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srijeda, 19.04.2006.



PSALAM 23:4. Pa da mi je i dolinom smrti proći, zla se ne bojim, jer si ti sa mnom. Tvoj štap i palica tvoja utjeha su meni..

PSALAM 23:5. Trpezu preda mnom prostireš na oči dušmanima mojim. Uljem mi glavu mažeš, čaša se moja prelijeva..

"...tvoj štap iI palica tvoja utjeha su meni," Manson izvodi performans na Guns, God & Government turnejitokom Holy Wood ere sa mikrofonom u obliku vojne puške.


Jedan od najezoetričnijih elemenata u Holy Wood-u je također jedan od najmoćnijih elemenata predstave, i onaj koji sadrži ono po čemu je iskonski naziv albuma bio iskvaren, In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death ( U sjeni doline Smrti). Podudarno sa oklutnim elementima iz Holy Wood-a, iako je Biblija baza za Judizam i Kršćanstvo, određeni postupci unutar nje opisani smatraju se originalnim, ali obskurnim, magičnim tekstovima. Na primjer, Kjuč Kralja Solomona, je temelj modernom vještićarstvu ako ne to je i jedna od najvažnija knjiga Hermetičke Kabale OTO-a i Golden Dawn-a koji koriste elemente iz Biblije. Navedene rituale za posvećivanje i prizivanje, posebno Psalmi, napisao je Prvi Kralj Izraela, David; Solomonov otac.

Manson je više puta javno evocirao jedan od Psalma tokom ere, PSALM 137:9, "Blažen koji zgrabi smrska o stijenu tvoju dojenčad," citurajući za vrijeme performansa za svog trijumfalnog povratku u Denveru, time riskirajući atentat, tri godine nakon Columbinea kao i postojećom porukom na Celebritarian.com. Takvo prizivanje Psalma neprestano ponavlja njegovu okultnu značajnost u sebi i kroz eru, i dovoljno je zanimljivo to da je to povratni trzaj samog Columbinea koji je inspirirao potrebu za korištenje ovog imiđa, i zatvaranje punog kruga ponavljanjima istog grada koji je prije tri godine nemalo uništio Mansona.

Manson izvodi The Love Song tokom Ozzfestovog dijela turneje
obučen u Papinsku halju sa štapom opisujući raspeće.



Slikovitim prikazivanjem tokom izvođenja za vrijeme Holy Wood ere, PSALM 23 je bio najznačajniji simbolički prizivani element.
PSALM 23:4. "Pa da mi je i dolinom smrti proći...."

Ponovno, ovaj Psalam je jedan od najvažnijih izvora za naziv albuma: Dolina Smrti je bila i lokacija gdje je album sniman i, u Mansonovom literarnom predstavljanju, metafora za grad gdje je autobiografski protagonist Triptiha odrastao i gdje je bio osuđen kada ga je tobože primitivni grad Holy Wood odbacio što je također podvig identifikacije Manson Family ( Mansonove Obitelji ) u 1960's koja se borila protiv uglađenih zla Hollywooda, ( također pročitajte o prikazu i znakovitosti ,TheLambOfGod.com). U relaciji sa Psalmom i Mansonovom izvođenju, album Holy Wood je Marilyn Mansonova pobjednička odmazda protiv Hollywooda i društva koje je slijepo dopustilo Americi da položi krivnju na nj pokušavajući uništiti ga. Kroz eru, stalak za mikrofon koji je Manson koristio bio je oblika vojne puške.
PSALM 23:4. "...Zla se ne bojim, jer ti si samnom. Tvoj štap i palica tvoja utjeha su meni."

Istodobno, za vrijeme Ozzfestovog dijela Guns, God & Government turneje kada su tokom izvođenja sam imiđ i pjesme bile sasvim malo izmjenjene, za vrijeme The Love Song, Manson se pojavio na pozornici u papinskoj halji noseči i balansirajući na štapu sa križem na vrhu.



"Trpezu pred mnom prostireš na oči dišmanima mojim ..." Manson obućen u Papinsku odjeću, počasna vrpca i mitra, tokom izvođenja Valentine's Day na Guns, God & Government turneji klečući ispred oltarskog stola sa dva čelava odljeva svoje glave navrh hrpe grožđa.

Za prvi dio Guns, God & Government turneje podkraj svakog koncerta izveden je red pjesama Valentine's Day i The Love Song što je unaprijedilo teatričnost za vrijeme te ilustriracije petog stiha Psalma 23. Izvođenje Valentine's Day sastojala se od Mansonovog pojavljivanja na pozornici u odjeći Pape, klečeći ispred oltarskog stola sa dva čelava odljeva svoje glave na vrhu hrpe grožđa sa pištoljima koji podupiru svaku stranu. Pjesma Valentine's Day sa prikazom pripremljenog stola je znakovita, također u refrenu te pjesme uzastopno se ponavlja pjevanje "In the shadow of the valley of death", što je čin recitacije prethodnog poglavlja o Psalmu, "Pa da mi je i dolinom smrti proći..."

