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100 K's in Kill (MP3)
Nicholas Dead (MP3)
(Or a song called A Living Creation w/No Vocals depending on what CD you got) (MP3)
Evil Demi Gods (MP3)
Let's Talk (MP3)
Prozac (MP3)
Goth Kids (MP3)
Something Romantic (MP3)
Stacie (MP3)
Not Risen (Extended Production Mix) (MP3)
Man in the Basement (MP3)
Escape From Sane (MP3)
The Curse (MP3)
Underneath (Re-Mastered) (MP3)
Little Joey Cyanide (MP3)
Feel The Power (Robotic Randy) (MP3)


Dazed Status (Re-Mastered)

Sittin' in a chair, boring little life
Wonder why I'm here, pondering the knife
External bleeding threatening my ways
Critters crawling up my spin my emotional maze

(CH)
External blunder I'm in a blender
Spinning out of control
External binding such a wonder
Killing my dirty soul

The spirals do grow, they're all hard find
Teasing my senses, tripping my mind
The bonds are made of steal
Encompassing my fate
Growing so frantically
Sensless to erraticate

(CH)x2

My eyes slip closed again,
I watch the shadows move
I feel so damn uncertain just what do I prove
The shapes behind my eyes
are starting to stir
Abussing my sanity, nothing is for sure


100 K's in Kill

There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Rape dead bodies for a thrill
There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Stash the bodies in the hill

So what if they come to take you away?
To take you so very, very far away?
You shouldn't go down lying down take you down
Go out fighting like a winner, like you're wearing a crown
-Death be you, death be me
Death be in you're T.V.
The most important factor is that death's an entity

HA
There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Rape dead bodies for a thrill
There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Stash the bodies in the hill

Music: not in the slightest way spreading violence
Violence: not a factor that's effecting your kids
Kids: being brought up by the lot of you
You: just anger, and your letting brew
There's nothing more anoying than a simple little rule
That can be broken into a million jewels
Then spread throughout the country and over the oceans
It's a desease that controls all of your emotions
-Death be you, death be me
Death be in you're T.V.
The most important factor is that death's an entity

There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Rape dead bodies for a thrill
There's 100 k's in kill
There's 100 k's in kill
Murder, Murder, Murder
Stash the bodies in the hill


Nicholas Dead

I'm gonna rip out your heart
I'm gonna show it to you
I'm gonna squeez out your soul
I'm gonna make you eat it

I'm gonna burn out your eyes
I'm gonna slice off your hands
I'm gonna break both your feet
So that you can't run away

You'll have to stay

I'm gonna hang you by your nuts
I'm gonna break all your ribs
I'm gonna swing this metal base ball bat
Over and over again

Your blood is gonna stain the walls
You'll believe there'll be no end
This is the best payback
For stealing a precious diamond

Notice the burning cross up on his chest
Notice the smell in the air of burning flesh

It's harder to cry
It's harder to cry
It's harder to cry than to die
It's harder to cry
It's harder to cry
It's harder to cry and swallow your pride

You think you do your worst
To bad you already did
That's not the smell of burning hair
That's the smell of revenge

As I toast your going to hell
I'll piss upon your face
No one will miss you
They wont even remember your face

I'll move myself in place
I'll dance upon your grave
I'll make your death look
Like a suicidal mistake

But, that wont be the end
The end will not be near
I'll hunt your family one by one
And, gut them all like deer

---

To bad I can't keep some parts
As murderous suvineers
To bad it's not a sport
To bad I can't hear the cheers

It'll be the sweetest day
Dispite no celebration
Though the food will be good
I can't go through temptation

So what if they'll find the bones
Stuck in the mulch mechine
I did it all in the nude
And, my skin will be clean

No prints will be found near
It'll be a brilliant scheme
But, maybe I shouldn't have fucked you first
I hope your blood is clean


Evil Demi Gods

Walkin' round town not makin a buck
'Cause the goals they got ain't nothin' much
Everything they think and everything they try to do is
Somethin that might upset or offend you
So let me explain their little game
It's not much to try to explain

'Cause they're Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
They're standing right beside you
The Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
Nothin you can do

They throw eggs at highway traffic just to get some laughs and giggles
They throw parking metters and gumball mechines
They stole from the local gun show
Ran around the mall
Handing out
Magazines

'Cause they're Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
Their place in the world..
The Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
..Is to darken up your soul

