SUPERJOINT RITUAL LYRICS
album: "Use Once And Destroy" (2002)
1. Oblivious Maximus2. It Takes No Guts
3. Everyone Hates Everyone
4. The Introvert
5. The Alcoholik
6. F**k Your Enemy
7. 4 Songs
8. Messages
9. All Of Our Lives Will Get Tried
10. Antifaith
11. Ozena
12. Drug Your Love
13. Haunted Hated
14. Stupid, Stupid Man
15. Creepy Crawl
16. Superjoint Ritual
17. Starvation Trip
18. Little H
1. Oblivious Maximus
2. It Takes No Guts
There is no bright relation, refry this shitty life
Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
The promise of piss is here, and I've dug the filthy dredge
Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
There is no grace in waiting, there's only bastard baiting
Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Raped by your father, where you hurt there?
Were you horny? Were you horrified?
They were the first to revv up, they were the last to ride
Can you find it? Can you feel it? Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Taken by a blood relation-take that, love that
Given inches, given fortitude-take that, love that
Crying eyes, a man of forty-take that, love that
Taken back there, day to day
I feel, extreme, amped up
Kill the guilty
3. Everyone Hates Everyone
Mind is a freeze, from me, from you, from shock
There is no sanctuary, I want to do you right now
Your blank look tells me, you're not to thrilled at all
To stand here face-to-face with me
You want to stab me, right now, not tomorrow
'Cause there's a fine line between me and them
Call it a rift
I can't just look you in the eye without just crying/laughing
I speak with death-threat tone...you and yours want to make a name
Pack it up and move on right now, no tomorrow
Can't take your best shot,
'Cause you're too chicken shit
You and yours want to make a name
Pack it up and move on right now
'Cause there's a fine line between me and them
Call it a...
I will decide
There's pressure, revolving, unloading, depreciated
Step on the foot of Excelcier, a net in the womb of the aftermath
The problem ahead is that "fine line" that keeps us apart
A fence there in the middle
Keeps us apart again
4. The Introvert
Leave well enough alone, annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see, a curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons are controlling
[repeat 1st verse]
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons are controlling
The dropping ladder of crucifixion
Of crooked eyes, one green, one blue
A Mongoloid gaze
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons, are controlling
A "never had", a "never will"
In the syringe being pushed through
The leverage that pulls it over
Is dropping into the moot, drowning on a sinking boat
The pressure brings it up, then down
5. The Alcoholik
Pick up and shake in the wind
Shed your resource and keep it down, trashed
Don't make it right, don't move it in
Put it in the mouth, and swallowed whole
Smashed
(It makes all the sense to me, and could it make all the sense to you? Let
it ride)
Because there ain't no winning in this one right
I try to facilitate, whine in restoration
Blewn
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground
Fry and hallucinate, pry and investigate
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground
Pitfalls of grief, on all that displayed for the ground out
Prophetically speaking the wilted unformulated
6. F**k Your Enemy
Where were you? When was it me?
A hollow paw, a quiet stare
Drain is slowly, the flow of birth
Eat the after(birth) and satiate the claw-rise
The dumb ones rise to salute the queer
Another dreary (outlook), people fearing
Dick the system, screw the city
Forget you were, forget you were
Die when you can do no more damage
7. 4 Songs
God, my eyes were wide...an open casket smile
You were never liked at all, and I'm fucking glad you're gone
You would rip off, a pervert jackoff, big talk-no show
Broken back bone
[chorus]
You never looked better, dead and gone
I never felt better, you're dead and gone and...
I wish I would have done, what nature finished first
I'd done it with my hand, then left and shot myself
[chorus]
You never looked better, dead and gone
I never felt better, you're dead and gone and no more bother
I never lose sleep, I don't regret a thing
Believe me when I say, I'm fucking glad it's over
The praising of a higher hate
Don't doubt a fucking word
The darkest month, the darkest month is here
When you can't move so freely
Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out
I can't watch, I can't bear it
I just want to hang myself
Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out
I committed a felony, I never had much trouble before
First time offender
But I got put through the ringer
And my bank account shrunk a lot
They set an example, however
There's not a chance, no way through me
You've never forgiven, exploited in dirt, it bothers you, it tortures you
One more plight, left in life, shoot me dead, in the head
Catch me if you can...
Never touch me, never come near me
You're a punk, a bunch of words, not one percent
You're found out...if you were me, you'd be in luck
But you're not, so you suck
Show me a dollar, I'll show you no heart
Show me a heart, and I'll show you my eyes
Wrong inside
Given the inch, crippled a mile, the pull of the dragon, the pull of the drug
I can't see what the big fucking deal is?!
No repentance, no respect, blown up eyes, blown up skies!
I can't see what the big fucking deal is?!
And I cannot wait till the love is a fuck...
Back to the world, the tourniquet knot is slipping apart
Bones left to pick, they radiate and splinter away
8. Messages
Messages...
The bastards in the yard, they circle the house and car
They'll make a check today, yet spend it on themselves
A hostage of cocaine, bump off buck knives
With skinny and rancid whores, or a child at the porn store
It's coming...wait for them to kill the innocent man
The kid next door, it's the finalization, we're the battered herd
It's coming...wait for them to kill the most in us
The riveting shock, for half a block
My synapsis is full of years and years and years and years
A hermaphrodite hanging in the window of cause
A borrowed theme song, a twisted tide
Throw me to the dogs today
I could care less now
9. All Of Our Lives Will Get Tried
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue
In a circular motion
Tie it off, cause it will bleed
There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried
Sugar cut eighty-eight percent, doggy style pin prick
Seventies bush, eighties bald
There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly
There went my precious self
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you...
