| of Montreal – Gelid Ascent Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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You are what parasites evolved from Still an unanswered question You are the refuse energy from a superior form ... Unavoidable, but of no influence One last thing you must understand To be dead is to be confused, to be mistaken You speak to me like the anguish of a child dosed in flames You speak to me like the stones that bash in his skull and brains exposed It's always been the same, 200 thousand years of viciousness The violent autism of our suborned, oblique, cracked out species You speak to me like the rifles that annihilated his face You speak to me in a voice so dry and calm and impassive yeah but really what do you know You know nothing of the impuissance of empathy, the straight wretchedness of abandonment The dehumanizing press of love Oh you speak to me |
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| of Montreal – Malefic Dowery Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Once more I turn to my crutch for counsel and it won't disappoint me I know it's the shadow cast by what's looming and not the thing in itself that engenders fear |
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| of Montreal – We Will Commit Wolf Murder Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Something's terrorized my psyche to get even, Lately you're the only human I believe in. I've tried to understand his logic but there's just no pattern there, No sympathetic voices anywhere. There's blood in my hair I'm considered ugly from every angle, You're the only beauty I don't wanna strangle. Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? "Yes we hear but we don't care" No sympathetic victims anywhere There's blood in my hair I wanna get all fucked up and tell you how I really feel 'Cause your vibrant blackness coco augury is so unreal When I die I want you to die too, Not trying to stay in this or any dimension without you, Spit on this planet without you. I envy you 'cause you can believe in things like I never could And not dose yourself into a coma over the bestiality of our race Or lament our descent into some ancient reptilian form like an agnostic transubstantiation, You wanna know what that is? Use your imagination (sell it) They paralyzed my psyche to get even, Lately you're the only dancer I believe in I'm a butcher now with blood in my hair, no sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair Anti-human armies spring from every angle, You're the only soldier I don't wanna strangle I can see it's a dolorous fate "So don't expect us to cooperate" Anyway, it's five lives too late and there's blood in my hair My head is a most obliging harbor for this illusion Will these Irish eyes be stung by tears of confusion Will you meet the common end to your odd shaped mission, no it isn't true I don't believe in that kind of god but still, I pray for you We will produce vanity holocausts We will commit acts of misery We will weaponize sightless innocents Then, we will forget Someone's terrorized my psyche to get even, Lately you're the only human I believe in I suffered pompous death to find her kingdom razed Cherub corpses in the vapor, martyrs wrapped in butcher paper If I'm a monster possessed to mangle, You're the only dancer I don't wanna strangle Can't you hear me crying out for guidance? "Yes we hear but we don't care" There's no sympathetic voices anywhere There's blood in my hair I saw you laughing but tomorrow you'll say you were there You looked at me in disgust, girl, why should I care? There's blood in my hair |
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| of Montreal – Plastis Wafer Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| I know, that's one of my favorite lines in this song :) | |
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