I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the animal who will not be himself
f*ck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?
Hey victim,
You were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's jut kill everyone and let your god sort them out
f*ck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/
I don't need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
f*ck it
[Chorus]
Marilyn Manson - Antichrist Superstar Album Lyrics
Marilyn Manson - Antichrist Superstar Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
The Beautiful People
And I don't want you and I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
You can't smell your own shit on your knees
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf*cker
That's in your way
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they eat the most
The horrible people, the horrible people
It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way
Old-fashioned fascism will take it away
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf*cker
That's in your way
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
The weak ones are there to justify the strong
The beautiful people, the beautiful people
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
You can't see the forest for the trees
You can't smell your own shit on your knees
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf*cker
That's in your way
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
The worms will live in every host
It's hard to pick which one they eat the most
The horrible people, the horrible people
It's as anatomic as the size of your steeple
Capitalism has made it this way
Old-fashioned fascism will take it away
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
There's no time to discriminate
Hate every motherf*cker
That's in your way
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
The beautiful people
The beautiful people (aahh)
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
Hey you, what do you see?
Something beautiful or something free?
Hey, you, are you trying to be mean?
If you live with apes man, it's hard to be clean
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
The beautiful people
Writer: Brian Warner, Esther Dean, Jeordie White, Larry Summerville, Laura Pergolizzi, Melvin Watson, Nicole Scherzinger, Ronald Fair, Stefanie Ridel, Tommy James
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave
Dried Up Tied And Dead To The World
You cut off all of your fingers
Trade them in for dollar bills
Cake up on some makeup to cover all those lines
Wake up and stop shaking, 'cause you're just wasting time
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
You take, but can't be given
You ride, but cannot be ridden
Pinch this tiny heart of mine, wrap it up in soiled twine
You never read what you've written
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
You shove your hair down my throat
I feel your fingers in me, me
Tear this bitter fruit to mess, wrap it in your soiled dress
Now, you must spit out the seeds
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
Trade them in for dollar bills
Cake up on some makeup to cover all those lines
Wake up and stop shaking, 'cause you're just wasting time
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
You take, but can't be given
You ride, but cannot be ridden
Pinch this tiny heart of mine, wrap it up in soiled twine
You never read what you've written
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
You shove your hair down my throat
I feel your fingers in me, me
Tear this bitter fruit to mess, wrap it in your soiled dress
Now, you must spit out the seeds
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
I'll be your lover, I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow, I am anything when I'm high
Anything, when I'm high
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
All dried up and tied up, forever
All f*cked up and dead to the world
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Joerdie Osbourne White
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Tourniquet
She's made of hair and bone, little teeth
Things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts, baby, please tell me
Preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end like this
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Take your, take your, get up out of me
I'm not proud of me
I never, ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly
Sealed up with virgin stitch
If it hurts, baby, please tell me
Preserve the innocence
I never wanted it to end like this
But flies will lay their eggs
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
What I wanted, what I needed
What I got for me
Take your hatred out on me
Make your victim my head
You never ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Take your, take your, get up out of me
I'm not proud of me
I never, ever believed in me
I am your tourniquet
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Scott Mitchell Putesky, Jeordie White
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Little Horn
There's an apple in the pussy mouth
Now I am the dinner whore
There's a tumor in the TV mouth
Burn it out before it grows
Someone better get the dog to kick
Jaws wired shut to save the dick
Out of the bottomless pit
Comes the little horn
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Dead will dance for what is left
Worms will wait with bated breath
"The blind have now become my deaf"
So says the little horn
Save yourself from this
Save yourself from this
Save yourself from this
Save yourself
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Now I am the dinner whore
There's a tumor in the TV mouth
Burn it out before it grows
Someone better get the dog to kick
Jaws wired shut to save the dick
Out of the bottomless pit
Comes the little horn
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
Little horn is born
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Dead will dance for what is left
Worms will wait with bated breath
"The blind have now become my deaf"
So says the little horn
Save yourself from this
Save yourself from this
Save yourself from this
Save yourself
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
Everyone will suffer now
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
You can't save yourself
World spread its legs for another star
World shows its face for another scar
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Trent Reznor
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Cryptorchid
Each time i make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven
when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven
but when they get to you
it's the first thing that they do
each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
when the worm consumes the boy it's never
considered rape
when they get to you
Prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...
angel dies and falls from heaven
when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven
but when they get to you
it's the first thing that they do
each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
when the worm consumes the boy it's never
considered rape
when they get to you
Prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...
