1.By Your Bedside
作詞：Andy Schroeder, Bjorn Dannov, John Chavez, Mark Kozuback,
Nathan Gearhart
The hands move painfully forward
Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours
Every second another step
Towards the answers to questions no one wants to ask
Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life
The kids only know you're not well
The last visit they kissed you and said goodbye
They won't forget, and soon wonder
Where it was you went, how can they see you again？
Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life
By the bedside you'll soon die
The machines won't save you, just look at your flesh
Swollen, discolored, putrid
You'll soon die
The hands move painfully forward
Time's progression reminds you of the limit of yours
Every second another step
Towards the answers to questions no one wants to ask
As the seconds melt into death
We are relieved to not see pain on your face
The hands have moved into the dark
All lines are flat and you have moved onward
Kept alive by machines
Your life has been gone from the moment you knew
Living half dead asleep
This fragile shell finally overcome by life
2.We Are All Dying
作詞：John Chavez, Bjorn Dannov, Nathan Gearhart, Mark Kozuback,
Schroeder Andy
What has come？
What mankind has created
Comfortable, the silk and the cushion
That we're laying in
Not real our lives deceit
We know what is coming
There's a fire that's burning within all of our hearts
They will know what all of this burning has created
These old men consumed in the pyre of our quest for life
Politicians soon unemployed and begging forgiveness
Their lies, worthless deceit
They know what is coming
They know
The world will die if they are left in control
The world will die if they are left holding the reigns
The world will die if old men are left holding our fate
The world will die if something doesn't change
We are dying
We are all dying
Held up in our fortress, the bad men have broken through
The war is now fought at home and there's nothing we can do
They infiltrate our security, they've broken down our walls
We all line up homeless, looking for justice in empty halls
Something must change
Held up in our fortress, the bad men have broken through
The war is now fought at home and there's nothing we can do
They infiltrate our security, they've broken down our walls
We all line up homeless, looking for justice in empty halls
3.God Was Created
作詞：John Chavez, Bjorn Dannov, Nathan Gearheart, Jason Keesecker,
Mark Kozuback, Andrew Schneider
From beyond the grave to awaken your mind
I must teach you a lesson that I never learned
But without a God, could you carry on？
If the answer is, 'No', then just stop right there
I used to hate her Jesus, but Jesus is her
God was created by human minds
Her mind was feeble so she loved God
God was created by human minds
Her God is dead, because she died
God was created by human minds
I fucking hate God, so I hate her
What I thought to be possession
Of my own mortal shell
Turned out to be my subconscious
Allowing my mind to be tricked
God was created by human minds
A ghost to scare you, make you succumb
God was created by human minds
Pathetic liar, I'm not afraid
Her Jesus was not to blame for taking her life
She died by my hand
My hands around her neck
My cock deep in her cunt
Open your mind and understand
Open your mind and understand
My hate comes from my mind, violence in my past
I fixate and connect, obsess and destroy
Her need for a god, created by her past
Fear and ostracization, she wanted it this way
This abuse created demons, one violent one demure
In the name of their God, I denounce the name of Christ
I am my own savior
From beyond the grave to awaken your mind
I must teach you a lesson that I never learned
But without a God, could you carry on？
If the answer is, 'No', then just stop right there
You are your own God
I am my own God
4.What Could Go Wrong？
作詞：John Chavez, Bjorn Dannov, Nathan Gearhart, Mark Kozuback,
Schroeder Andy
It started with so much love
Surrounded in your idyllic and picturesque perfect home
Moments so filled with joy, everyday warm with caring smiles
Love and peace and comfort
That first day, at school so scared
Parents there with arms around your shoulder
