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GRAVEYARD RODEO LYRICS
"Sowing Discord In The Haunts Of Man" (1993)
1. Behind Enemy Lines
2. My God
3. Marduk
4. Internal Damage
5. Bad Seed
6. Cell XIII
7. The Truth Is In The Gas Chamber
8. Future Of The Carcass
9. Kommon Knowledge
10. Graveyard Rodeo
1. Behind Enemy Lines
Behind enemy lines I'll take cyanide
Before I give myself up
I was sent to drop B.Z on them
Behind enemy lines
Don't need no information
Don't matter anyway you'll all fucking die
Hitman for assassination
Behind enemy lines
My job is to dodge the bullets
Never get caught
Political maneuver
Secret operation
Enemy lines
Music by Scanlan, Fucich
Lyrics By McAuley
1981
2. My God
My god where are you
I want to have my rites
My god who are you
It doesn't seem quite right
Crawl in the bottle
Pickled scriptures
Preserved by pictures
Nowadays what is real
Nowadays what can we feel
Guardian angel is on the run
Who will deliver us
To the promised one
My god where are you
You've gone and left me
What shall I do
Why have you forsaken me
I'm down here on my knees
Why beg for your mercy
Give it give it give it to me
I need your righteous hand
Lead me to the promised land
Safe from iniquity
Oh my god can you help me
I stand here alone in this place
God only knows
Trapped in my self torment
Lack of sense or judgment
(Chorus)
My god save me, my god save me
Hear my plea, My god save me
My god save me
Amen..evil from us deliver
Temptation into not us lead
And, us against trespass who those
Forgive we as, trespasses
Our us forgive and..bread aily
Our day this us give
Heaven in is it earth on
Done will be thy, come kingdom
Thy, name thy be hollow
Heaven in art who father our
Christened with the boiling oil
My flesh falls onto the floor
My blood spilled with sins of greed
I beg to my god on my knees
Everyone will pass this judgment
In the case of all who have been
The lily's of the field
Neither toil nor spin
Who is my god what is religion
Who is my god what is religion
Music by Scanlan
Lyrics by McAuley, Fabra
1986
3. Marduk
(His number is X)
Do you know who you're running from
Do you think you can live that long
There's no way to get away
"They've come to take your skull"
Head hunters on the roam
Doing what they do most
Decapitation is their way
There's no way to be saved
Your life will be over soon
Here comes the hand of doom
To take you from your body
It'll be awful bloody
Can you see his spirit kills
Living on a deadly thrill
He is the lord of the ancient ones
This will be his time to come
Suffer in the fields you
Meek children of earth
You stand before him
He has returned
The god of Jupiter is
Lord of magician's
We all have a number his number is X
No way to get away
No way to be saved
Your life will be soon
Here comes the hand of doom
To take you from your body
It'll be awful bloody
(Marduk)
Music by Scanlan, Fucich
Lyrics by McAuley
1985
4. Internal Damage
Do you want to see my fucking brains on
Side of the wall don't trust or speak with
Them
Your mind is ours, the time is at hand, the
Time now is fleeting sands have run out
This day is done
What you've got? Internal Damage
I've seen the light, a sign from above
Beware to all, the time has come reckoning
Day it is here death awaits in
Eternal hell their right there for you
"Internal Damage"
I cry the unheard sound without question I
Know now they have sent me to my fate I
Shall die on this giving day like a rat on a
Wheel goes nowhere, stagnation, futile.