PSALM 23:5. " Trpezu preda mnom prostireš na oči dušmanima mojim..."

Stvaranjem Holy Wood-a uključene su pedantne podudarnosti i između samih pjesama kao što je djelić glazbe koja se ponavlja u raznim pjesmama ali u drugom ključu i drugačijem tempu. Na Guns, God & Government turneji, nakon Valentine's Day slijedila je The Love Song, čiji slijed se uklapa u tu vrstu paralelnosti međusobnog odnosa. Za The Love Song, Manson se pojavljuje na pozornici pomodno slijedeći Nuremberg-esqu sa obješenim zastavama, pjevajući iza podija ukrašenog raspelom od pušaka kojeg je koristio kroz cijelu eru, a što je opet satira na Ameriku koja predstavlja naše kulturno obožavanje smrti i nasilja kao religije, prilično kao što se i Kristovo tijelo štovalo i koristilo da opravda političke krajnosti.
PSALM 23:5. "...Uljem mi glavu mažeš, čaša se moja prelijeva."

Prilikom Mansonovog pojavljivanja na pozornici tokom The Love Song izuzetno je dojmljivo djelovalo pokapavanje glave, ruku i prsa uljem. Naročito u aspektima Biblije, korištenje ulje često simbolizira pomazanje, blagoslov, posvećivanje i božansko izliječenje.

"...Uljem mi glavu mažeš, čaša se moja prelijeva." Nakon izvedbe Valentine’s Day, a tokom izvedbe The Love Song Manson uljem nakapava svoju glavu iza the Guns, God & Government podija koji je ukrašen raspelima od vojnih puški i pištolja.

Nakon masakra u Columbineu kada je okrivljen za poticaj , Manson je premazan suhim crnim uljem tokom izvedbe Rock is Dead na MTV European VMAs u Irskoj kada ga je publika izbjegavala i doslovno mu okretanula leđa; "...u prisutnosti mojih neprijatelja..."



Izražaj "...u pristvu mojih neprijatelja..." je važan dio Mansonove izvedbe te korištenja Psalma. Era koja je obilježila ove događaje je Holy Wood era, u kojoj je slijedio masakar u Columbineu nakon čega ga je izdala cijela Amerika zajedno sa medijima, okrenula mu leđa i krivično ga okaljala za poticanje tog događaja, te je nemalo završila Mansonovom destrukcijom. U toj borbi, Holy Wood je bio Mansononov povratni udarac. Gledajući u kontekst što se tog tiće, Manson je pjevao svojim “neprijateljima” za vrijeme svakog svog performansa, a "stol" koji je prostrt pred njega a i njegov povratni odgovor bio je Holy Wood.


Holy Wood era je i počela i završila ovakvim prikazima. Prvi performans iz tog razdoblja može se smatrati destrukcijom Mechanical Animals razdoblja, a to je Mansonovo izvođenje na 1999 European VMA's. Ovaj performans, koji se održao samo par mjeseci nakon Columbinea kada je većina još uvijek pogrešno ponižavala Mansona te radije htijela da je mrtav, održao se u nadmoćno katoličkoj (i poharanoj Krščansvtom) Irskoj gdje je doslovno nastupao pred svojim neprijateljima sa pred prostrtim stolom kao pozornicom, premazan suhim crnim uljem od glave do pete. Većina je publika doslovno okrenula mu leđa te je time vrlo simbolično i završen cijeli event.

Holy Wood bio borba koju je Manson vodio protiv onih koji su nastojali uništiti ga, iz nje je isplivao kao pobjednik, zadnje izvođenje iz tog razdoblja izazvalo je istu predođbu. Izođenje se održalo 8. Oktobra, 2001 u Los Angelesu, snimljen za Pay Per View, a bio je završni koncert Guns, God & Government turneje time i završetak triptiha, tako što je Antichrist Svperstar izdan 8. Oktobra 1996. Zadnje dvije pjesme Manson na koncertu izvodi kompletno prekriven u mokro crno ulje, tokom Astonishing Panorama of the Endtimes i Lunchbox nagovještujući svoje opravdanje pred neprijateljima, premazan uljem, čvrsto držeći svoj prut i štap (stalak za mikrofon je oblika vojne puške) sa In The Shadow of the Valley Of Death.

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GREAT BIG WHITE WORLD
In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone

But I'm not attached to you now
Nothing heals and nothing grows

Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love another
All my stiches itch
My 's low, I wish you were queen just for today
In a world so white what else could I say?

