Germ - Otep

the enemy of the world

our greatest defeat

slave warfare

our wings are almost dry and free

absorbing violence

punishing pain

poetry is the perfume of the soul

nightmare babies, fire gods

speaking of dream time serpants

and walking with the elder dead

fear me mortal

fear me feed my disease

feed my disease

and in tiny little houses

on tiny little streets

voices raise and

fear is alive

and laughter

he’s knows tolerance

she only knows lonliness

and in my blackness of sleep

savages dance and scream

but only truth is suffering

bleeding like embryos

starving with dreams

you, single cell are commerse

whoa, what happened to you last night?

you’ve given up without a fight

and learned the words thay say receit

you killed the flower that blossoms in the night

smothered and crushed

rage gives way to a little giggle and sudden blush

and in my molecules, the vast eternity of invention

infected with the good disease

intellect, rebellion

finding the need in every single one

…of you

what’s a matter you don’t like it when i touch you?

come here

don’t run, don’t run

hand me babies and nightmare gods

i will shed my skin

he prefers pain to pretty

death to daughter

to the shivering creature that lay beneath him

i will not be want you want me to be

i will not be want you want me to be

people are evil and girls hate each other

oh great devour of the dead

i will know my demons names

i will conquer them

i will rise

i will… fight

why?

coming…

salvation…

this is my holy war

we come to you like desert warriors

fresh from the cool dew of night

in a sea of odor

in a tapestry of pain

absorbing violence

feasting on hopelessness

expand your mind

expand your mind

this is our time to shine

and out of the ashes

only the holy will rise

sweet paper messiah

sweet paper messiah

how i sacrifice you, i sacrifice you

dear, sweet paper messiah

my offering

my suffering

whatever you need

what… ever you need

whatever you…

whatever you need

unite

messiah

me