Exhaustion, I go nowhere, I go nowhere
Music by Scanlan, Fucich
Lyrics by McAuley
1983
5. Bad Seed
You're deceived, you're such a bad seed
You're deceived, you're such a bad seed
You're deceived, you're such a bad seed
"You're deceived"
Well you think you're something
Down out of your mind
Pushing after for the longest time
Can I kill her, no I can't
I feel sensations like someone
Pulled the plug
"They're looking for you"
You look at me and all I see is a spot
For your face
What is it, what can I see
Look at the backwards sign
What do you see in my mind
You're deceived....can I kill them
Do you think so....why am I such a mess
It always gets me....I don't know
You're fuckin deceived...see me now
Music by Fucich
Lyrics by McAuley
1983
6. Cell XIII
Satan to me would be god
If you strangle one, stab another
One you cut up, one you don't
I'm in the thought of piece on earth
I'm in the thought of piece on earth
He was a sacrifice, I was to murder 3
Million people (The planet earth)
He was a sacrifice to see if I could
Murder one of my own
At the end of murdering all the
People on earth
I was going to murder my own family
And then fake my own life and
Become god
Well last March 11th I was
Hallucinating and took a razor
Blade and I cut a man's throat
Music by Scanlan and Fucich
Lyrics by Manson, Lucas and Kallinger
1985
7. The Truth Is In The Gas Chamber
I'll pull you into it
"The truth is the gas chamber"
I'll pull you into it
"How many times have I got to pay for
Your sins"
I'll pull you into it
"I don't break laws, I make laws"
I'll pull you into it
"I'm the law maker"
I'll pull you into it
"I sat in that cell for eighteen years"
I'll pull you into it
The things you think you should have done
All the wars you say you should have won
I'm dripping through your hands of death
Thoughts of heaven twist around your soul
The hall of victories is your sight
No more blindness, no more light
Only heaven, only heaven's light
Only heaven, only heaven's light
"Dripping through the hands of death"
At the gate of glory stands
A black robe figured form of man
Hands stretch out towards your soul
Did you bring the money to pay the toll
Falling down, falling low, to the ground
Down below
(Chorus)
Paradise lost, paradise found
Paradise up, paradise down
"Paradise lost"
Manson combs his fiery hair
Sitting in his bleeding chair
Witnessing the wars declared
Bring the money but don't fear
I don't care, we don't care he don't care
You're gonna reap what you sow
Snakes choke your petty woes
As you grasp for breath
As you grasp for breath
As you grasp for breath & gargle fire
"Falling low"
Falling down, to the ground, down below
"Paradise lost"
All the things you think you should have done
All the wars you say you should have won
I'm dripping through your hands of death
They'll take you down
Music by Scanlan and Fabra
Lyrics by Fabra
1986
8. Future Of The Carcass
Here I stand before them with their
Method of eternal pain
As my flesh is stripped from my bones
Hell and anarchy reign
Blood drips from the virgin's crotch
As she is strung high in the air
Masters and servants together die
The overlord, he appears, he appears
My desire to get away to run
To be free
Has grown in immense proportion
The reality of this I seek
Our blood runs black as it touches the hot
Background
We are living on borrowed time
This revelation has been found
Has been found
Cut loose by a servant
Who dares to defy
The wrath of the overlord
That shall come at anytime
Together we run through
The tunnels of hell and home
Into the fiery pit
Falls another soul, that moans
Passing through the carcass of the eath
Countless skulls groan in the
Corridors of agony
What did I do to get in here
I've got to find, find my, find my,
Way out of here, some twisted mind
Has sent me to my fate
Darkness all around, I can't, I can't
Feel myself. We all shall die on this giving
Day
(Chorus)
Into the wasteland (Perry)
Man must live till he dies (Wayne)
He slides down deeper (Perry)
In the pit calls Hades (Wayne)
When shall it be over (Perry)
When shall the pain subside (Wayne)
Living in agony forever (Perry)
Waiting, waiting to die (Wayne)
No more future (Wayne)
No more future (Wayne)
(Repeat 1st verse)
Music by Scanlan
Lyrics by McAuley
1992
9. Kommon Knowledge
I seen many come, I seen many go
Kommon knowledge to me, is
Something you don't show
Race hate is everywhere don't you
All know
Ignorance is excused, where
Education is not a goal
It's in your city, it's in your home it's
On the street, and everywhere you go
We are from the same nation not the
Same color, not the same creed can
We live together now
Music by Scanlan, Gennaro
Lyrics by McAuley
1989
10. Graveyard Rodeo
Out of nowhere the music screams
Mawkish sorrows feed your dreams
Increasing hate through despair
Your face falls to a deathlike stare
Let the flesh instruct the mind
Lynch all others unlike your kind
Plant the seed of corruption
Germinating generations
There will come a time when you must all
Go underground
Back from the grave, one's body fell from
Grace
Dead, green and meaty & a bomb in a sling
Graveyard kills the epitaph screams
Graveyard kills the epitaph screams
Graveyard kills the epitaph screams
Graveyard thrills infecting your dreams
Death spell I can sell
Death spell will prevail
Back from the grave a body once betrayed
Dead, green and meaty & a bomb in a sling
Your rotting reality stinks with greed
Music by Scanlan, Fucich
Lyrics by Fabra
1984
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