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The Least Worst Of (10/31/2000)
10/31/2000
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The Misinterpretation Of Silence And Its Disastrous Consequences
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The Misinterpretation Of Silence And Its Disastrous Consequences

[No lyrics]

. . .


Seems three years
Though maybe four
Someone drops dead
Whom I adore
You love someone
There will be grief
The kiss of death
Lips of a thief
Goddamnit

A dusty stack of photographs
Of times I cried But mostly laughed
Commit the past Into blue flame
Acrid smoke Cowardly shame
Goddamnit

At times I'm truly terrified
Cause dope and booze don't help to hide
They're used to mask a weakling's hurt
It's just like painting over dirt

Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
(All dead)

Life's a game I cannot win
Both good and bad must surely end
The mirrors always tell the truth
I love myself for hating you

Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Everyone I love is dead
Goddamnit
Goddamnit
All dead

. . .


She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark.
On her milk white neck.
The Devil's mark.
It's all Hallows Eve.
The moon is full.
Will she trick or treat.
I bet she will.

She's got a date at midnight.
With Nosferatu.
Oh baby, Lilly Munster.
Ain't got nothing on you.
Well when I called her evil.
She just laughed.
And cast that spell on me.
Boo Bitch Craft.

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing.
Dye em black.
Black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots.
And clove cigarettes.
An erotic funeral.
For witch she's dressed.
Her perfume smells like.
Burning leaves.
Everyday is Halloween.

Loving you was like loving the dead.

. . .


[Previously unreleased]
[From the recording sessions of World Coming Down]

fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god

With my blood, time, sweat and tears
My goal is to dissolve her fears
fuck you god Self-imposed imprisonment
In this way feels she must repent - must repent

In a cell denial made
Break the lock, free her from her cage
fuck you god Realizing her days be few
Just want to make her comfortable - comfortable

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

Don't take her

I'll lose my mind
When it's her time
She's so scared, it's unbearable
Can't believe god could be so cruel
So cruel

She held me tight
Childhood fright
I'm so scared, there's no remedy
But so glad for the memories
So glad

fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god
fuck you god

For her one day undestroyed
I'd give my soul or life with joy
fuck you god
Angel face of saintly love
I curse christ that she suffers such - suffers such

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough

No matter what i do
No matter what i do
It's never enough - never enough - never enough - never enough

. . .


In her place one hundred candles burning
as salty sweat drips from her breast
her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya,get...

Black lipstick stains her class of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get...

I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what i'm saying, begging
I say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get..

Let me love you too
Let me love you to death

Hey am I good enough for you?
Hey am i good enough for you?
Am I?
Am I?
Am I good enough
for you?

. . .


[Taken from the European single My Girlfriend's Girlfriend, 1996]
[This cover originally appeared on Black Sabbath tribute album Nativity In Black,]
[but this rare version has Peter Steele's own lyrics, sung from the perspective of Lucifer.]

Who is she that kneels - so respectfully before me
A virgin of snow white - purity
Do not fear - my fortunate one
Let us consummate our igneous union

Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas

I am the shadow - with the eyes, eyes of fire
I will fulfill your every - hellish desire
Come sit on this throne - here beside me and be mine
And we'll watch the flames get higher and higher and higher and
higher...

Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas
Ave ave satanas

This is just the start dear friends
For i have come to claim revenge
My victims turning, running scared
You people better go and beware

Your weak god can not help you now

Come, we will play in the fire

Worship the sun
Worship no one
Worship the sun
Worship no one
Worship the sun
Worship no one

. . .


A cross upon her bedroom wall.
From grace she will fall.
An image burning in her mind.
And between her thighs.

A dying God-man full of pain.
When will you cum again?
Before him beg to serve or please.
On your back or knees.
There's no forgiveness for her sins.
Prefers punishment?
Would you suffer eternally.
Or internally?

For her lust.
She'll burn in hell.
Her soul done medium well.
All through mass manual stimulation.
Salvation.

Body of Christ.
She needs.
The body of Christ.

She'd like to know God.
Ooh love God.
Feel her God.
Inside of her - deep inside of her.

Jesus Christ looks like me.

. . .


[Taken from the European single Everything Dies, 1999]
[From the recording sessions of World Coming Down]

Idle hands may be the devil's work
Unbridled minds you see are so much worse
Too much pity spent and wasting time
Irresponsibility not my only crime no

Obsessive thinking, depressed drinking
The person i once was, he's dead
Exhume the past this time or be my last
This is my final quest to remove my mask yeah

Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade
Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here
So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine
Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play

Ice blue eyes follow me everywhere i go
Making my heart appear as lead
I hate to wish it but i'll tell you though
That i'm quite ready 'cause i'm already dead

Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade
Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here
So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine
Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play

Don't be afraid as she pulled down the shade
Said there's nothing to fear but the monster is here
So just tell me the time, be it quarter of nine
Since the sun's gone away, now the creature will play

. . .


