KICKBACK LYRICS

1. Sorption

Bending the matter until there's nothing left.
Crushing this golem to the fucking ground.
Striping it bare exposing flesh and bone.
What shall remain shall be trampled.
So let this be the embodiment final farewell.

Another show of force.
One last drop inside your empty head.
Embrace it all and watch this last bridge burn burn burn.
Stomping this dead horse to a bloody pulp leaving a bitter taste rammed down your throat.
Salt in the wound.
Driving the fucking nails.
The second coming, not yours to witness.

Breathe it in.
Breathe it out.
Put it in.
Rip it out.
This won't be yours to witness.
Never cared, never will.
Burn it all under heel.
The last laugh is mine.

2. Triumph And Disgust

Persistence in the form of triumph and disgust.
Amongst the ruins, everything around me smells like decay.
But I won't be stranded amongst the ruins.
Always hanging by a thread above the abyss.
Hiding in plain sight and ready to snap.
I retreat in myself.
Amongst the ruins (covered with rust and a slick film of filth, but not quite dead yet).
Always hanging by a thread above the abyss.
Amongst the ruins.
Amongst the ruins, through hatred, passion, lust, and war.

3. Cavalcare La Tigre

Heating this blackness to a boil.
It ain't easy.
Dirty hands and filthy habits.
The job gets done.
Switched off, turned on straight.
Up bends down.
So slurp it all up.
Right from palm on all fours begging for more.

Drooling like dogs on all fours.
Blinding lights flickering.
Trap caught like insects.
Eyes accustomed to the darkness.
These are my gifts.
Life in the red.
More than often to hell and back.
Devouring hunger, a thirst never quenched.
To hell and back.
I feed the beast.
What I do to my fucking self.
I'm not of your kind.
A piece of me dies, another strengthens.
I bear my cross.

4. Le Chant Du Diable

Qu'importe que l'on nous acclame.
Ou nous damne le monde entier nous.

L'entrainerons dans les flammes.
Et nous en rions volontiers!
Là où nous passons, que tout tremble!
Et le diable rit avec nous:
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

5. We Prowl, They Crawl

"Et vous, aimables débauches, vous qui, depuis jeunesse, n'avez plus d'autres freins que vos désirs, et d'autres lois que vos caprices, que le cynique.

Dolmancé vous serve d'exemple; allez aussi loin que lui, si, comme lui, vous voulez parcourir toutes les routes de fleurs que la lubricité vous prépare; convainquez vous à son école que ce n'est qu'en étendant la sphère de ses goûts et de ses fantaisies, que ce n'est qu'en sacrifiant tout à la volupté, que le malheureux individu connu sous le nom d'homme, et jeté malgré lui sur ce triste univers, peut réussir à semer quelques roses sur les épines de la vie."

Watch you become less than nothing right before my eyes.

6. Weltanschauung

[Instrumental]

7. Stained I

Virgin territory.
Sucked in and getting shaped.
I still have that picture of her in that summer dress.
Crimson moonlight, hair in her face, and this will be our secret.
Shivering skin, those sexy goose bumps and this will be our secret.
Her trembling hand over hard burning flesh.
Let it be our secret.
And she whispered in my ear, make it hurt, she said make it hurt and that's all that counts.
Right fucking now.
Yes this will do.
So cheap and unimportant.
Yet so perfect.
Such a perfect summer.

8. Stained II

There's a little boy chained to a wall of a damp basement.
Naked and bruised.
Scissor flash between his legs.
His pale hairless body shining in the dark.
Somebody's son.
Somebody's play toy.
The first blow hit her so hard she never figured out how many there were.
The kick.
Their order.

Their laughs.
And this burning pain.
Ripping her apart and she whispered in my ear make it bleed she said make it bleed this was the best summer ever

9. It's a Burning Hell

[originally by Brainbombs]

10. Mind of a Lunatic

[originally by the Geto Boys]






KICKBACK LYRICS