Holding your shaking hand
Life with no flaw
What could go wrong？
Pain comes, from deep within
Brought about by course of the human condition
And destroys, resulting in the dreams end
And you see the rapid demise of this happy family
Substance to dull the pain, is consumed
Now oblivious to the loss of all emotion
Mother came home so late, so fucked up and ragged
From having sex with another
Whore, cunt, fucked up
That's what went wrong
Now you need escape, you turn to the crowd
Get out of your mind to help get you through
Numbness closes in and you close your eyes
Take in the poison breathe out thoughts of life
Now you need escape to help get you through
Numbness closes in breathe out thoughts of life
Now you see that things went wrong
It started with so much love
Which was lost when the holes were filled by another
Watch your mom get fucked in her ass
To keep you all barely alive in this hell
And you think back to those days when you smiled
She used to think about happiness
Life with no flaw
What could go wrong？
5.Kill For God
You want to die and kill for god
Where has the world gone, where is the warmth of the light？
What happened to living for the sake of life？
What kind of god tells you to die？
You ignorant slave, such a waste of life
You want to die and kill for god
I should take this moment to thank you for helping the world to
see
How religion is to blame for the end of humanity
Now you can go back to strapping the bomb to your chest
Maybe I'll see you later when the time is right
To fall into a sea of flesh
Kill for god
What happened to your mind？
Why must we all die？
The only way to be safe is to kill your god
6.Alone In Your Presence
Emptiness slips from my hand
Scattering unimportantly
Across the scratched surface
Alone in your presence it ends
Where was I when it all began？
7.I Must Not Live
My wretched flesh stings just adding to my pain
I must not live, I am a curse, what have I done？
She was the only one, my life, now meaningless
Merely wasting flesh, I hate myself
Her flesh since rotten away
I hate you, Jesus, I blame you
You fucking bastard, You stole her
You made me worthless to myself
The only answer, my revenge
It suddenly is so clear
Sobbing through a smile
When you've lost everything, there is nothing more to lose
Now my revelation unfolds before me
Back to school but with intent to spill
The blood of Christs' sheep on my flesh
Christ, they will pay for Your sins
Everyone guilty in my eyes
My blade warm in my moist hand
Who will be the first？
Quickly venturing into the bathroom, class is in session
I find a young girl in a stall, I am in love again
I want to take as many as I can
This little whore gutted on the toilet
My dick stiffens staring at her vagina
Warm wet pool spreads across the tile
This is not a replacement
Like a spider web, no escape
This girls come in but never leave
I start to lose count of my victims
Blood to my ankles vindicates
They are on to me
I pierce my wrist, this part is easy
Blood pours from my arm, I cannot let them take me
I give myself to Satan, I will not let Jesus have me
8.You Don't Have To Be Afraid Anymore
Little girl in my arms turned eight months three days ago
Pretty, green eyes that cried when I scolded her
Married thirteen years, I loved my wife and my job
Three perfect daughters, I did not deserve
She took them away, said I had grown cold
They found another life with a new daddy to love
I tried to see them but days past, they grew away
Gave them my heart, they took the life from me
I watched their life, two months after they had gone
Followed patterns, she went running in the morning
And made my plans, I'll take the fear from their eyes
Daddy is at the door, don't be afraid
Just let me in, everything is fine
Her smile shattered, 'Daddy why do you have a gun？'
Gun shot painless, I know the others will soon wake
Through the hallway, nine year old died in her bed
Master bedroom, the baby stirs in her crib
Your green eyes cry no more
My baby girl dies in my arms
You don't have to be afraid anymore
My tears drop on her bloody face
She will never have to be afraid
The cops found my body laying in bed
Eight month old baby dead in my lap
You don't have to be afraid anymore
9.Christ, I Fucking Hate You!