[Previously unreleased alternative mix]
[Original version can be found on the album October Rust]

It's no secret we're close - as sweaty velcro
like latex fur and feathers - stuck together

Now - in their '62 vette - sharing one cigarette
in a black light trance then - go go dance - then
go go trance - then

They keep me warm on cold nights - it must be quite a sight
in our meat triangle - all tangled - wow

My girlfriend's girlfriend - she looks like - you
my girlfriend's girlfriend - she's my girl - too

Her and me and her and she and me - an uncrowded couple are we
three
hey we don't care - what people say - when walking hand in hand
down kings highway
two for one today

My girlfriend's girlfriend - she looks like - you
my girlfriend's girlfriend - she's my girl - too

My girlfriend's girlfriend - she looks like - you
my girlfriend's girlfriend - she's my girl

. . .


[Previously unreleased studio version]
[Live version can be found on the album The Origin Of The Feces]

Hey peter where you going with that axe in your hand
hey peter where you going with that axe in your hand

I'm going to kill my baby cause i caught her screwing around -
with some other man
oh yeah
i'm going to kill my baby cause i caught her fuckin round - with
some other man
other man
i really don't go for that shit

Hey peter you know i heard you cut your whore down
hey peter you know i heard you cut your whore down
cut her down to the ground

That's right i killed my baby - caught her screwing round with
every guy in town
that's right i killed my baby - caught her screwing round all
over this town
over this town

Hey pete where you going - i want to know
hey pete said where - where you gonna go

I take that d train - take it down - to brighton beach - yeah -
to bay 7
i take that d train - take it down - to brighton beach brighton
beach
send my baby my baby to heaven

I send my baby my baby to heaven

. . .


Well I loved my aunt
But she died
And my uncle Lou
Then he died

I'm searching for something which can't be found
But I'm hoping
I still dream of dad
Though he died

Everything dies
Everything dies

My ma's so sick she might die
Though my girl's quite fit she will die

Still looking for someone who was around
Barely coping
Now I hate myself
Wish I'd die

Everything dies
Everything dies
Everything dies
Everything

(No why)
Oh god I miss you
(No why)
Oh god I miss you
I really miss you

(no no no no)

Everything dies
Everything dies
Everything dies
Everything

. . .


[Taken from the U.S./European single Cinnamon Girl, 1997]
[Original version can be found on the album October Rust]

My cinnamon girl - my cinnamon girl

I wanna live with a cinnamon girl
i could be happy the rest of my life with her and i

A dreamer of pictures i run in the night - you see us together
chase the moonlight

My cinnamon girl - my cinnamon girl

Ten silver saxes a bass with a bow
the drummer relaxes waits between shows
feels right

A dreamer of pictures i run in the night
you see us together chase the moonlight - all right

My cinnamon girl - my cinnamon girl

Pa sent me money now i'm gonna make it somehow i need another
chance
you see my baby loves to dance - yeah - yeah

Feels right
all night

My cinnamon girl - my cinnamon girl

. . .


[a. Anorganic Transmutogenesis (synthetic division)]

Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules

Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow

Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable

[b. coitus interruptus]

[c. I Know You're Fucking Someone Else]

You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice

So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand

You
You make me hate myself

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)

I know
(He knows)

. . .


[Previously unreleased]
[From the recording sessions of World Coming Down]

I shant think of her when i'm awake
However in sleep i can't escape
A coney island high - when i get inside
All i ask is please stay out of my dreams

Near the streets of richmond and hylan
Dwells the princess of staten island
A seven dollar toll - will get me in her hole
All i ask is please stay out of my dreams

Though long gone, she won't let me forget
When at night i wake up in her sweat
A lonely brooklyn troll, - a ghost of red hook old
All i ask is please stay out of my dreams

With your straight black hair and emerald green eyes
Hippies pointing "that's pete's sister in disguise"
Maybe you had uttered those words as a jest
I don't mind the allegations of incest

At the time i thought i could love no other
Till i heard you say that i was your brother
In your e-mail said how much we look like twins
How it turned you on just knowing it's a sin

Stay out of my dreams
I said, stay out of them
I said, stay out of my dreams
I said, stay out of my dreams

Stay out of my dreams
I said, stay out of them
I said, stay out of my dreams
I said, stay out of my - dreams

. . .


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