Writer: Brian Warner, Esther Dean, Jeordie White, Larry Summerville, Laura Pergolizzi, Melvin Watson, Nicole Scherzinger, Ronald Fair, Stefanie Ridel, Tommy James
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Deformography
When you wish upon your star
Don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard
I fell into you, now I'm on my back
An insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
Lift you up like the sweetest angel
I'll tear you down like a whore
I will bury your god in my warm spit
You'll be deformed in your porn
(Dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
You eat up my heart and all the little parts
Your star is so sharp, it leaves me jagged holes
I make myself sick just to poison you
If I can't have you, then no one will
I will bury your god in my warm spit
You'll be deformed in your porn
(You're such a)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (a dirty, dirty, dirty)
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
I lift you up like the sweetest angel
I'll tear you down like a whore
You're such a dirty, dirty
You little rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
Don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard
I fell into you, now I'm on my back
An insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
Lift you up like the sweetest angel
I'll tear you down like a whore
I will bury your god in my warm spit
You'll be deformed in your porn
(Dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
You eat up my heart and all the little parts
Your star is so sharp, it leaves me jagged holes
I make myself sick just to poison you
If I can't have you, then no one will
I will bury your god in my warm spit
You'll be deformed in your porn
(You're such a)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (a dirty, dirty, dirty)
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal
I lift you up like the sweetest angel
I'll tear you down like a whore
You're such a dirty, dirty
You little rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
Rock star, yeah (you're such a dirty, dirty)
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
I am the one you want, and what you want is so unreal
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Trent Reznor
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Wormboy
When will you realize you're already there?
So watered down, your feelings have turned to mud
"Love everybody" is destroying the value of
All hate has got me nowhere
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping
I know I'm slipping away
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping
I know I'm slipping away
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When will you realize you're already here?
You'll thank us now, that you have crossed over
Don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
The world shudders as the worm gets his wings
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
Then I got my wings
And I never even knew it
When I was a worm
Thought I wouldn't get through it
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) everything they said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) said I was
(Oh no)
So watered down, your feelings have turned to mud
"Love everybody" is destroying the value of
All hate has got me nowhere
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping
I know I'm slipping away
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping
I know I'm slipping away
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When will you realize you're already here?
You'll thank us now, that you have crossed over
Don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
The world shudders as the worm gets his wings
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
Then I got my wings
And I never even knew it
When I was a worm
Thought I wouldn't get through it
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
When you get to heaven
You will wish you're in hell
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) everything they said it was
(Oh no, I am) all the things they said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) everything they said I was
(Oh no, it is) said I was
(Oh no, I am) said I was
(Oh no)
Writer: Jeordie White, Putesky Scott, Warner Brian Hugh Brian
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Mister Superstar
"Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'll do anything for you
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'm your number one fan"
"Hey, Mr. Porno Star, I-I-I-I want you
Hey, Mr. Sickly Star, I wanna get sick from you
Hey, Mr. Fallen Star, don't you know I worship you?
Hey, hey, Mr. Big Rock Star, I wanna grow up just like you"
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
"Hey, Mr. Super Hate, I just wanna love you
Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Super F*ck, I wanna go down on you
Hey, Mr. Super God, will you answer my prayers?
Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Superman, I wanna be your little girl"
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
I know that I can turn you
I wish I could just turn you
I never wanted any of this
I know that I can turn you
I wish I could just turn you
I never, never, never, never, never
Never, never wanted this
You could kill yourself on TV (I wish I was dead)
I wish you'd kill yourself on TV (I wish I was dead)
Will you kill yourself on TV? (I wish I was dead)
We'd like to see you dead (I wish I was dead)
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'll kill myself for you
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'll kill you, if I can't have you
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'm your number one fan"
"Hey, Mr. Porno Star, I-I-I-I want you
Hey, Mr. Sickly Star, I wanna get sick from you
Hey, Mr. Fallen Star, don't you know I worship you?
Hey, hey, Mr. Big Rock Star, I wanna grow up just like you"
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
"Hey, Mr. Super Hate, I just wanna love you
Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Super F*ck, I wanna go down on you
Hey, Mr. Super God, will you answer my prayers?
Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Superman, I wanna be your little girl"
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
I know that I can turn you
I wish I could just turn you
I never wanted any of this
I know that I can turn you
I wish I could just turn you
I never, never, never, never, never
Never, never wanted this
You could kill yourself on TV (I wish I was dead)
I wish you'd kill yourself on TV (I wish I was dead)
Will you kill yourself on TV? (I wish I was dead)
We'd like to see you dead (I wish I was dead)
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'll kill myself for you
Hey, Mr. Superstar, I'll kill you, if I can't have you
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar, super f*ck, baby
Superstar
Writer: Jeordie White, Warner Brian Hugh Brian
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Angel With The Scabbed Wings
He is the angel with the scabbed wings
Hard-drug face, wanna powder his nose
He will deflower the freshest crop
Dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores, rock and roll sores
Dead is what he is, he does what he please
The things that he has
And you'll never want to see
What you're never gonna be, now
Sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
You don't wanna see him, you only wanna be him
Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
Man can't always reap what he sow
He is the maker
He is the taker
He is the savior
He is the raper
Dead is what he is, he does what he please
The things that he has
You'll never want to see
What you're never gonna be, now
Sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
You don't wanna see him, you only wanna be him
Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
Man can't always reap what he sow
He is the maker
He is the taker
He is the savior
He is the raper
Get back, you're never gonna leave him
Get back, you're always gonna please him
Get back, you're never gonna leave him
Get back, you're always gonna please him
He is the angel with the scabbed wings
Hard-drug face, wanna powder his nose
He will deflower the freshest crop
Dry up all the wombs with rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Man can't always reap what he sow
Hard-drug face, wanna powder his nose
He will deflower the freshest crop
Dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores, rock and roll sores
Dead is what he is, he does what he please
The things that he has
And you'll never want to see
What you're never gonna be, now
Sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
You don't wanna see him, you only wanna be him
Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
Man can't always reap what he sow
He is the maker
He is the taker
He is the savior
He is the raper
Dead is what he is, he does what he please
The things that he has
You'll never want to see
What you're never gonna be, now
Sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
You don't wanna see him, you only wanna be him
Mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
Man can't always reap what he sow
He is the maker
He is the taker
He is the savior
He is the raper
Get back, you're never gonna leave him
Get back, you're always gonna please him
Get back, you're never gonna leave him
Get back, you're always gonna please him
He is the angel with the scabbed wings
Hard-drug face, wanna powder his nose
He will deflower the freshest crop
Dry up all the wombs with rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Rock and roll sores
Man can't always reap what he sow
Writer: Jeordie White, Steve Bier, Warner Brian Hugh Brian
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Kinderfeld
He lives inside my mouth
And tells me what to say
When he turns the trains
On he makes it go away
The hands are cracked and dirty and
The nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on he
Unties all of the strings
[The worm:]
"Tell me something beautiful,
Tell me something free,
Tell me something beautiful
And I wish that I could be."
(then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it)
[Jack (not spoken):]
Come, come
The toys all smell like children
And scab-knees will obey
I'll have to kneel on broomsticks
Just to make it go away
[The inauguration of the worm]
(then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it)
[A voice we have not yet heard:]
"because today is black
Because there is no turning back.