Her father lies bleeding
His blood on my hands
Gratitude apparent
Her sobs turn to signs of relief
Touching her tear-stained cheek
Gazing deeply into her eyes
She worships me as a god
We embrace passionately on the floor
Spreading her legs
My fantasy fleshed forever
I shove myself gently into her
Gasping she smiles and cries
Her blood streams from the vagina
She used to be a virgin whore
(Fucking her, this is my fantasy)
Father knew better than to take that away
His dick only went in her mouth and her ass
I am the one whom she'll remember always
As he who made her tremble with first orgasm
My body now growing numb, I don't know why
I can feel my insides changing into a god
(What is wrong？ Who am I becoming？)
I become her Jesus in the flesh
Blood on my hands pouring from gaping holes
She gets to fuck me, the son of god
A fantasy she has for pain I inflict
My hands slide up her breasts so slowly
And constrict around her neck tightly
Cartilage and veins popping
Her expression is delight
As I climax, my thorny crown drops
Upon her bloated face
Suddenly her Christ is gone and so is she
He took away my only passion in life
And now all I have is a pile of broken flesh
His possession has robbed me, and all I feel is hate
Christ, I fucking hate you
Christ, I fucking hate you
Christ, I fucking hate you
10.I Didn't Kill Her
The sunlight fading, as air cools from blistering day
Stars appear in the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses
The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and winter forgotten
Moving forward through rusted iron gates
Rediscovering distant lost memories
Minutes flying by as the scene darkens
Scurrying across dew soaked greenery
Unearthing freshly planted arrangements
Beads of sweat stream into my wildly rolling eyes, burning
Causing my vision to take on kaleidoscopic characteristics
The view is so inspiring as my target is now in blurred sight
Her name written so eloquently, I cannot bear the suspense
As I open the earth
Tearing though the ground
As I penetrate the earth
My skin is soiled and raw, digging
Fingernails snap off from misuse
The blood flows early tonight
Through the earth
Six feet down
Fresh young corpse
I grow aroused
My shaking bloodied hand scrapes the finished wood
As I punch furiously on her box
I first see a crack, then it starts to widen
Smashing through the cheap coffin, I drag her body up
Laying her across the dirt, her crucifix glimmers
Upon her silky breasts, cold and hard from the cruel earth
Laying myself on top of her, to try and warm the flesh
Feeling her tight ass, my hands probe between her legs
Forcing my fingers into her, I kiss her blue lips
Remembering how she felt when alive, now even better
Her father, an evil man, he wanted to destroy her
Constantly fucking her and warping her mind
My love for her the strongest she'd felt
Right under the love for her Jesus
But now we see what Jesus did for her
Her body is mine, he can have her soul
Such short time alive, short to her was good
As distant voices start closing in, I hasten the procedure
Her body replaced into the ground, to be saved for later
Earth filled in hastily as I flee form the graveyard
But the fact that makes this all right, I didn't kill her
11.Darkness Is Comfort
We're cast down through the ages
We're cast out forgotten
Through emptiness of solitude
Through this emptiness
No one will ever listen
No one will even care
Darkness is the only comfort
Darkness is all that's safe
Their gazes turn sideways whenever you're near
They turn their backs to you, pretend you aren't there
It's so hard to smile when they feed you this shit
You'll never fit in, never be one of them
So hard to be the outcast
So hard to be alone
Why must there be tomorrow
Why must there be today
They say that they're your good friends
They say nothing but lies
No one is to be trusted
No word is ever safe
No one is to be trusted
No word is ever safe
Darkness the only comfort
Darkness all that's safe
Bring it in waves like the ocean at night
To wrap its cold hands around my head
To blur out the colors of all that is life
Steal air that I breathe from my chest
Pull me out current, show me new life
Grant me this chance to see
What I could become if left on my own
Without them staring at me
They will not understand what we've become
They'll never know how far we've gone
They just keep smiling, the joke is on them
They won't understand, the joke is on them
I will find my life
I don't need you to leave me, I left you behind
12.Lusting For Affection
He was a young man, his life just begun
But never felt young
His parents hurt him and stole his childhood
Beat it out of his young mind
Dad was a veteran and alcoholic and so violent
Mother just sat there watching the TV
Her only words hate, she paid no notice to him
He couldn't love her, if she died he wouldn't care
So now he's so cold with no emotion
And no one matters
All that he can feel, merely physical
He thinks that is emotion
(He feels nothing)
Day to day lusting after flesh
Feeling satisfied with penetration
All the girls in his mind
Fantasy merely postpones his wrath
Acting out, soon follows
Walking dead women, waiting to die
Fingernails embedded deep into flesh
Straddling his body gyrating slowly
