The Great Mechanical Pig

I'll shed all of this world from my skin like a cheap suit
before I return to the dirt from which I came
Consumers betrothing ignorance
the queen of armageddon
her mascara matches her black heart
she's giving birth to another dead planet
when hate becomes your life you will die
agony is all you'll know unless you can  kill off your pride
One day a light will shine upon the darkness
and the accuser will hang by his serpent tongue
Tangled in evil the world chokes itself
When I get my new body I'm going to eat the old one
I'll shed all of this world from my skin
before I return to the dirt from which I came
I stand face to face with my hated enemy
I look in his eyes
destined for the flames is my only enemy
I see his demise
lies whispered from machines
you sold your soul for a dollar sign
one day your filthy lips will be shut
one day your words will become silent
In your eyes I can see the reflection of
buzzards circling overhead


Exploding Horse

Windows fogged with criminals breath
pierced by the light of an eclipse
patriotic tongues building better destruction
while the sales pitches flood
while the ignorance of man floods
building caskets out of televisions
televisions
children brainwashed to purchase
luxury is idolized
boxed in a digital maze
stop building a society based on what you purchase
condemned by technology everyone is the same now
cut the ties of this murder web
war
its just a plague
war becomes the soul of man
evil politicians affianced to destruction
I won't buy
my disposition becomes your demise
in politics, wicked politics
I won't buy your plagued life


Bullet Proof Fridge

Mistress of venus birthing robots in the nations
riding a dead horse
turning the people on one another
she is a sickness
a plague of wretchedness created by the hands
of madmen
face the oppositions torture
they must feed on homegrown bullets
keep shopping for a new life
the locusts of carpathia spread lies expecting change
the eggs of prophecy hatching in time
professing doom
doom
kiss the ghost
mother ships landing
open doors for mass destruction
the people scatter
running from this revolution
awake in terror, its just a dream
cadavers rising from the grave so they can feed
they crave no flesh just money
money equals life
I will not bow to a system of evil or ignorance
Find me in a hive of peace
I face no opposition that's made of flesh (I face none)
I face no opposition that's made of  flesh (made of flesh)
If I fall I will rise again


Char king Imperia'l

Recycled human beings
holly wood blows you a kiss before you're caught by the noose
your rebellion is hanging in your closet waiting for the weekend
your words spark controversy your tongue spits lies
and your mouth burns
your mouth is burning with the cry for attention
I don't need an Image to tell me who I am
strung up like puppets
possessions dig your grave


Turbo Tommy

Cyanide warfare worth nothing
paid for progress churns my gut
all alone, your sitting there contemplating your existence as a punchline
looks like the joke's on you
joke's on you
plastic faces of an angel I can't believe your not human
the rich and greedy win the selfish contest
the champ returns once again
I try to watch t.v. but all it does is rot my mind
this device is taking over my mind
tragedy just in reach of my fingertips
science fiction or the truth?
will they listen to the truth?
moral rapist burn it down
obey the square
no, I refuse. I'm no statistic for the garbage of america
burn it
burn


Land of the manatees

There's nothing you can do about my swords wrath
I shall slay Malth and his blood will be on the ground
I am fearless, I am a warrior
evil birds soar the sky and some fat guy riding a jet pack, they'll die
with this sword as my weapon I'll avenge my dead father
there is nothing you can do about the wrath of my sword
my enemies try
Malth lays defeated he's speaking of my father
he says he lives
this game sucks



Queen of the parasites

She sits on a throne that's made of
the exoskeletons of all her defeated foes
past wars have molded her power into a monarchy
soon she will be unstoppable
infesting her way to the top
queen of the parasites
causing all to rot
her kingdom is rich with carcasses
for all of the peasants and all the drones
to eat and gain there strength
so they can build her towers
evil larvae fill the palace
they are being birthed for the wars to come


What in tarnation's a skyscraper?

Cursed is this flesh that cocoons my soul
so I pray to never be its slave again
the needles twist in the eyeless doll of winter
disrupting the seasons
her womb holds a frozen tundra
open your eyes and face what you've done
plaguing the earth through hands of mankind
blind hunter
blind prey
another day inside this evil circus
nothing promising from lips of politicians
evil festering in cash
is this your life?
no foundation
play stupid
play stupid
play stupid
play stupid
my anchor is gone I sleep without your nightmare
with burdens dissolved my heart is a universe


Frozen Head

My undead eyes have seen the ugliness of it all
shunned by the masses and shunned by the outside world
I lay wading in my own decomposition
I'm waiting to arise with rotting hands
To sleep no more amongst the bones of man
we are a commune of decay
hidden from a mainstream infection
defacing the surface of mankind


Operation mountain thrust

The shell of everything I am grows nauseous
at the site of talk show garbage
another bastard is conceived everyday
why
suffocate every place that evil dwells in
make your mind not its home
liars surrounding me
I'm paranoid, I can't breathe
I am no slave to this agony anymore
I am free
I watch the sheep and wonder why
the slaughter is the path they choose
why
change is on its way its going to kick you in the face
robots destroyed by their creation


Blonde Mustache

Your songs a splinter in my thoughts
digging its way to my hatred
payola virus
decaying divas singing for fifteen minutes
fame is a plague
your lyrics are bullets regurgitated
blindly in crowds to find a nest
I can't escape this audio rape
I am the arsonist that burns your bandwagon
I am the harvester of decay
There must be an obliteration of this trend
stop breeding xeroxed leeches
stop polluting the underground
formulated
worthless stars
idolized
just keep sucking
keep on planting your seeds of corrosion
they will only take root on the weak
worthless stars just keep sucking


John Baton

Carving destinies in the universe
wearing light as a veil and
hiding from time
age is a twisted pig humming the chorus to
my demise
reversing my birth
conceiving me in an ancient tomb with satellite ovaries
my flesh falls like snow onto the planet I've created
making deserts for parasites to lay eggs in
I'll bury my evil twin in a wasteland of corpses of my clones
hour glass sands hissing a ballad to sleeping statues
put to rest by a gypsy pregnant with dead stars