God Machine

标题:God Machine

艺人:Acid Bath

专辑:When The Kite String Pops

作词:Acid Bath

作曲:Acid Bath

制谱人:Guitar: methamphetaminemilkshake

Guitar Notes: not too sure about whether measures 63-65 are totally right. thats the only part i really had a hard time figuring out.

节拍:♩ = 190

key:2

"The God machine is hungry for individualism and ripe brains. 

The skull farmers do their rain dance and pray the machine falls to sleep. 

She holds me close and whispers wet, "there are cannibals among us". 

Mad in love with dry dead boys in the backs of abandoned cars. 

Smoking the bones of children, plotting the murder of love." 



Strapped into the chair the needle now descends 

As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends 

Blood beneath their finger nails, swallow all my pain 

Dirty needles break the skin, suck hard as I drain 

Drain me (x2) 



Sunken eyes, a twisted spine, a whiter shade of pale 

Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails 

Inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs 

Their machine is coming carried on a million legs 



Waking in the sleep of reason, winter is the forever season 

Lick thy mother's bleeding lips, from this glass of hate we sip 

Fuck the glass we pump the keg, kill conception at the egg 

Her chin is wet with someone's hate, love, disfigure, amputate 

Amputate (x2) 



Can you remember how it felt to be alive? 

Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they cannot cry 

Fuck your deities of dying love! 

We have shot them down from the skies above 

Screaming convulsing, my eyes are bleeding 

Be silent now and take your beating 



I wonder how long you would live with a bullet in your gut 

I wonder how much shit you'd talk if your throat was cut 

I wonder what you'd sound like begging me to let you breathe 

I wonder how much pain it would take to make you all believe 

Believe, believe, believe, believe in me, yeah 

I'm your god machine 

Fuck your god!