HORSE THE BAND LYRICS

1. Seven Tentacles And Eight Flames

I'm mesmerized. A servant to the light.
Preacher to the red and blue, the green, yellow and white.
They linger in so lovingly to songs so gay I scream!!
Brighter than the stars themselves and sweeter than ice cream.

The masses meld, the titans come, this crowd torn asunder to a quivering mass,
They smile down to me, devour my face and head!!
And everything was washed away,
I was damned to the light, I won't break!

White!! This perfect light!! Clean again but limited.
Aaaaaarrrrrggghhhhhh!!
Illu-min-ated hungry smiles,
Caterpillars and crocodiles.

Light bulb - flash pulse
Bright light - bright night
Everyone's fucked!

Light bulb - flash pulse
Bright light - bright night
Everyone's fucked!

They never change,
Only re-arrange.
Like a suicide,
It's do or die.
Coming down again
Like a grain of sand,
Caught in your eye,
Now you're blind.

2. Cutsman

[Intro:]
What is that? (Fire from the gods)
I don't know.
Power glove...

That little bastard
With his tricks and vile forms of play.
Hacking, shaving, slicing, mutilating
All that gets before him,
All that gets in his way.

Coming around down the stairs
Wood cracked beneath my feet
My hand slid across the rail
Collecting dust on my finger tips
I came into a dark room,
The smell of wet stone of many years
Then there was a bubonic retards blank empty stare

It was a little android man
HALF THE SIZE THAT I AM
SCISSORS ON HIS HEAD
SCISSSRS ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!

Little android man
Born without a soul
Without that force of reason
The scissors took control.

Little android man
Born without a heart
If he's in your vicinity he'll cut you apart!

Here he comes
Bring it down
It's just a game
Don't look back
He's right behind
Here comes peace of mind.

(cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut)

Little android man,
Born without a soul
Out of force of reason
The scissors took control!

Little android man,
Born without a heart
If he's in your vicinity
He'll cut you apart.

Counting it down until your death counts on his fingers.
1 2 3 4

LITTLE ANDROID MAN
NEVER- NEVER - NEVER TRUST A LITTLE ANDROID MAN
HE'LL CUT CUT CUT CUT

[Outro:]
Jeez, I love the power glove. It's so bad...

3. In The Wake Of The Bunt

debris, dirt disease, we've been brought to our knees,
anything and everything is torn away. our world turned
upside down and torn to the ground.
Shaking, thanking god for surviving this day.

In the wake of the Bunt!

tattered masses digging through the remains of the
lives come and gone. that elusive light broken and
reborn, a brotherhood combines, fury in your eyes.

Giant, looming, all consuming. The Bunt strikes like lightning,
Citizens feel fear! Our world turned upside and torn to the ground.
Shaking, thanking god for surviving this day.

In the wake of the Bunt!

Hearts aflame, we call the name of justice, and nothing
more. Strike up the song and scream along, vengeance
will be ours. This time it’s war!

We set upon a quivering mass and at last the moment had come, Shaking
voices cry as innocents die. Avenging their poor broken
homes. With fury and violence, we strike down she who
defies us. Bodies reach a horrible sum. Then its
horrible eyes lock on our thighs like they were
appetizers in a feast to come.

Then opens the maw of that wretched beast!!

Dear god, help us!
It wants to consume us, eating the flesh of those on the hunt.
Peeling skin from our bones, I want to go home.....

In the wake of the Bunt! [2x]

We set upon a quivering mass and at last the moment had come, Shaking
voices cry as innocents die. Avenging their poor broken
homes. With fury and violence, we strike down she who
defies us. Bodies reach a horrible sum. Then its
horrible eyes lock on our thighs like they were
appetizers in a feast to come.

4. Stabbers Of The Knife, By Kenny Pelts

Warm flesh and oh so smooth skin.
Twins, a sun and moon, that could have been anything.
Leading the armies of the free or building the great elaborate ID.

But one of them I dared to love so long.
Without defense, my eyes went white and blind.
Now I know only two, two wretched sisters,
Fucking lying sisters, Woe and Hate.