Because your lies have watered me
I have become the strongest weed" weed...
[Through jack's eyes:]
The taste of metal
Disintegrator
Three holes upon the leather belt
It's cut and swollen
And the age is showing
[Boy:] "There's no one here to save ourself."
[The disintegrator (to himself):]
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
And tells me what to say
When he turns the trains
On he makes it go away
The hands are cracked and dirty and
The nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on he
Unties all of the strings
[The worm:]
"Tell me something beautiful,
Tell me something free,
Tell me something beautiful
And I wish that I could be."
(then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it)
[Jack (not spoken):]
Come, come
The toys all smell like children
And scab-knees will obey
I'll have to kneel on broomsticks
Just to make it go away
[The inauguration of the worm]
(then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
When I was a worm, thought I couldn't get through it)
[A voice we have not yet heard:]
"because today is black
Because there is no turning back.
Because your lies have watered me
I have become the strongest weed" weed...
[Through jack's eyes:]
The taste of metal
Disintegrator
Three holes upon the leather belt
It's cut and swollen
And the age is showing
[Boy:] "There's no one here to save ourself."
[The disintegrator (to himself):]
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear
Writer: Jeordie White, Steve Bier, Warner Brian Hugh Brian
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Antichrist Superstar
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
Whose mistake am I, anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things
Repent (that's what he's talking about)
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent (that's what he's talking about)
Whose mistake am I, anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Hey, hey, hey, hey
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Hey, hey, hey, hey
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
Hey, hey, hey, hey
You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have to sell you
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that's what I'm talking about
Whose mistake am I, anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger, it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things
Repent (that's what he's talking about)
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent (that's what he's talking about)
Whose mistake am I, anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Hey, hey, hey, hey
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
The time has come, it is quite clear
Our antichrist is almost here
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
Now you'll see your star
Hey, hey, hey, hey
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White, Stephen Gregory Bier Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
1996
Light a candle for the sinners
Set the world on fire
Anti choice and anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
Anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
Anti fascist, anti mod
I am the anti-music god
Anti sober, anti whore
Never be enough of anti more
I can't believe in the things that don't believe in me
Now, it's your turn to see what I hate about me
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
Anti money, anti hate
Anti things I f*cked and ate
Anti cop and anti fun
Here is my anti-President gun
Anti Satan, anti black
The anti world is on my back
Anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-Pope
I can't believe in the things that don't believe in me
Now, it's your turn to see what I hate about me
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Antichrist Superstar
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
This is where your faith ends
1996, 1996, 1996, 1996
Anti peace and anti life
Anti husband, anti wife
Anti song and anti me
I don't deserve a chance to be
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Antichrist Superstar
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
Set the world on fire
Anti choice and anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
Anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
Anti fascist, anti mod
I am the anti-music god
Anti sober, anti whore
Never be enough of anti more
I can't believe in the things that don't believe in me
Now, it's your turn to see what I hate about me
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
Anti money, anti hate
Anti things I f*cked and ate
Anti cop and anti fun
Here is my anti-President gun
Anti Satan, anti black
The anti world is on my back
Anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-Pope
I can't believe in the things that don't believe in me
Now, it's your turn to see what I hate about me
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Antichrist Superstar
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
This is where your faith ends
1996, 1996, 1996, 1996
Anti peace and anti life
Anti husband, anti wife
Anti song and anti me
I don't deserve a chance to be
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Antichrist Superstar
Anti people, now you've gone too far
Here's your Antichrist Superstar
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Jeordie White
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Minute Of Decay
From a dead man
Greetings
There's not much left to love
Too tired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I've been to black and back
I've whited out my name
A lack of pain, a lack of hope
A lack of anything to say
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I'd love to live this lie
How do you see it?
How do you know?
How do you see it?
I looked ahead and everything was dead
How do you know?
I guess that I am, too
How do you see it?
I looked ahead and everything was dead
How do you know?
