

You pass out from inhalation
Fully subdued from the intense

Fumes patient and calm within

The shadows of my revenge unfolds on your blindside
You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it, You don't get it
Do you feel this?  You won't feel this.  Do you feel this?  You won't feel again

Tying the tourniquet tight to stop you from all loss of blood

Puncture your throat, waving the salt

Just to wait to watch you...

To watch you wake with a knife in your throat
As you lay there and bleed, My project is complete
As you lay there and bleed, My art is released

As you lay there and bleed, My project is complete
As you lay there and bleed, My art is released

6. Guilt with a Hammer

Become a liar, you'll fall

Look back at the night, Realize you fell
You hit the ground, broke your back

But you couldn't tell
Now it is time to look back at life and realize it's time to move on

No doubt in sight, Claiming your life
Realize when you're gone

Rise to the top, Don't expect to fall
Prejudge your life, You're not fooling them all
Rise to the top, Don't expect any help

And I know it is not my fault

And I know it is not my fault
And I know it is not my fault
And I know it is not my fault
And so she wanted it, and so she bled
And so she wanted it, and so she bled

And so she wanted it, and so she bled
And so she wanted it, and she bled
Guilt with a hammer, An effigy of failure
Guilt with a hammer, An effigy of failure

7. Impossible Art of Levitation

Think about it forever, The end result is never
Think about it forever, The end result is never

Have you ever even tried it?
Have you ever even tried it?

Have you ever even tried it?

Have you ever even tried it?
Morally, a metaphoric "High as Hell" location
Standing up to fall back down, constant repeat equation
Therics tested, re-releasing all my damned frustrations
Mind control right along with public intoxication
Your chances are better, now than ever
Your chances are better, now than ever
An empty room--a blank page to re-write myself
Explain this wealth of my addictions
You cannot choose it, it only chooses you--and you will lose every time

You cannot choose it, it only chooses you--and you will lose every time

You cannot choose it, it only chooses you--and you will lose every time
You cannot choose it, it only chooses you--and you will lose every time

You cannot choose it, it only chooses you--and you will lose every time

8. Assassination Will Save This Nation

One day, your fucking reign will end--we will prevail
Too long that you have fucked us over--your life will end
This is your voice of reason
It's telling me to kill
Erase you and your inhumane ethics--no more
Your greed will fucking catch up with you--you'll bleed for us
Escape the threat of dictatorship
Kill you.  End it all.  End this mess.
Assassinate all of our fears
Assassinate all of our fears
Assassinate all of our fears
Assassinate all of our fears
Someday, someone is gonna put you into your place--your grave
Someday, someone is gonna put you into your place--your grave
Pray for it! Pray for it! Pray for it!  Pray for it!

Someday, someone is gonna put you into your place--your grave
Someday, someone is gonna put you into your place--your grave
Pray for it! Pray for it! Pray for it!  Pray for it!
Pray for it! Pray for it! Pray for it!  Redemption!
The only way to survive, It's every man for himself
Or is that not what you have taught us?
It's the new world you've made that will kill you

Killing you, Killing you, Killing you, Killing you
 

Kitchen
::Knife::
Conspiracy