The ghost of a carcass, chipped away.
Its morsels, red and wet.
Losing warmth, I saw red and wet.
Hacked and cleaved from my back, I saw red and wet.
This mess is made for me by stabbers of the knife.

Thrusting, Holding, Touching, Hugging, Caressing, Loving,
Cut, Bragging, Stabbing, Comes at me, Come stabs the knife.
Cold inside, fucking me, fucking my blood. Stabbing me.
Thrusting, Swelling, Crushing, Falling, Killing me, Burning bright.
Bright! Bright! Bright! Tonight!

But one of them I dared to love so long.
Without defense, my eyes went white and blind.
Blind!

To all this I spit and leer!
Cheering vague obscenities in an empty room, on a dirty floor.
Writing Pagan poetry. Birthday card, another damn birthday card.
Splinters! Writing holiday commentary.

5. Bunnies

And a beef will rise again, broken machine in his hand.
Ten words: Snapping! Bunnies twitching, gurgling. Forget the bombs in your eyes.
Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies, Smash! Those fucking bunnies.
Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies, Splat! Those fucking bunnies.
Stand them in formation, in a sensationalist manner. They’re Corrupt.
Heads snapping and misspelling, eyes twitching in response to the sound of the words.

Red world like words, zooming, boiling.
Moons in the shallow sky.
Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies, Splat! Those fucking bunnies.
Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies, Squish! Those fucking bunnies.

Bloody! Bunnies! Screaming! Bring the hammer down.
Screaming! Bunnies! Twitching! Bloody bunnies smeared across the ground.
Drool spilling down my chin onto my beard screams red words at
A blank and boring sky above us.
Red words popping and crackling black.
Ten words: Snapping! Bunnies twitching, gurgling. Forget the bombs in your eyes.
Forget the bombs in your eyes. Speak the words to crack open the sky.
Forget the bombs in your eyes. Speak the words to crack open the sky.

6. Purple

Sweet, sweet pain!
Like a thundercloud but tears are rain, full fists slapping, thudding, banging.
Wanting not to be weak with woe.
Empty hands! She’s on the floor!
On the floor she slams her hands!

Like thunder it rings in her ears, slapping and splashing in the puddles of her tears.
Lungs heaving from the crashing dying dreaming that was ripped from
Her heart while still beating.
Now there is a hole inside, where the ghosts and demons hide,
Whispering white wilting words of woe.

Hungry ugly crunchy things, horrible nasty perverted things.
In her head her mother whispers "spreading like a whore".

Weeping! Wilted! Pile! Heaving!
Weeping! Wilted! Pile! Heaving!
Weeping! Wilted! Pile! Heaving!
Weeping! Wilted! Pile!

Weak with tears and dead from dreaming.
She wanted to be wanted!
Wanting to be wanted and wanting nothing more!
She wanted to be dead!
Wanting to be wanted and wanting nothing more!
She wanted to be wanted!
Wanting to be wanted and wanting nothing more!
She wanted to be dead!
Wanting to be wanted and wanting nothing more!

Wanting to be wanted and wanting nothing more! [3x]

7. Handsome Shoved His Gloves

a pencil drawn line of fire smoking birds in a downward spiral.
Trails of charcoal, trails of gray half burnt feathers.
The eagle crash-landing now.

As scary as bees with the heads of raccoons,
We seem to have split the embryo too soon.

Shape shifters played his hand again.
Reveal the underneath, flaming stars! Falling sky! Falling on me!
Shape shifters played his face again. A terrible bargain,
Smoking birds dropping from the sky, plummeting!
Plummeting!

And handsome shoved his gloves, with a fist he fed you reasons.
Brought you down from up above, made you strong and left you kneeling. [2x]

This circuitry works best…
This circuitry works best…
This circuitry works best…

And handsome shoved his gloves, with a fist he fed you reasons.
Brought you down from up above, made you strong and left you kneeling. [2x]

Brought you down from up above, made you strong and left you kneeling.

