vicar and parish

Caught up in this mess
Afraid to speak, but not afraid to act
Everything is bleak, everything is black
Everything is bleak, everything is
Rince and repeat until you believe
Everything is bleak, everything is black
Everything is bleakk, everything is
Bomb them, bomb them until they’re all dead
(The) prospects, the children, the man made dreads
All I wanna say is that they don’t really care about us

Spread across this rock bare our needs
New myths is what we seek
New myths is what we seek
New myths is what we seek

And you will accept the moral cataract
Everything is bleak, everything is black
Everything is bleak, everything is
Death is free of charge
A leap of faith, so help me god
One nation under virtues at odds

Spread across this rock bare our needs
New myths is what we seek
New myths is what we seek
New myths is what we seek

The great debate
Hide your golden teeth
They’ll rip them out as you speak
Still not afraid?
To see in the dark go set the world ablaze
Don’t worry we sell you the water at a fine rate

only one korea

Crime and punishment
Curse the poor
The better days will make us hold our heads up
For those who come after us

A new breed
A new tribe
We will see what we come to make up
When we’ve burned the last temple of Karnak

Only one Korea
If we drawed a line
Who will be the first to cross?
Only one Korea
For those who dare
To forget the sign of the times

Won’t you come and look what I made for you?

the comedown

I wish your mother breastfed you malice
Instead of dignity
So you wouldn’t be as healthy
When our 4heads meet
So I could drop my last bit of chaos
On your soda sweet teeth

Your perfect circles
Have an apple shaped sign
Maybe I throw your name up
When my depression declines
I want your body to be as sick as mine

If I was your dad
I would’ve made goddamn sure you become brat
With a classic beat called „Trouser Belt Dropdead“
So when you hear this sound
You’ll be remembered of your lowliness

Your perfect circles
Have an apple shaped sign
Maybe I throw your name up
When my depression declines
I want your body to be as sick as mine

Sometimes I wished you would catch my cold
But without the snot, without the choke
If you want to be Jesus I’ll lovingly be your Jude

everything is violence

For the sake of beeing destined to devour
Violence speak our nails and teeth, swelling what sleeps beneath
We’re the seconds becoming hours, the years that slowly crumble and cower
Searching for a need, that is more than me
The trauma of birth, mere a discrepancy
Please don’t let me leave
I’m not made for this hardship
A snowman preyieng to his sun supreme

Breed, breed, breed
And feed
The alien in your womb
The brainsucking leech
Don’t stop untill the Über-ich is pleased
Don’t stop untill the Über-ich is pleased

Most comfortably we are diggin holes
In unclear skin
And unconsciously we are choking necks
That are supposed to carry a head
Yes hold my hand but a little tighter now
Just a little tighter now
I won’t forget when I’m hurt
In this dire times you need to be the snake, not the bird
Please make it hurt

Breed, breed, breed
And feed
The alien in your womb
The brainsucking leech
Don’t stop untill the Über-ich is pleased
Don’t stop untill the Über-ich is pleased