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SACRILEGE B.C. LYRICS

Too Cool to Pray

"Too Cool to Pray" (1988)

1. Cold
2. Where Are We Going
3. Snake Pit
4. Between
5. Revenge
6. Party with God
7. Ripping Apart
8. Silence Screams
9. Too Cool to Pray
10. Mistake
11. Feed off Me
12. Front Seat Funky







1. Cold

Gently handle the weapon
So hard, soft as steel
Slowly slip in it's chambers
Cocked, ready to spill

Taste the sensation
Increase the thrill
Finger the trigger
Empty the shells

Echo the moment
It tickles the brain
Bent on destruction
The incision is made

Unload the fire
Action true and smooth
Judgement at a second
Look what it can do
Built to destroy




2. Where Are We Going

What you see is what you get
What you can't see can kill you yet
We ignore this fact, do you want to die?
Rape our future, advance the past
What good is progress if life won't last
I'm against it, we've gone too far

Where are we going to

See the rockets scream with life
And factories scar the skies
The air grows thick with excess, see gray
Watch the present fade away
We're slowly watching ourselves decay and die




3. Snake Pit

Welcome to the snake pit
It's time you came around
No one dreams or prays here
They just keep on slipping down

And I wonder how we make it
Just from day to day
With all the hate increasing
And light drifting away

Welcome to the snake pit
It's time you came around
No one dreams or prays here
They just keep on slipping down

The gears just keep on turning
The grinder never clogs
The pain just keeps increasing
And hoping it never stops

Welcome to the snake pit
It's time you came around
No one dreams or prays here
They just keep on slipping down

And I wonder how we make it
Just from day to day
With all the hate increasing
And light drifting away




4. Between

Fleeting thoughts
Your picture fades
The miss is missing
Another day

Pain stopped grabbing
The cut healed dry
Life's returning
Memories die

Everything that was, is gone
The blows what dealt, not felt
Fear receeds, confidence proceeds
The between us is past

Chains stop holding
Darkness gone
Screws stop turning
Your beauty's gone

Everything that was, is gone
The blows what dealt, not felt
Fear receeds, confidence proceeds
The between us is past




5. Revenge

I turn for a second, your knife's in my back
Act like it's nothing, time will come for attack
Aim at your weak points, set the killing device
Build up my defense, none strikes me twice

Do unto others, as they've done to you
Let them be victors, till your time is due
Violence breeds violence, blood brings on blood
Kill before killed, they'd strike if they could

I wait for the moment, things are stable and calm
Never expect it, I drop the bomb
You'll get what is coming, the seed that you've sown
Pay back is piercing, down to the bone

Do unto others, as they've done to you
Let them be victors, till your time is due
Violence breeds violence, blood brings on blood
Kill before killed, they'd strike if they could

A vendetta completed, all damages paid in full
Never indebted, it's over when I'm through
I cherish the moment, drain the carcass of life
It's always so easy, revenge feels nice

Do unto others, as they've done to you
Let them be victors, till your time is due
Violence breeds violence, blood brings on blood
Kill before killed, they'd strike if they could




6. Party with God

Here today gone tomorrow
I'm not too young to die
Any moment it could be over
In the blink of an eye

No one says it's easy
That's just the way it goes
Death's always right behind you
It's hard to understand it
A presence ever near
I hope your stay was pleasant
Party with god

All holy in the trenches
Did you say your bedtime prayers
In darkness I find pleasure
But death's my biggest fear

No one says it's easy
That's just the way it goes
Death's always right behind you
It's hard to understand it
A presence ever near
I hope your stay was pleasant
Party with God

You'll never see the faces
Of those that you hold dear
Living for the moment
Death is always near

No one says it's easy
That's just the way it goes
Death's always right behind you
It's hard to understand it
A presence ever near
I hope your stay was pleasant
Party with God




7. Ripping Apart

A single word cuts like a knife
Into the head and through the heart
The scars that feel every day
Are slowly ripping apart

The past is screaming, dreams repeating
All the things that have been during life
A hatred to the way I'm feeling
When stumble on memories not liked
I stumble on memories not liked

A single word cuts like a knife
Into the head and through the heart
The scars that feel every day
Are slowly ripping apart

See her there, she leaves tomorrow
Lost to her own grief
The time she spent, it was all borrowed
Her life was short, and far from sweet
Her life was short, and far from sweet

A single word cuts like a knife
Into the head and through the heart
The scars that feel every day
Are slowly ripping apart

See the blood, the night will follow
Not a thought can haunt him now
He won't feel the light tomorrow
Neither will he breathe the air
Neither will he breathe the air




8. Silence Screams

Fade to black, his spine was smashed
Bone marrow escapes, from its holders grasp
Torn and ripped, heart beats on
Jugular slashed, a mind is gone
Take a chance they saved his shell
A mind that's locked in a mental hell
No thought to give, no lead to lead
Just a piece of meat no identity

Silence screams, inside our head

Reacts to none, all senses gone
No control exists in this dead mans world
Kept alive in grief and misery
It could be a lifetime till his soul is set free

Silence screams, inside his head

His right to die was stolen away
Another warm flesh sombie on a cold machine
The one who cared a life in pain
A loved ones funeral, hunts them every day

Silence screams, inside his head




9. Too Cool to Pray

Nothing you can say to me
To try to change my ways
I live my life
And life lives me
Too cool to pray

Evil, what is evil?
My standards don't apply
You chose to condemn
Things you don't understand
You're fooling yourself inside

Stuff it down my throat
Heaven is a place in your mind
Don't bother me with fears you perceive
Don't fuck with what's mine




10. Mistake

Explain to me the foe we share
Who should I kill, when and where
I'm not feeling one ounce of hate
But scared to death of a mistake

I ain't seeing no thinking here
I'm just seeing a senseless fear
And if you people don't even care
Then it isn't worth living here

Those pinko commies we must destroy
Whatever happen to live and let joy
I'm not feeling one ounce of hate
But scared to death of a mistake

I ain't seeing no thinking here
I'm just seeing a senseless fear
And if you people don't even care
Then it fucking ain't worth living here

What have you given me to look for in my life
A world of pollution and war is always in sight
Then you sit and wonder why I fuck off, disobey
You brought it on yourselves, I don't want to live this way

Explain to me the foe we share
Who should I kill, when and where
I'm not feeling one ounce of hate
Just scared to death of a mistake




11. Feed off Me

Money hungry, greedy freaks
They feed off you, they feed off me
Cut your throat to make a buck
This thirst for power really sucks

Feed off, feed off me

Just taking, taking, taking more
Using flesh down to the core
Do you ever wonder why you can't sleep at night
Your fucked up conscience, too weak to fight

Feed off, feed off me




12. Front Seat Funky

Stay out of my bag
Pass me the beer you fag
How far to the next show
Five more hours to go

You're a front seat funky
I'm condemned to be a back seat junkie
Fighting over an egg roll
I'm losing all self control

Let me out

Headed an hour in the wrong way
Then tim's butt had something to say
You'd better be on your watch
Or you'll get a finger full of crotch rot

You're a front seat funky
I'm condemned to be a back seat junkie
Fighting over an egg roll
I'm losing all self control

Let me out

Sometimes we eat, sometimes we starve
Sometimes we crash in someones yard
The van's making noises while I drive
I hope I make it home alive

You're a front seat funky
I'm condemned to be a back seat junkie
Fighting over an egg roll
I'm losing all self control

Let me out

 


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