8. The Immense Defecation Of The Bunt

This suffering must come to an end!
These razors within me must be expelled!

Whoever dreamed such a glorious dream?
That this tremendous expulsion could bring me such joy?

The release of the pressure, an end to the suffering!
This warm, moist feeling as I leave you behind.

The glorious emptiness within me brings tears to my eyes,
But now it must be filled with the giver of life.

Gorge myself with its sweetness, save it all for myself!
There is none left for you!
I am not yet complete. I must devour you as well,
Your life's blood will become a part of me.
You’re a part of me!
I'm the almighty Bunt!

9. Pol's Voice

Its name mocks the silence, a worthless beast born to violence,
Has its ears and whiskers flapping as its yellow flesh comes slapping
Across the rank filth of this ancient subterranean floor.
Its hate knows no bounds, as its home knows no sounds but the
Slapping! Crashing! Splatting! Of its yellow flesh.

I am the herald of light.

I withdraw a shining glory, a single loving - end of story.
Its only weakness is a grace on wings, my bow sings!

I withdraw a shining glory, a single loving - end of story.
Only weakness is a grace on wings, my bow sings!

Unleashed!
And in the silver light, my arrows take flight!
Unleashed!
Splits Pols Voices head and spills its thoughts and dreams!
Unleashed!
A host of sloppy bodies comes crashing to my feet!
Neat!

A host of slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles!
A host of slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles!
A host of slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles!
A host of slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in!

Running away! Running away! Running away!
From your own voice!
Running away! Running away! Running away!
From Pols voice!
Running away! Running away! Running away!
From your own voice!
Running away! Running away! Running away!
From Pols voice!

Silence! Silence! Silence! Silence!

10. Big Blue Violence

And on came the dawn.
Thought I'd see dying black, but I saw burning red!
Thought I'd see dying black, but I saw burning red!
Thought I'd see dying black, but I saw burning red!

It was all pedal down, full speed anticipation.
Burning my belly: The scent and the hunger.
Waves crashing through amber coasts!
Twilight drives pacify! And then ignite!

All the stars gave way to a big blue violence,
Everything like a gem.
All the stars gave way to a big blue violence,
Everything like a gem.
All the stars gave way to a big blue violence,
Everything like a gem.

In the crack of dawn, the ocean air told me things.
This was what I had been waiting for.
Her do or die appealed to my sensibilities, appealed to me like a smack,
That's right - Do or die, I came back different.

11. The Legend Of The Flower Of Woe

[Re-released Version Bonus Track]

This I know, there is one who captures me.
For an age I stared at the heart of the moon,
Rise and fall!
Rise and fall!

I close my eyes and wish for freedom.
When I open my eyes, I find myself asleep.

The emptiness of my eyes, the memories of
Moonlight whisper seductively.

Worlds away! Worlds away! Worlds away!

Trying to forget, I looked in the heart of each perfect
Star each so full of myriad wonders of their own.
But in the night one cannot deny her, there can
Be no shadows without her defining light.

My life became a dream as I sank into the void of the fantasy I constructed
From her intangible attributes from which I awoke I had to again learn to see.

She is cold, she does not have the power to sustain my life, upon her I would die.

Love non absolute love. Love imperfect love.
Love non absolute love. Love imperfect love.

That inner closeness, the mutual respect, the power of trust,
The thunder of laughter shared words,
We are the same, we are so different.

I dared not look at her, speak to her, but I did.
I dared not look at her, speak to her, but I did.

Fact's a fact! Man was not meant for the moon.
This one fear, is bleeding like an open wound.

We are so close, the distance between us is a kiss.
A kiss that does not exist, a soft gentle petal flying on the wild wings of the wind.
A single petal from the gentle grace of the flower of woe.
May we all vomit from the stench of its perfume.

12. Kangarooster 4057

[Re-released Version Bonus Track]

Tap, tap, tap
Flap, flap
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Flap, flap
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Flap, flap, flap
Tap, tap, tap
Flap, flap
Tap, tap, tap
Flap, flap, flap, flap, flap

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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HORSE THE BAND LYRICS