Somethin wrong with the way they look
Somethin wrong with their hair goin everywhere
Somethin errie in their smile you can feel the chill goin on for miles and miles
When they look at you, you know they're plannin somethin
Little do you know it's nothin to do with you
Walkin down the street
You can't even see their feet
Through their coats and long jewelry

'Cause they're Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
They don't even like you
The Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
'Cause you don't like them too

They buy cigarettes for children and take the barings from wheelchairs
Don't do halloween 'Cause everyday for them's a scare

'Cause they're Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
They're standing right beside you
The Demi Evil Gods, Evil Demi Gods, Demi Evil Gods
Nothin you can do


Let's Talk
So, you want something to talk about
You're twelve year old daughter's out foolin around
With some guy that buried your oldest son
In the back yard playing with your loaded gun
That you kept inside your underwear drawer
And, you still think you should get some more
Cause you're a part of the NRA
Who gives a fuck what statistics say?

No one's been in your shoes before
You've had nothing to lose this way before
Peer to Peer programs downloading porn
Uncle Sam spies, constitution ignored
Internet stalkers know all the laws
Walking the fine line of getting caught because
If caught they can plee insanity
When they're just as sane as Me and Me

So you DO want something to talk about
They're wearing long coats and they're creepin around
You're schools, you're stores, you're churches and homes
Hiding an arsonal under all those clothes
You'd better run
Better run
Better run around
Pointing the blame at the slightest sound
That'll make you jump and
Make you itch
For the final resalution that'll make you twitch

Here's a little something you should come to understand
Everything you want to do is in someone else's hand
Even while I sing unhealthy contriband
There's always someone watching the cards in your hand
As they're delt to you they were already picked
By a person, not the dealer he was paid to do it
But, a man or a woman in a corporate office
Maybe you should go pay them a little visit


Prozac

So you're the one that gets into fights
You say you can not sleep at night
A little bit of care and theropy should put you back on the right track
And, you're the one that shoots at the sky
Hoping to one day make "GOD" cry
Saying freedom is not true
So all you're drawings must be blue

So you're the girl that screams in class
You claim that aliens are here
And, you're the boy that gets all high
"THE GOVERNMENT IS THE ONE TO FEAR"
All these cases all these studies
Just bring one simple thing to mind
It's the parents fault from birth 'till now
They didn't keep their kids in line

Little ones, I've got a cure
A bit of action theropy
Play in the freeway with sharp objects
Sounds like fun, don't you agree?
Or stab yourselves with razor blades
Be little shits to everybody
I'm sure it'll work
But, this is the way
It's a bit of Darwin theropy


Goth Kids

What the hell is wrong with you
Doing all the things you do
I think you've all lost reality
Act like you've got immortality
Dressed in black
Scars line your back
You wollow in pain
While depression reins

Why don't you just end it all
Save us from your endless flaw
Why don't you blow off your head
It wont matter you're already dead
Aches and pains
Broken bones
Always sick and always groans

[CH]
Goth Kids
We can fight this
prejudice
We're not like this
We know the line that goes to far... [/CH]

... except those wannabe little pricks with those cock rings right through their dicks!

Are you planning to kill me now?
Come on and just tell me how.
A little C4 outside my door
Or lock me up underneither the floor
Rip my heart out through my eyes
Is that gonna be my demise?

Or just kill ALL that caused you pain
For a day your name will rein
So make sure that it's something cool
Like Sage, or Twitch, or Raven Troll
Like Columbine scape goats
Hey, they wern't "Goth" but they wore your coats

[CH][/CH]

...except those wannabe "Punker Goths" who always lie about what they've got!

(Bridge)
Chicks dig the scrony pale guys
The ones who say that they're not afraid to die
The guys dig all the pale girls..
.. yeah right, like that's the "Real World"

So what are you going to say?
Are you straight or are you gay?
You seem to be all bi-sexual whores
Learning more about sexual chores
Why does pain bring you comfort?
Did your parents neglect you?
Did they make your soul hurt?

[CH][/CH]

...except those wannabe "Preppy Goths"... "you think I'll date you? Oh, my goth!"

Now that you have all been maimed
Reality is not your game
Now, just sit back and cut yourself
This C.D. is bad for your health
If you need someone to blame..
.. R.S.R. Inc. is Randy's game.