Soft hair flows over ripe breasts swaying gently
Her screams of ecstasy, not fear this time
Digging through her garbage
Searching for something
Picking through remnants of her daily patterns
Discarded tampon, telephone bill stub, last night's dinner
His heart growing fonder with every load he takes
Dreaming of what is to come for this girl
Her broken ripped flesh, swollen on his penis
Upon his discovery of her depressive state
Of existence, her sorrow
His attention to her growing stronger
More obsessive, she's his
His collection now nearing completion
He knows everything
His parents are blamed, his mis-perception
They created his problems
His mind is feeble, like a rape machine
Sex is what drives him
His first is special, and so beautiful
She doesn't know what's coming
13.The Last Fantasy Of Christ
His head drops gently upon simple rolled cloth
His meek conditions depress
Reflecting upon the days events
How much time he's lost
Healing the sick, raising the dead
Being a savior
His words create belief
Through a vast wasteland to spread belief
'When will they understand？'
From city to city to spread God's word
A man can live only so long
He sighs drifting off into sleep
So many to touch deeply
In his mind he is right, chosen one
You fucking liar
His dream foretells of his kingdom-die
His picture on walls of bedrooms-almighty Christ
He will be martyred in their eyes-he smiles
People will die forever in-his name
Even if you did exist
You'll never know what happened to us
You died before it even began
But next he sees what will send him into sadness
Depressed, angered, insane, this young girl with a lust
For his blood and his cock, gazing sexually at him
He knows his point is lost on whores and on the rest
No need for him to live, maybe death would even help
14.She Never Noticed Me
Sitting alone, staring blankly at the floor
My thoughts turn to her
What to say？
(She is so beautiful, she'd never want me)
Who is she？
(She says nothing to no one perpetually)
Back of the room, her face in a book
Her skirt riding high on her thigh
Number one student, top of the class
She exists to no one but me
What to say？
(She is so beautiful, she'd never want me)
Who is she？
(She says nothing to no one perpetually)
What to say？
(She is so beautiful, she'd never want me)
Who is she？
(She says nothing to no one perpetually)
I sometimes notice the bruise on her face
Or the swollen lip
And most often I gaze at the cross
Which hangs between her breasts
So soft and gentle, so beautiful
I dream of her
Playing out scenes in my mind
I dream of her
Kissing me gently, caressing
I must kill her
She doesn't want me, she'll die
I must kill her
She can have no one but me
(Here I come)
Venturing into the street
I know where she lives
I know where her bedroom is
I know everything about her
She'll see, I'll show her
She'll see, I'll show her
Her light is off, but her bedroom door is open
I can see her
Legs spread, I can hear her moans through the window
But there's something wrong
She gazes at a picture of Jesus
Watching her in that room, I am in love with her
15.Made For Her Jesus
Jesus, sacred and ancient, her images of what he was
Enshrined upon her bedroom wall
A picture of beauty and perfection
Halo vividly backing a man of such flawlessness
Lusting eyes easily attracting the whore
Laying in her bed, mind drifting to her own self consumed
fantasy
What has he done to deserve her, not even daddy can take her
here
Glassy slitted eyes wander across the fading wallpaper
Absorbing visions of a large wooden crucifix and the picture of
her Lord
She loves the picture of her Lord
This cross took his life, she thinks in perverted passion
Her fingers caress the swollen pink lips that were made for her
Jesus
She feels a wrath that is so comforting
Feeling of childhood memories that she cannot forget
Bedsprings creak as, raise to her feet
Holding her crotch, stumble forward
Blindly reaches forward, dimly lit
Comforting haven, this sickening spectacle
Virgin scraping at her clit grab
The cross from the wall, her secretions flow
As the twinkling diamond doorknob
Turns and the light shines in the old man
Stands with little girl, his silhouette cast
Across the dark wall, changing so slightly
She feels a warmth that is so comforting
A feeling of childhood memories that she cannot forget
Sacred and ancient, her images of what he was
Enshrined upon her bedroom wall
She feels a warmth that is so comforting
A feeling of childhood memories that she cannot forget
Bed springs creak as she raises to her feet
Holding her crotch stumbling forward blindly, she reaches
forward
Grabbing the cross from the wall, her secretions flow
As the twinkling diamond doorknob turns and the light shines in
The old man stands watching his little girl, his silhouette cast
Across the dark wall changing so slightly
His hardness foreshadows what is to come
He whispers out the name of their savior and walks up to her
16.The Lord's Work
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
My head begins to swim
With visions of my life
So much blood
So much blood
And for nothing more than a man-made dream
My family is dead because they made me
Lusting for affection in gods name
