Pig Destroyer Album

The vomit on your lips
tastes like the sex of a twin sister
I can hear your stomach knot
As another threshold is reached
And crossed imagination is the key
So destroy with the nails
Repair with the tongue and repeat
It only hurts if you look
I am a velvet corpse kneeling before you
And for a split second
Your eyes were lambs
As my fingers slipped around your neck
On the way to heaven

with better eyes i could have seen the disgust on your face when i spoke your name and with better ears i could have heard the disgust in your voice when you spoke mine and with better hands i could have felt your skin crawl when my fingers touched down upon your neck and with a better nose i could have smelled the vomit churning in your stomach when you touched me out of pity and perhaps with a better voice my words might have done more than flatter and yet even with all these things i know it would have happened the same way because even now i still wish i could do it all over again

A pair of cracked snowflakes bleed behind a veil of crimson butterflies
Her face is a heaven littered with dead angels i bathed in their blood
Slept upon their severed wings imagining a place called innocence
I see flashes of pale skin writhing in bruised ecstasy
I am the immortal disciple of a dying god
Each time she forgives me it becomes easier
Her smile has gone and in the bedroom
There is only the hollow scraping of skeletal lovers dreaming of skin

rebellion impossible your cabal crushed in its infancy they watch you conspire
from distances beyond your perception before revolt is feasible their ability
to negate our strategems must be annulled we must blind the watchers.

I dream of leaving this body
Through a leak in my skin
Escaping this temple
Holding a young god in visions of purity
Undone visions of purity undone
And yet i gave in to divinity
Or perhaps just sleight of hand
But on the day the guilt fades away
I will finally understand

A sliver of star dances through my sky
To crash into another lifetime
Always the journey never the destination
Those lovely columns of fanged smoke
Wander through plastic gardens
Where kisses blown at a forgotten love
Still drift looking for a face in a world of masks
I see a light on a dead horizon
Glowing like a bed of sapphires in a sea of ash
But it's a distraction and nothing more
Just an instrument to measure the darkness
That swallows me from time to time

Like a rabbit drowning in quicksand
I say as i try to imagine the death whisper
Of your heart dissolving through my cupped hands
Ambushed by assassins in my blind spot
I couldn't recover in time to save a sleeping child
From being pulled in by a silent tide

i see the pale girl in a red dress on the stairs of a sinking mansion her siblings take me to her sometimes they say she's my ghost sent back to rape this body and that i'm a painter of dead girls sleeping with the same vultures that tear the flesh from my inspiration she comes to me obscured a distant figure in the rainfall

Huh!
down on the street
where the faces shine.
floatin' around i'm
a real low mind.
see a pretty thing - ain't no wall.
see a pretty thing - ain't no wall.
no wall,
no wall,
no wall.
Uuh!
yeah deep in the night
i'm lost in love.
yeah deep in the night
i'm lost in love.
a thousand lights
look at you.
a thousand lights
look at you.
i'm lost, i'm lost, i'm lost - yeah.
Huh
faces shine - real low mind.
real low mind.
i'm a real low mind.
real low mind