- Pig Destroyer
- Relase date:
- January 01, 1998
- Clean Plate Records
- Scott Hull
Explosions in Ward 6 tracks
To enter your thoughts for just a few seconds
As your pick their faith from your Teeth.
The obscene dance of your memories
What you touched and what you
Tore irreparbly screams in the chambers on the Cloth
In time perhaps something resembling guilt
Will finally devour You
Bitter aftertaste of every exploitation chokes me
Like a mouthful of spiders, crawling in or out
I don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
Of reflection upon what i stole from
A fifteen year old girl and not even a
Thousand seasons of rain could wash
My leprosy from her body.
3. YELLOW LINE TRANSFER
Playing the silent movie villain scrambling
To tie myself to train tracks.
praying for technicolor in the afterlife
I swear that eccentric on the street corner
Was talking about my world ending and now
I feel like I am being followed.
When I saw the little blonde girl reading
The book on horses and I wished her comatose
I began to feel sick but they tell me that I am better now
4. UNDER THE FINGERNAILS
You think i am listening but
I am really just watching the candlelight
between us dim, trying not to stare
At your forked tongue or the venom it drips.
I am content in the wooden half of ventriloquism
With fingers up the back of my shirt sifting through
The well-camouflaged maggots flakes of your urine taste
Like fairy dust when i allow my tongue to betray me
I consider myself lucky
To be destroyed by such elegance.
6. UNWITTING VALENTINE
The sunlight rips through the overcast
Skies of my concious. through the crack in the closet door
Warming the claw marks inside my eyelids
The puppet seems to have walked in on
His master untangling her strings but sometimes
When I am watching the silhoutte in her bedroom window
I think of leaning over her while
She sleeps and licking the heroin off her lips.
8. THREE SECOND APOCALYPSE
Tonight your decadence demands a sacrifice
But attrition never slowed you before
Stepping on faces, tripping over limbs,
Fighting the machine gun's attention as both halves
Of your friend lay in the background
You try to convince him
That you can always pry the jaws open at will.
Late term abortion three decades late be sure
To empty all ten commandments
Into his chest for only holy redneck terrorism can usher
In the second coming of the coat-hanger.
10. FINGERS IN THE THROAT
Long sleeved in the summer,again in our gray shirts,
Leaning against cinderblock walls,
We even hide from the other prey,
But as soon as the lioness comes we step forth
And present our throats,
Hoping this time it will be differ ent...
And then we Bleed again
11. MY FELLOW VERMIN
Burn the men of science who would trivialize
The collapse of a sun and kill these atheists
Who can only make their tears with thumbscrews
I cannot destroy my own life efficiently perhaps
Self-sabotage is high evolution
Such the delicate locust without your wings
Have you ceased to threaten me a hundred knifings later
There's so much blood so little of anything else
For you I played the endgame as the pawn toppled
For the queen's pleasure.
13. ONE FUNERAL TOO MANY
All star crossed and stary eyed innocence pulled away
By maturity's tide, lonliness as the void into
Which all this warped obsession is cast,
Shyness as the dam denying the river it's ultimate purpose,
Deafened by all the silent laughter
Under the whispered promises which rusted down to jagged
lies anyway. stab me again my sweet little murderer.
14. HIGHER FORMS OF PORNOGRAPHY
It flows like red lava upon a city of outstretched arms
Awaiting deliverance, awaiting rebirth as infestation
Beneath the skin of a goddess divinity
Through association crawling toward mirages
Of sand dunes and assembling puzzles with hammers.
The dolls may be fucking but the obscenity is mine alone.
I always thought it fitting the way
They chose the next victim with a
bouquet of dying flowers and how happy
They appeared as they ducked into the smiling hearse
But I quite fancied them losing their lifeblood
In a hotel room somewhere with a lot of palm trees
Because eventually they will see
That our weaknesses are all
It takes to make the most devine of flowers wither.
16. ALCATRAZ METAPHORS
While we used long fingernails
To carve epitaphs into the floor
You were scratching freedom from concrete living
In a world of gamblers and murder victims
I walk these corridors knowing of the net beneath
Your defiance has become legend within these walls
And we sit in our cells and hope you live enough life
For the rest of us who did not make it out.
17. FLESH UPON GEAR
Maudlin idea of government abolition noble
In intention absurb in lack of realism mirage
Of a sinister brain. trust our denial and desperation
Force it into existence we are outnumbered
Because we are the enemy. too numerous to pinpoint
Too powerful to vanquish and too apathetic
To reproach a gigantic flesh
And bone mechanization with it's gears all trying
To turn independently of one another by design destined
To run horribly amok
Young unicorns snatched
From the impossible skies precious horns,
I am left with horses revolting
In the normalcy shipwrecked by a face all sweet
And empty like a hollow candy or an ice cream smile
Licked down to a cigarette i promptly extinguished
In a dead infection a desk drawer full
Of blurry sunflowers
Under your bare feet are only symptomatic
Of the monster I have become.