Their blood merely a drop in oceans I created
I am doing the Lord's work
I am doing the Lord's work
Watching her in that room as she ignores me
I feel so alone, she never noticed me
Jealous of her god, she did it to herself
I couldn't bear to see her love anyone
Slipping away
My only escape
My blood drains
Death I embrace
My body grows numb for the last time
Looking around at the innocent victims
I must not live to see another day
This bathroom is where I take my last breath
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
So much pain
So much pain
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
Is bullshit
Is bullshit
This story is the last fantasy of Christ
Magical power that never existed
He was a man just like any other
His story was blown out of proportion
I did kill her
He never did a thing
Christ, I fucking hate you
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
God was created
God was created
God was created
God was created
Don't believe all their lies
The Lord's work
The Lord's work
17.Spirit Of The Soldier
Soldiers all go marching into battle
Moving slowly on across the ground
Tracks of tanks flatten the sand beneath them
Soon to be replaced by human flesh
Loved ones left behind are not forgotten
Memories kept fresh by photographs
The will of the politicians is forced
And now soldiers kill to make them proud
They can feel the spirit that they will kill for
Now the soldiers have become their god
Arrogance now fuels the need for conquest
Nuclear chemistry is the god
Capitol approaches in the distance
Enemy waiting in their walls
As the first attack is launched upon them
You could see the passion in their eyes
Eyes that would soon be ruptured and removed
By the weapons that will take their life
They can feel the spirit that they will kill for
Now the soldiers have become their god
Pieces of human blasting through the air
The conclusion will not end in life
As they look into the sky
They die with pride in their eye
18.Fantasy From Pain
Night breeze stiffens my muscles, trees bend in the street light
Leaves rustle by ominously, a chill quakes through my mind
Though tear drenched eye I witness, this innocents demise
The heavy hand of her father, her virginal flesh defiled
My hand moves to my scrotum, not wanting to enjoy
But the pulsating heat of my passion, I can feel on my inner
thigh
Peering through the bushes, to the dimly lit room inside
Desecration of a young girl, makes me wish she was my bride
Now I must venture further, into this shrine of pain
To satisfy my suffering and end this creatures demise
Now it's my turn, I make my way into
This foul environment
His dick slips out, in utter dismay
His gaze meets with mine
My actions swift, as I push him to the floor
This man will have to die
His daughter panting, crouched in terror
They both await my next move
Reflecting on my actions, I understand what must now happen
Concentrating my weight into my knee, I drop upon his face
My erection is persistent, so I turn and peer downwards
Laying in a pool of vaginal fluid, I approach my victim
Regret, sorrow
Sadness, aching for my death
The pulsing flesh under me, I can't fulfill my urges
Stepping out of myself and letting the hate control
Quivering in such ecstasy, my thoughts now wander
Into a void, another plane, a heightened state of mind
Driven into this negativity and exploring
Surprisingly she cannot feel my hands
Around her neck or my death sinking into her
Shaking
Smiling
Weeping
Bleeding
Her Jesus embraces
Touching her breast tenderly
With a light push he enters
Her swollen lips
But looming in the back of her mind
The knowledge that her Jesus is dead
19.Trinity Broadcasting (Know Your Enemy)
The lighting is perfect, the cameras are set
Make up and wardrobe are nearly finished
Talent is rehearsed, crowd fluffed, ready to explode
In just five minutes it will be show time
A few script changes to be expected
Lepers, a no show, cancer victims healed instead
Camera one fades from the intro into a nice tight close up
Pink haired God woman buried in make up
Rapture, Jesus on T.V
Trinity on T.V
Just keep watching
Know your enemy
Know your fucking enemy
They start with arms held up high, they have to thank their
Jesus
For all the donations now they can brainwash more of you
Call the number on the screen
Never mind the molesters, its all part of God's plan, God's plan
Trinity on T.V
Just keep watching
Know your enemy
Know your fucking enemy
Sickness, let the bullshit healing begin
Bring your sickness to the main stage
Healing, walk out to them, and then fall when touched
Your mind tells you, you are healed
Cancer, and then you'll die for your blind faith
All part of your fucking God's plan, God's plan
Time for a commercial break, stick around
Time for a commercial break, we'll be right back
The lighting is perfect, the cameras are set
Make up and wardrobe have gotten touched up
God man is ready, crowd spent but can go again
In thirty seconds back on the airwaves prepare the spirit
And make sure we have 800 number
Operators standing by
Camera one fades from the commercial into a nice tight close up
The god man smiles and asks for money
Thank god for your money
Know your enemy
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