001 Tetsuo 

Uneternal Sleep

Akira Yamaoka

No lyrics.

TOOTH 4 TOOTH

GLOOMCVLT

In this video
You're going to see the future (future, future...)

The Fever (Aye Aye)

Death Grips

How'd you know? 'Cause I was there
Yeah, that shit go, came prepared

Set it slow rolled, anticipation grow slow
Deviated septum, blow hole, sugar cane ko ko
Ayy, ayy, pass the 'dro my way or no way, 24
No 25-8, thought you knew, suicide lane, fuck you
Grab my crotch, what's my name? Been 'round the block
Hangin' scumbag slangin', pay dirt cave in, takin' no prisoners
No escapin', wash brain hook, nothin' I'm sayin'
Ayy, ayy, know what I'm sayin?

I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states, them, back it up
I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states, them, back it up
I got the fever, I got the fever
I got the fever, I got the fever

Sprayin' execution, witch fingernails clawin' through them
Crawlin' through them tunnels, losing touch with everything I'm doin'
Argh, mass confusion, can't make more electrocution
Half cocked, full tilt, rabid dog, filth, argh, know what I'm sayin'?
Fuck it, upside down in a soft top bucket, screamin', shred it

I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states,
them, back it up
I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states, them, back it up
I got the fever, I got the fever

Let me off, screeching halt, concussion blinding, not my fault
Ankles tied to cinder blocks, ayy, ayy
By any means necesserated, blade cut me, sewer drain grated
Bubonic plague spreaded faceless, lurking in the deadest spaces
On your knees, black goat anus, christo anti-clan of shameless
Came to whip those into shapeless, here we go, devastated
(Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go)
(Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go)

Diamonds scrapin' the marrow, out my core
Who's in the mirror? Who's at the door?
Someone's there, wasn't there before
Ceiling connected to the chord
Pull it, pull that shit (Pull that shit)
Pull that shit, pull that shit


I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states,
them, back it up
I got the diamonds, scrapin', sidin'
Wastin' my life in altered states, them, back it up
I got the fever, I got the fever
I got the fever, I got the fever

Clenched Human Fist

KFC Murder Chicks

No lyrics.

Tetsuo Shima

Tender Meat

No lyrics.

Duality

Slipknot

I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it's made of all the things I have to take

Jesus, it never ends, it works its way inside
If the pain goes on, ah

I have screamed until my veins collapsed
I've waited as my time's elapsed

Now all I do is live with so much fate
I've wished for this, I've bitched at that
I've left behind this little fact
You cannot kill what you did not create

I've gotta say what I've gotta say
And then I swear I'll go away

But I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise
I guess I'll save the best for last
My future seems like one big past

You're left with me 'cause you left me no choice

I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
If the pain goes on, I'm not gonna make it

Put me back together or separate the skin from bone
Leave me all the pieces, then you can leave me alone

Tell me the reality is better than the dream
But I found out the hard way, nothing is what it seems


I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it's made of all the things I have to take

Jesus, it never ends, it works its way inside
If the pain goes on, I'm not gonna make it


All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane

I push my fingers into my eyes
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache
But it's made of all the things I have to take

Jesus, it never ends, it works its way inside
If the pain goes on, I'm not gonna make it


All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane
All I've got, all I've got is insane

Spikes

Death Grips

Headless
I skid like Rita, lifted ocean
I drift like my planet don't spin
I skid all over marks like I'm haunted

Rev it up, twirl my la la like profits
It's never much, I'm war-torn in the cockpit
Don't interrupt, my turbulence slaps
My path, massive, demands panoramic

Massive
Shitty, you're ten thousand leagues subzero, sweat dripping
My hancock do-rag riptides like Tent City
Standoff through low lands, eerie silencing

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Massive

Peel out, press me to magnetic slab
Severe swerving, I tow lag

Off uncertainty 'til your zipper locks
My salvia silhouette commence shots
Sixty shots a second on a hexed clock
I strike 'tween each time your solar plex drops

(Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes)

I'm skidding out
I can't help yourself, I skid in doubt
I've dealt with yourself, I tricked hell out
I'm all helter-skelter, I'm on that Faust
None of me left but reflex skidding out
Pulse in my chest feel like it's fixing to bounce

Bounce, bitch, I can't be the road
I'm crashing into planes, I crash and stroll
Maxed out my oath
Don't blame me, I've no soul

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Massive

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
Massive

My skids 'til the brink, I jizz snowmen
Tall knives in my grill feel potent
My jigsaw manipulates you open
My skids writ rubbernecks agent orange
I skid like I'm no use
My headband expand like I choose juice
I binge,
all black enhance my tragic
Ends to a means I can't establish
Noise of nomads on sapphire spice (Spikes, spikes, spikes)
Cumulus in both hands, can't kill myself twice
Pawns tremble like dildos wielded by duppies
Traumatized on for size, roadkill hides like yuppies
I'm too passcode, these gates won't stay closed
Control gets old, I smash out my skin
My vessel thrown like slack at the wind

I'm finally astral now, grab my stems

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-
Massive

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Greed tastes like sin
Spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes, spikes
Spikes are pulling, are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull- are pull-

Barrel of a Gun

Depeche Mode

Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn't come

This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfulness

Who's longing for some rest
And feeling numb

What do you expect of me
What is it you want

Whatever you've planned for me
I'm not the one

A vicious appetite
Visits me each night
And won't be satisfied
Won't be denied


An unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
That leaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside


What am I supposed to do
When everything that I've done
Is leading me to conclude
I'm not the one


Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done
(Whatever)
(Whatever)

Is there something you need from me
Are you having your fun
I never agreed to be
Your holy one


Whatever I've done
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun

Whatever I've done
(Whatever)
(Whatever)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun
Whatever I've done
(Whatever)
(Whatever)
I've been staring down the barrel of a gun