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V E L V E T A C I D C H R I S T
Crypulse (still crying)
2000
Album: Twisted Thought Generator.
Influence: Skinny Puppy, Future Sound Of London.
Music: Erickson/Workman
Lyrics/Vocals: Erickson.
Gear: Emu E6400, Roland JP-8080, Yamaha FS1R, TC Electronics Fireworx, Roland Sh-101, Roland SH-09, Roland HS-60, Roland MKS-30, Roland GX 700, Alesis DM PRO.
Copyright 2000 Velvet Acid Christ.

LYRICS: This asset a chameleon a million eyes ripping in places settle down to find cold places you live your life on a broken face her majesty following me to control this impurity our machines that never taught you how to love or be free containment containment isolation a fair call your weeping soul lost in futility ov this rightous way to be so hold yourself so cry till death and your hands ripping up everything that you ever loved. She can't see the light a vision not so bright She put me in this hole a seeping carnivore She found the key to live in something I must give A putrid parasite she thinks she's always right She cannot see a night her future burns so bright She put me in this hole a creeping carnivore She found the key to live in something I must give A putrid parasite she thinks she's always right Freeze on a balcony ov this stage covered in broken glass that scrapes up all the sands of your time running low why did you sell your soul why did you let me go I never understood this game so please refrain from tormenting me She can't see the light a vision not so bright She put me in this hole a creeping carnivore She found the key to live in something I must give A putrid parasite she thinks she's always right She cannot see a night her futures not so bright She put me in this hole a creeping carnivore She found the key to live in something I must give A putrid parasite she thinks she's always right I must be out of time I could be out of life I must out of time I could be out of mind I must be out of my mind I cannot see this light I don't know why this is I cannot give to live

NOTES
Holding onto dead relationships, the animal it becomes by itself, the treachery of love, and the death of your innocence. How people change, drugs and society take them away, and make them look normal, eat shit food, do drugs (paxil is the devil), become like everyone else, soulless capitalist scum. I was aiming this at all my X friends. dead cities meets last rights.