And hell was so cold
All the vases are so broken
And the roses tear our hands all open
Mother marry miscarry
And we pray just like insects
The world is so ugly now

Because it's a great big white world and we are drained of our colors
(chorus repeat)

LONG HARD ROAD OUT OF HELL

I want to fly into your sun
Need faith to make me numb
Live like a teenage christ
Im a saint, got a date with suicide

Oh Mary, Mary
To be this young is oh so scary
Mary, Mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

Spin my way out of hell, theres nothing left this soul to sell

Live fast and die you too
How many times to do this for you?
How many times to do this for you?

Mary, Mary
To be this young im oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell

Long hard road, out of hell

I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell

Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
Sell my soul for anything, anything but you


COMA WHITE
Something is cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
(coma):
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
A pill to make you anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save her from herself

Her mouth was an empty cut
And she was waiting to fall
Just bleeding like a polaroid that
Lost all her dolls
(coma):
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away"

A pill to make you numb
A pill to make you dumb
(chorus repeat)

APPLE OF SODOM

I found the center of fruit is late,
It is the center of truth today,
Cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,

I found the center of fruit is late,
Is the center of truth today,
I cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,

I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,

I drained my heart and burn my soul,
I trained the core to stop my growth,
I pray to die in space,
to cover me in snow,
to cover me in snow,
cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too,
cover me in snow,
I'm dying, I hope you're dying too(7x)

Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)
Take this from me, (hate me, hate me,)

1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,
1, 2, 3, he is a speed bump mannequin,
1, 2, 3, he can't move just stand still,

I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,
I've got something you can never eat,

DOWN IN THE PARK

Down in the park
Where the machmen meet the machines
And play `kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called `five'

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war
But I've never been quite the same
Little white lies like "I was there"

Come to "zom-zom's" a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Trying to run

Oh look there's a rape machine
I'd go outside if he'd look the other way
You wouldn't believe
The things they do

(CHORUS)
"We are not lovers
We are not romantics
We are here to serve you"
A different face but the words never change

Down in the park
Where the chant is "death, death"
Until the sun cries morning
Down in the park with friends of mine

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...

THE LOVE SONG

the bullet: "i've got a crush on a pretty pistol
should i tell her that i feel this way?
father told us to be faithful
i've got a crush on a pretty pistol
should i tell her that i feel this way?
i've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"

the father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah)
"god?" (yeah) "your government?"
"do you love your guns?" (yeah)
"god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)

the bullet: "she tells me i'm a pretty bullet
i'm gonna be a star someday
mother says that we should look away
she tells me i'm a pretty bullet, an imitation christ
i've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"

the father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah)
"god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)

GET YOUR GUNN
Goddamn your righteous hand
I eat innocent meat
The housewife I will beat
The prolife I will kill
What you won't do I will
I bash myself to sleep
What you sow I will reap
I scar myself you see
I wish I wasn't me
I am the little stick
You stir me into shit
I hate therefore I am
Goddamn your righteous hand
Goddamn, goddamn (oh, lord)
Goddamn, goddamn
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
I throw a little fit
I slit my teenage wrist
The most that I can learn
Is in records that you burn
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
I am the vhs
Record me with your fist
You want me to save the world
I'm just a little girl
Pseudo-morals work real well
On the talk shows for the weak
But your selective judgements
And goodguy badges
Don't mean a fuck to me
Get your gunn, get your gunn
Get your gunn, get your gunn...get

VODEVIL

I wake up everyday on
The wrong side of the bed
But I won't lay down on the floor
Like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure
Pretender, sex-offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends
And I deserve to be dead.

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

I won't pull out I just came
I want all of the blame
your love is tin, faith is thin
No concept of pain, right to complain
All you fagazines, senile teens
Jaw me black ball me
Deejay yourself away and turn your back
It will be easier to stab

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

VIP ADD TRD violent shiny hate crime
"Total Requested Dead" it's
Version point (less) downloadable suicide.
The only ones left standing are the ones not demanding
This isn't a show, this is my fucking life
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade
I'm not ashamed you're entertained
But
I'm not a puppet
I am a grenade

Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
Kiss baby kiss
Bang baby bang
Suck baby suck
It's Vodevil
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand
This isn't music and we're not a band
We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand

LAMB OF GOD

There was Christ in the metal shell
there was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you god
that's how Jack became sainted

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change the world

There was Lennon and a happy gun
There were words on the pavement
we were looking for the lamb of god
we were looking for Mark David

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god

Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world

it took three days for him to die
the born again could buy the serial rights
lamb of god have mercy on us
lamb of god won't you grant us

Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change the world

MECHANICAL ANIMALS
We were neurophobic and perfect
the day that we lost our souls
machines that wished they were human
If they cry they will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god

I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they'll never be good for you
Or bad to you
They'll never be anything
Anything at all

You were my mechanical bride
You were phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god

I am never gonna be the one for you (chorus repeat)

This isn't me I'm not mechanical
I'm just a boy playing the suicide king

ROCK 'N' ROLL NIGGER

And the world spreads its legs....
And the world spreads its legs
For another fuckin' star!
'Cause I AM the all-american Antichrist.
I was made in america,
And america hates ME for what I am.
I am YOUR shit.
You should be ashamed of what you have eaten.
I'm a rock & roll nigger!
Baby was a black sheep.
Baby was a whore.
Baby's gotten big,
And baby's getting bigger.
Baby got somethin'.
Baby want more.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.
How do you like the world around you?
Do you like what you see?
How do you like the world around you?
Ready to be....

[Chorus:]
Outside of society,
Waiting for me.
Outside of society
Is where I wanna be.

Baby was a black sheep.
Baby was a whore.
Baby got big,
And baby's getting bigger.
Baby got a gun,
Got her finger on the trigger.
Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger.
[Chorus]
Nigger.
Rock & roll nigger.
I'm a rock & roll nigger.
This is your world in which we grow,
And we will grow to hate you.
We will grow to hate you.
We will grow. We will grow.
We will grow to hate you.
[Repeat]
1-2-3-4!
I was lost in the valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost and begging for pleasure.
And this world is waiting for me.
Jimi Hendrix was a nigger.
Jesus Christ and grandma, too.
Brian Warner (what a nigger!)
Nigger, nigger, nigger nigger nigger!
[Chorus Twice]
Yeah! Yeah!
Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
FUCK YOU!

COMA BLACK

[ a) EDEN EYE ]

My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
I didn't know what love was on that day
my heart's a tiny bloodclot
I picked at it
it never heals it never goes away

I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die

This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay

I would have told her then
she was the only thing
that I could love in this dying world
but the simple word "love" itself
already died and went away

This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'd kill myself to make everybody pay

I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die

[ b) APPLE OF DISCORD ]

Her heart's bloodstained egg
we didn't handle with care
it's broken and bleeding
and we can never repair

ASTONISHING PANORAMA OF THE ENDTIMES

The boy's got a head like an atom bomb
Hang him from a cross like the number one son
And he's been waiting so long
To get it on
The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge
Wants to break out from his Jesus cage
He's already torn out the last page
It's the "latest rage"
Violence for the people
They always eat the hand that bleeds
Violence for the people
Give the kids what they need
Kill your god,Kill your god
Kill your TV
The boy's purified by the quitter gods
Burning up his cross like a revelation
And his glass jaw opens
Like a puppet head
This is what you should fear
You are what you should fear


LUNCHBOX

Next motherfucker's gonna get my metal

On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
I wanna be
So no one fucks with me
I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out
To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow
I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up
So no one fucks with me


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

THE NOBODIES
today i am dirty, i want to be pretty, tomorrow, i know i'm just dirt
today i am dirty, i want to be pretty, tomorrow, i know i'm just dirt

we are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies when we're dead
they'll know just who we are
we are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies when we're dead
they'll know just who we are

yesterday i was dirty, wanted to be pretty, i know now that i'm forever dirt
yesterday i was dirty, wanted to be pretty, i know now that i'm forever dirt

we are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies when we're dead
they'll know just who we are
we are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies when we're dead
they'll know just who we are

some children died the other day, we fed machines and then we prayed
puked up and down in morbid faith, you should have seen the ratings that day

MISTER SUPERSTAR

Hey. Mr. Superstar:
"I'll do anyhting for you"
"I'm your number one fan"
hey mr. porno star, I, I, I, I want you
hey mr. sickly star,
I want to get sick from you
hey mr. fallen star,
don't you know I worship you?
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. superhate,
I just want to love you
hey, hey, hey mr. superfuck,
I wanna go down on you
hey mr. supergod,
will you answer my prayers?
hey, hey, hey mr. superman,
I want to be your little girl

[chorus]

hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill myself for you
hey mr. superstar,
I'll kill you if I can't have you
superstar, superfuck baby...

SPADE

The beauty spot was borrowed and
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow.
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.

Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your deathbeat so softly
We bend our knees
At the altar of my ego

You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins

All my lilies' mouths are open
Like they're begging for dope
And hoping
Their bitter petal chant,
"We can kick, you won't be back."

I'm a diamond that is tired
Of all the faces I've acquired
We must secure the shadow
Ere the substance fades

You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins
And we said 'til we die
And we said 'til we die