Something Romantic

Somethings are just to special to give up on
Somethings are just not ment to be
A little bit of everything is never put back in place
From a title on a shelf to you and to me
Some people don't give a shit what you do
Some people don't give a shit about you
A little bit of everything is never looked up till
They do something that will move you

Don't make me Give a damn about you
Don't make me Care about what you do
Don't make me Think about the way
You make me want to say to you

Something romantic
Something strong

Some girls are not concerned about the way you treat 'em
Some girls are not as shallow as you'd think they'd be
A little bit of everything is locked away
From everybody but, especially me
Some guys are not careful about what they say
Some guys are full of feelings though they don't act that way
A little bit of everything is locking in memory
Like your hair in the moonlight shinning for me to see

Something romantic
Something strong


Stacie

She's here for me
She waits for me to see
Her hair, a briliant red
And, I will soon be with her
I feel her voice
I hear her calling me
From where I do not know
We will be together

I know she's by my side
Biting my neck and I
Don't care cause I am hers
It'll be for the better
Sometimes in my dreams
I see the physical screams of
Agony coming from me
Without my Stacie

But, when I awake I see her face
Staring at me from the ceiling
She has excitment in her eyes
Cause we'll soon be together
From my neck I am bleeding
I refuse to say anything
I smile as my essence drifts away
I'll soon be...


Not Risen (Extended Production Mix)

Walking on the edge of nowhere
Try to see what it is that is there
Emptiness and hard rock is pushing me on
I don't know why I'm here or where I am from

Finally I see a tree growing from the earth
It's bare, it's rotten and it's weak around it's girth
A black piket fence along a path brings me to a home
Big metal doors slightly open to a darkened room

Deep into this house of mine I see a burning candle
It doesn't move or flicker, there is no moving air
Bringing forth a little stick sharpened at the point
The fire leaps from the candles wick
The sticks flame is there

"Wake up" a voice called to me from out the void
"We miss you dad" it continued, It was a little boy
He sounded slightly familiar to me
But, I don't want to be bothered I'm resting can't you see?
It's not that I do not want some company
It's just that I just got here to this mansion and I'm bleeding
My vission's going black, I can not walk
My vocal cords are degrating so that I can not talk

Deeper in this house of mine
I'm tied up to a bed
As far as I can tell
It's fogging up my head
everything in this room seems to move
To an evil and wicked groove

As time grew darker
As heaven and hell merged
As gravity stopped
As humility emerged
As little as this sounds
It was big when I saw it
The ground no longer round
My hell fell into a pit

And I'm no longer here


The Man In The Basement

Hey, little boy in the cellar
You can weep and you can hollar
You can scream and you can fight
But, you ain't commin' out tonight
And,
Hey, little boy in the cellar
Do you know about your mother
How she never really loved you
So, I strangled her 'till she turned blue
Hey, little boy in the cellar
Fallow the rules and you'll be ok
I may let you see the light of day
I may even send down a food tray
And,
Hey, little boy in the cellar
Did you hear about your father?
How he never really bothered
To come and save your family from me?

I am the man that lives in the basement
The man who ate your family, that's me

Hey, little girl in the cellar
You are looking kinda pale
You just might need some sleep tonight
You'd better not put up a fight
And,
Hey, little girl in the cellar
Do you miss your dolls up in your room?
I fed them you your dog and killed him, too
And that's what's in the stew
Hey, little girl in the cellar
The only way to set things right
Is to become a little butterfly
And up, way up, into the sky
But,
Hey, little girl in the cellar
You're trapped under my control right now
You can try to escape but you wont know how
I am you're new god so wont you bow?
I am the man that lives in the basement
The man who ate your family, that's me

'Cause,
I am the man that lives in the basement
The man who ate your family, that's me


Escape From Sane

Locked inside this room
I can feel the doom
ending me
Arms are tied to chairs
I can barely bare
The end of me
Needles in my brain
Driving me insane
Stopping me
Music overtures
Building up the blurs
Surrounding me

Freedom in my past
None of it would last
killing me
Cheat on death or die
Because death can fly
Billing me
Life is long ago
Flowing to and fro
chilling me
Locked inside this room
I can feel the doom
ending me

People from my past
Hot yet chilly blast
Self esteam
Beating on my skin
'cause I never win
thrilling me
So what if I never
Bothered a fevor
killing me
Locked inside this room
I can feel the doom
Ending me

Stop to look at the evils within
They grip and rip you limb from limb
it's NOT just me, it's all of them
So put them in sane too

Locked inside this room
I can feel the doom
ending me
Arms are tied to chairs
I can barely bare
The end of me
Needles in my brain
Driving me insane
Stopping me
Music overtures
Building up the blurs
Surrounding me