I guess that I am
I guess that I am, too
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I'd love to live this lie
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
Greetings
There's not much left to love
Too tired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I've been to black and back
I've whited out my name
A lack of pain, a lack of hope
A lack of anything to say
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I'd love to live this lie
How do you see it?
How do you know?
How do you see it?
I looked ahead and everything was dead
How do you know?
I guess that I am, too
How do you see it?
I looked ahead and everything was dead
How do you know?
I guess that I am
I guess that I am, too
The minute that it's born
It begins to die
I'd love to just give in
I'd love to live this lie
I'd love to live this lie
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
The Reflecting God
Your world is an ashtray
We burn and coil like cigarettes
The more you cry your ashes turn to mud
It's the nature of the leeches the virgin's
Feeling cheated
You've only spent a second of your life
My world is unaffected there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true
There is a dream inside a dream
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
You'll understand when I'm dead
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me
Saw heaven and hell were lies
When I'm god everybody dies
Scar/can you feel my power?
Shoot here and the world gets smaller
Scar/scar/can you feel my power?
One shot and the world gets smaller
Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of death
There's no reason to live at all
My world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true,
There is a dream inside a dream,
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
You'll understand when I'm dead
(bridge)
(chorus)
"each thing I show you is a piece of my death"
Shoot shoot shoot motherf*cker
No salvation, no forgiveness
"this is beyond your experience"
Forgiveness
We burn and coil like cigarettes
The more you cry your ashes turn to mud
It's the nature of the leeches the virgin's
Feeling cheated
You've only spent a second of your life
My world is unaffected there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true
There is a dream inside a dream
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
You'll understand when I'm dead
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me
Saw heaven and hell were lies
When I'm god everybody dies
Scar/can you feel my power?
Shoot here and the world gets smaller
Scar/scar/can you feel my power?
One shot and the world gets smaller
Let's jump upon the sharp swords
And cut away our smiles
Without the threat of death
There's no reason to live at all
My world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it's true,
There is a dream inside a dream,
I'm wide awake the more I sleep
You'll understand when I'm dead
(bridge)
(chorus)
"each thing I show you is a piece of my death"
Shoot shoot shoot motherf*cker
No salvation, no forgiveness
"this is beyond your experience"
Forgiveness
Writer: BRIAN HUGH WARNER, JEORDIE WHITE, TRENT REZNOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Man That You Fear
The ants are in the sugar
The muscles atrophied
We're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
Spread me open,
Sticking to my pointy ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Pray until your number,
Asleep from all your pain,
Your apple has been rotting
Tomorrow's turned up dead
I have it all and I have no choice but to
I'll make everyone pay and you will see
You can kill yourself now
Because you're dead
In my mind
The boy that you loved is the monster you fear
Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
You've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
Pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
Someone had to go this far
I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
You've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
The world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
There's no one left for you
When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed
The muscles atrophied
We're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
Spread me open,
Sticking to my pointy ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Pray until your number,
Asleep from all your pain,
Your apple has been rotting
Tomorrow's turned up dead
I have it all and I have no choice but to
I'll make everyone pay and you will see
You can kill yourself now
Because you're dead
In my mind
The boy that you loved is the monster you fear
Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
You've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
Pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
Someone had to go this far
I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear
Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
You've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
The world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
There's no one left for you
When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed
Writer: BRIAN HUGH WARNER, JEORDIE WHITE, SCOTT MITCHELL PUTESKY, STEPHEN GREGORY BIER JR.
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HORI PRO ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
Track 99
Go aheah and build a better messiah,we can dig another grave
This is your calling.
If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do
Something has grown in my chest.
And I have seen it.
It is hard and cold.
It's been dormant for many years.
I have tried to save you, but I cannot come to save you
But this is what you deserve
This is what we deserve
This is something that we have brought upon ourselves
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
God will grovel before me.
God will crawl at my feet.
These are the dying years.
These are the dying years.
When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you.
This is your calling.
If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do
Something has grown in my chest.
And I have seen it.
It is hard and cold.
It's been dormant for many years.
