Otep - Thots lyrics
[Otep - Thots lyrics]
Nothings changed the senates still corrupt
And the emporer remains insane
And everyday is a new strain of slaughter
Supply lines are less protected
Evil on all sides
I can smell the death on your flesh
- creeping in
Trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
And all i see is you and all i see is you
That face those eyes
Burning like leprosy
I can see u there poisoning the air
Prostituting Nationalism
And i want to attack
To rip out your heart and lay
Your flat on your back
And vomit a world of agony and truth
Into your throbbing illness of memory
And hate guides our way
And hate guides our way
I long for the icy slap of
A belt across my back
For the acceptance of death
And blind cave war
The giving sleep of depression
The sweet elucidation of savage
Meaningless aggression
Chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother
Jupiter and his slave disciples
In the harem tents - outside
Just beyond the edges - i ride
A cycloptic mirror in the
Fires of imagination
Feeding my disease a river of plagues
I need something to remind me
I am still sinning that pain in important
That words matter that healing in possible
That eye am not alone in this
- guard the houses - triple the watch
- maidens, dig up your sorcery
- sirens, sharpen your rocks
You will eat my pain again
Whatever you need whatever you need
Whatever you need unite messiah ME
And the emporer remains insane
And everyday is a new strain of slaughter
Supply lines are less protected
Evil on all sides
I can smell the death on your flesh
- creeping in
Trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
And all i see is you and all i see is you
That face those eyes
Burning like leprosy
I can see u there poisoning the air
Prostituting Nationalism
And i want to attack
To rip out your heart and lay
Your flat on your back
And vomit a world of agony and truth
Into your throbbing illness of memory
And hate guides our way
And hate guides our way
I long for the icy slap of
A belt across my back
For the acceptance of death
And blind cave war
The giving sleep of depression
The sweet elucidation of savage
Meaningless aggression
Chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother
Jupiter and his slave disciples
In the harem tents - outside
Just beyond the edges - i ride
A cycloptic mirror in the
Fires of imagination
Feeding my disease a river of plagues
I need something to remind me
I am still sinning that pain in important
That words matter that healing in possible
That eye am not alone in this
- guard the houses - triple the watch
- maidens, dig up your sorcery
- sirens, sharpen your rocks
You will eat my pain again
Whatever you need whatever you need
Whatever you need unite messiah ME