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried
Test it, study it
Think about it when you're lying in a ditch
10. Antifaith
Through the beyond, the brain that creeps compulsion
Unrash decision, a battle pitched with lyric
Bastard world is swallowing and harvesting
A dense generation that's doomed to repeat over and over
[chorus]
Dischord, fear, psychosis, then the grave
Antifaith, a legion in the cerebellum
Kill the senses, dream of guilt, a blatant fraud
Abominations will maximize both death and danger
[chorus]
Dischord, fear, psychosis, then genocide
At one time, try it again and again
A grizzled down execution, your flesh at one with the dirt
No death king, no veil of martyrs, just red, raw, and gone
11. Ozena
She's crap, she's scum - related to the gutter
She never looks behind her, for there sleeps ashen past
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Her mouth hangs wrong, cateract coloured eyes
She smells like gone from the give-up
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
Lisp like a little kid, through split tongue seizures
sucking air sounds prevalent, it's a rebirth...
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
12. Drug Your Love
Incite the weak, prove tough, prove blunt
Bear gifts, that seize rewards - devout praise
Eradicate the will, deny resistance further
An undenying rhythm that's bad for it
I'll pass the bread I've poisoned with the hook worm
Drug your love
Restrain your hands, graft them to themselves
Piss high, down speed, the wisdom of the letch
Identified by the scars about the cock, balls, and ass
Make them kiss the bottom rung
Make them sorry for you and the fasting
Drug your love
So this is what it's grown into
It flowers, then it wraps around you
Eyes of Adam, teeth of Eve
It's natural in this progression
Spread your legs for your addiction
Spread your legs for your addiction...
...and be mystified
Mystified [x4]
13. Haunted Hated
[Verse 1]
Follow long, lay that door.
I would kill, a pierce that priced me.
Slack in bed, slack and better.
Switch and clear, fill the void.[x2]
[Chorus]
Followed home, always fear.
Refill my prescription for Friday.
[Verse 2]
Follow long, lay that door.
I would kill, fill the void.
[Chorus]
Followed Home, always fear.
Refill my prescription for Friday.
[Verse 3]
What it is.
Fail on the outside,
and the great relief.
The ribbon on the half.
Dumb appolagy.
A Razor in your brain
A close missed attention,
For the road to mass creation.
Won, Dead.
14. Stupid, Stupid Man
Celebrate your yellow eyes, no intention, self prevention
A horror tide, death for dead, borrowed time, a hallowed life
You're fucking dead...you're fucking dead
Hungry for the mother love, you instigate a situation
Half a head, half a body, baby rapist, dickless wonder
You're bought and sold, you're bought and sold
Crap full, not sure, my fears
The rain comes, like blood
Invented, for your amateur soul...
Kiss it goodbye
15. Creepy Crawl
Countless hours, turning into, countless days
A doubtful outlook...
Digging from my grave, that's my home actually
Sick and angry for no reason
Falling into Manson's thrall...
Charlie's stare will draw you in
A god reborn? A total clown?
Now the truth...a five-six joke?
Or was he the one?
I can't change the exposed truth
God is gone, and never will, never was, never has been
Thoughts provoke, a disgusting sight
If this is real? Or a chemical life?
Digging from my grave, that's my home actually
Sick and angry for no reason
Falling into Manson's thrall...
Charlie's stare will draw you in
A god reborn? A total clown?
Now the truth...a five-six joke?
Or was he the one?
I can't change the exposed truth
God is gone, and never will, never was, never has been
16. Superjoint Ritual
There is no pill, piece, puzzle, solution
Pulse, reaction, inhilation, exhale, gag
Fall out, retarding, pussyhole theory
You fucking dumb fuck
Get killed
17. Starvation Trip
[Bonus Demo]
18. Little H
[Bonus Demo]
SUPERJOINT RITUAL:
Philip Anselmo - Vocals, Guitar
Jimmy Bower - Guitar
Joe Fazzio - Drums
Kevin Bond - Touring Guitar Player
III - Touring Bass Player
Produced by Dave Fortman and Superjoint Ritual
Mixed by Dave Fortman
Recorded at Balance Recording Studios, Mandeville, Louisiana
Masterd by Mark Casselman at Orange Whip Recordings
Artwork Design - Joe Fazzio and Keith Neltner
All songs written by Superjoint Ritual
Thanks to Strife82 for sending these lyrics.
Thanks to nickamelink, killstapp for sending track #13 lyrics.
Thanks to aeebles for correcting track #15 lyrics.
Philip Anselmo - Vocals, Guitar
Jimmy Bower - Guitar
Joe Fazzio - Drums
Kevin Bond - Touring Guitar Player
III - Touring Bass Player
Produced by Dave Fortman and Superjoint Ritual
Mixed by Dave Fortman
Recorded at Balance Recording Studios, Mandeville, Louisiana
Masterd by Mark Casselman at Orange Whip Recordings
Artwork Design - Joe Fazzio and Keith Neltner
All songs written by Superjoint Ritual
Thanks to Strife82 for sending these lyrics.
Thanks to nickamelink, killstapp for sending track #13 lyrics.
Thanks to aeebles for correcting track #15 lyrics.
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