I have tried to save you, but I cannot come to save you
But this is what you deserve
This is what we deserve
This is something that we have brought upon ourselves
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
God will grovel before me.
God will crawl at my feet.
These are the dying years.
These are the dying years.
When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Antichrist Superstar is the second studio album by American rock band Marilyn Manson. It was released on October 8, 1996, by Nothing and Interscope Records. It was recorded at Nothing Studios in New Orleans and produced by the band's eponymous vocalist along with Sean Beavan, former Skinny Puppy producer Dave Ogilvie and Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails. The recording of the album was marred by excessive drug use, which provoked a high level of antagonism between band members. Consequently, it was their last release to feature contributions from founding guitarist Daisy Berkowitz, who was acrimoniously fired partway through recording.
A rock opera and a concept album, Antichrist Superstar was the first installment in a trilogy which included succeeding releases Mechanical Animals (1998) and Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death) (2000). The central storyline on the album revolved around a supernatural being who seizes all power from humanity in order to initiate an apocalyptic end event; a populist demagogue who is driven solely by resentment, misanthropy, and despair, he uses his newfound position to destroy the world. The record can be seen as a social critique, utilizing this premise as a metaphor for the perceived fascist elements of the conservative political movement and the Christian right in North America.
Preceded by "The Beautiful People", whose music video received three nominations at the 1997 MTV Video Music Awards, the album was both a critical and commercial success. Lorraine Ali of Rolling Stone credited Antichrist Superstar with ending the dominance of grunge within popular music. In the years since its release, various publications have listed it among the best albums of the 1990s. The album debuted at number three on the Billboard 200, and has sold almost two million copies in the United States alone. As of 2011, worldwide album sales had surpassed over seven million copies.
The album was supported by the controversial "Dead to the World Tour", which was heavily criticized by elements of the Christian right. Nearly every North American venue the band visited was picketed by religious organizations, predominantly because of unfounded, exaggerated claims of onstage drug use, bestiality, and Satanic rituals, including animal and even human sacrifice.
The band also found itself the target of congressional hearings, which attempted to implicate the group in a fan's suicide. Several previously unreleased recordings were issued on soundtracks throughout 1997, including "Apple of Sodom" and "Long Hard Road Out of Hell".
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Marilyn MansonA rock opera and a concept album, Antichrist Superstar was the first installment in a trilogy which included succeeding releases Mechanical Animals (1998) and Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death) (2000). The central storyline on the album revolved around a supernatural being who seizes all power from humanity in order to initiate an apocalyptic end event; a populist demagogue who is driven solely by resentment, misanthropy, and despair, he uses his newfound position to destroy the world. The record can be seen as a social critique, utilizing this premise as a metaphor for the perceived fascist elements of the conservative political movement and the Christian right in North America.
Preceded by "The Beautiful People", whose music video received three nominations at the 1997 MTV Video Music Awards, the album was both a critical and commercial success. Lorraine Ali of Rolling Stone credited Antichrist Superstar with ending the dominance of grunge within popular music. In the years since its release, various publications have listed it among the best albums of the 1990s. The album debuted at number three on the Billboard 200, and has sold almost two million copies in the United States alone. As of 2011, worldwide album sales had surpassed over seven million copies.
The album was supported by the controversial "Dead to the World Tour", which was heavily criticized by elements of the Christian right. Nearly every North American venue the band visited was picketed by religious organizations, predominantly because of unfounded, exaggerated claims of onstage drug use, bestiality, and Satanic rituals, including animal and even human sacrifice.
The band also found itself the target of congressional hearings, which attempted to implicate the group in a fan's suicide. Several previously unreleased recordings were issued on soundtracks throughout 1997, including "Apple of Sodom" and "Long Hard Road Out of Hell".
Genre(s): Industrial metal, industrial rock, alternative metal, gothic rock
Producer(s): Sean Beavan, Marilyn Manson, Dave Ogilvie, Trent Reznor
Length: 77:26
Released: October 8th, 1996
Year: 1996