Freedom in my past
None of it would last
killing me
Cheat on death or die
Because death can fly
Billing me
Life is long ago
Flowing to and fro
chilling me
Locked inside this room
I can feel the doom
ending me

Doctors everywhere
Pulling on my hair
Locked on me
Nurses helping them
Building up the flem
Inside me
Attacks are coming soon
Can't you feel the doom
I can feel
Needles in my brain
driving me insane
You're not real

Ripped up from the chair
Demons everywhere
Helping me
running from the jail
So I can free them
From deseise
People stink of filth
Think that I have built
Amunity
I will join them later
Somewhere in the cellar
Set me free


The Curse
A girl like no other
A boy who trusts none
A team that wins a race because no one can run
Treat them with respect or face the consiquences
Or you'll be the ones jumping over the fences
To escape the horrible reality
The stench of deaths breath will fallow the

The Curse will be with you
From the begining of the day, lasting all the way through
The Curse is with you
By the end of the week you're life will be through

The girl like no other
The boy as her brother
The team of two will crush the world untill they're bored
They don't work for satan
There was no deal
They just use their powers however they feel
Genetically mutated for the use of good
But, free will is never relayed as the expiriment would


Underneath (Re-Mastered)

Underneath the blue moon we held each other tight we rubbed our heads together underneith that stary night
We snuggle cose together and shared our most beutiful dreams
For that night and that night alone I couldn't hear the screams
Underneath the blue moon we walked across the grass we walked close coat to coat not knowing what time has passed
We felt each others heart beat
We felt the rythmic thumbs
Love is what, only for you, my heart began to pump

Why did you do this to me?
Leading me throught this trail of extacy
Why did I continue to beleive
That there was hope the slightest chance that you'd be in love with me?

Underneath the suns light we said our last goodbye, I did not know that what I felt would soon make me die
I thought that you were the one to make my feelings shine
From think 'till thin
From life to death
We'll be together through all time
Underneath the suns light I hadn't seen you since that day we were held together sitting next to the fence
This isn't what I expected
But, what I came to grasp
I am ment to love but, not to be loved back

Why did you do this to me?
Leading me throught this trail of fantasy
Why did I continue to beleive
That there was hope the slightest chance that you'd be in love with me?

Underneath the porch roof I look back at that day
I see that my entire life has long since fadded away
I sit here in my rocking chair and stare off far away
I then go in and feed my cats and wait for the judgment day

Why did you do this to me?
Leading me throught this trail of fantasy
Why did I continue to beleive
That there was hope the slightest chance that you'd be in love with me?


Little Joey Cyanide

Little Joey Cyanide...
...wont you come out and play? We'll poke things at that puppy that you killed the other day.
...want to have some fun? We'll plant a feild with landmines and watch the children run
...let's go out to eat, that missing anoying neighborhood kid we beat up in the street
...let's go to the park. We'll play cops and robbers with real guns in the dark

...let's go to the feild, we'll play russian rullet untill one of us is killed
...is real fun at it's best, we'll be in a building way up high to defenistrate a pest
...is this all you know? Shooting off a gun at school so that you're sent home?
...can you explain your reason? Don't you know that little girls have long been out of season?

...can we come in and see your collection of dead animals: Goats and kids named Jonny?
...people say you're cool. Just because they are afraid you'll pore acid in their pool.
...your humor is so fresh. I like the time you fed the kids with some dead puppy mesh.
...you are something odd. But, I will have to run like hell 'cause I know you think you're not.

Little Joey Cyanide (X10)


Feel The Power (Robotic Randy)

To many times was I inhanced
And caught within a digital trance
Beating my head with iron fists
Slicing and drinking right from my wrist
But, now I am nothing but a souless beast
Looking for one last feast
The moon isn't real and neither is the sky
My vision is blurred with a robotic cry

[CH]
Cheat me
out of a brain
Beat me
your blood I will drain
Greet me
with a howl of pain
For I am no one
with a nobody name

I can feel the power rushing through my circetry
I can feel the power running from my battory (X2)[/CH]

Every step that I make I feel the metal grind
On this murderous rampage I must find
A woman with a heart of metal
Or a way to get my anger to settle
None of this will happen, this I know is true
When I got my hands to tear through you!

[CH][/CH]

One more day for my scars to heal
I can't feel pain so my wounds arn't real
Thinking of a way to get back at another
The Robotic Enigma
My metallic brother

[CH][/CH]