LOCRACY LYRICS

1. Son Of A Preacher's Whore

He was the son of a preacher's whore
And there was nothing she didn’t do for
The preachers traveling through their land
Her holes where opened for all their demands

Her slavery was his determination, he became the preacher himself
To dominate the weak and insecure to follow him into his kind of salvation
Control over the simple minded was easy and so he rose up high
His spiritual leadership brought many slaves, they we’re bound to him by their frustration

His slaves became an army, their will was his, controlled by fear
Preaching one body one faith one mind a thousand fists and eyes
He lived the life of a god his influence grew day by day

Suppression – Control – Dominance
Suppression – Control – Dominance

He took – all they had – but that was not enough for his greed
So he forced – them to give him – control over their body and their senses
Self-mutilation – his command – men shall sew close their eyes and mouth
Castration – the last ritual – to finish his perfect fellowship of believers

Women where his fighters his sex-slaves and his pride
They recruited followers by terrorizing the infidels
Decapitating and torturing was their way to spread believe
Blood spilling, was his command, he gave to them while copulating
The masse bowed under his will, his strength broke kings and nations
The preacher, ruler of the world, the son of whore became a god made of mortal flesh

Broke down – the women – realized the insanity directing their lives
They rose – from their knees – where he kept them under his preachers-fist
Freedom – in their minds – gave them strength to break the chains of their fear
Eternal – damnation – was the lesser threat to their sanity

Than this life he gave them to live
He forced them to lead
And gave them a constant pain
An eternal bleed
An unbearable cage
Of rules and suppression
They finally broke free
Gave their anger an expression
Violence was the only answer
To defeat the religious cancer
They killed him out of desire,
And their weapon was the fire

He was their god
They realized he’s not
Freedom from own hands
Is the one tasting best
To free themselves
They told the rest

2. 6 Ft. Undercover

Corpse dug up, all holes molested
Dead flesh in vein, Necrophiliac on the loose
The fifteenth time, Graveyards a mess
Cops resignate, the graveyard sees more action than a whorehouse
How to catch, a corpse lover, you need a bait
Hot cadaver, our hero jumps in to save the day

This hero is no clever one, a village idiot more or less
His mental strength is by far succeeded by his motivation to rise and shine
Dress-up to look like a corpse
Get buried, that’s not insane
A trap so wrong it could work
Well that just sounds like a plan

The idiot in the coffin lurks, the air decline not in mind, he’s slowly passing out – he’s passing out
Trapped in his trap, a death so unnoticed and full of irony – full of irony
Free but sore he wakes, he lost his virginity to his rescuer – to his savior

Life is so disturbing as we crave for appreciation the loudest Ego-
centrics rule the center of attention which creates small minded
Zombies with constant craving for a piece of recognition for a
Fake and shallow happiness in the spotlight of disgust

6 ft. Undercover, 6 ft. Undercover, 6 ft. Undercover

His loneliness is what he fights by searching for a bigger self, more acceptance and a little pride
Desperation is fueling is aspirations and his battle for his little chance to rise

New try the same routine, an idiot in the coffin slowly passing out – slowly passing out.
Stuffed from behind, he wakes up because someone’s pounding hard – someone’s pounding hard
Hole weak but glad, he caught the villain he’s gonna be a hero now - a hero now
It’s a sexy bait, one gaze and he finds himself in love – oh so in love

[Chorus]

Fame is just a fuckin’ empty …. Shell!

A choice was made he loved the bait aspirations gone for the sake of romance
Who wants to be a lonely hero just to read their name in the paper
Fifteen minutes of fame won’t last as long as a lifetime of happiness
Attention whores go down so fast after a life of misery

Necrophiliac never caught
The one who stopped him unknown
Graveyard back in his best shape
A suspicious couple takes a walk and smiles about the old times
When the friends were foes
Now they live happy ever after
Beyond the public they rose

3. Paranoid Masochist

I feel it rise, shivering
Feelings so wrong, sickening
A crazy swirl, I can’t bear
Against my will, I’m going blank
Pain is my lust, masochist
Constant fear, paranoid
Frequent arousal, inhumane
My life turns into constant shame

They call me mental patient
Inmate is what I call myself
A prison made of pills and needles

Fear of an attack makes me freeze but
When I think of pain my lust turns me into fire
Enduring switch between fear and arousal is
Melting my mind into a cadaver
Freak is what society calls me but
It’s my nature I can’t separate it from my mind
A cruel way to manufacture a human being and
To deny its feelings and needs

But deep inside … I’m still crazy
Suppressing meds … just changed my shell
Nature is boiling … in my core
It’s gonna explode … for its revenge
Imprisoned needs … tend to enlarge
Denied freedom … leads to rage

I break the cage of Medication
I use my rage to free my mind as
I run free I realize my destiny
I break up with society
For my own insanity, my need for isolation

Nature is coming for me
Acceptance makes me free
No fear and no restraints
This is my only chance

Pride - Gone nature kicked me out of
My Life Now I’m lonely and Hor-ny
Fear-full I’m afraid for
My-self my needs will never be Ful-filled … A
Spi – ral into insanity is
My – life medication shall be the cure
Now I turn into a
Zom – bie no feelings and No joy

I feel it rise, shivering
Feelings so wrong, sickening
A crazy swirl, I can’t bear
Against my will, I’m going blank

Fear of an attack makes me freeze but
When I think of pain my lust turns me into fire
Enduring switch between fear and arousal is
Melting my mind into a useless cadaver
Freak is what society calls me but
It’s my nature; I can’t separate it from my mind
A cruel way to manufacture a human being and
To deny its feelings and needs

Pride - Gone nature kicked me out of
My Life Now I’m lonely and Hor-ny
Fear-full I’m afraid for
My-self my needs will never be Ful-filled … A
Spi – ral into insanity is
My – life medication shall be the cure
Now I turn into a
Zom – bie no feelings and no joy

4. Dominational Anthem

Hello you people
It’s us your leaders
The ones you’ve chosen
And now you feed us
We’re not the smartest
Not even too close
Our biggest part is
Trick you unto needing us

Once we’re high above you
We’ll never back down again
The power you handed us
We’ll use it to fuck with you
Eating from your plates
Disgracing your daughters as whores
You’re still gonna kiss our asses
Or we’ll let you hit the floor

Your vote counts but just for us
Your voice is heard and ignored instantly
Democracy is what gave you the opportunity
To choose between whoever we offer you to bow down for
This system we came up with lets you
Think you have the power to change the stuff
We’re loading on your backs and shove in your face
The truth is your blind sheep directed by assholes

We let you down every time you rely on us
We’re growing fatter while you are left to starve
We take the credits for what you achieved
We’re the spoiled rapists of society

We treat you like little kids
We tell you fairytales
Lying straight to your face
About how we’re saving you
Money’s the only influence
We truly react to
Where we prostitute ourselves
Let go of our common sense

Roll out the red carpet
We’ve come to look down on you
Jerk off our ego
Selfish we march over you

Your vote counts but just for us
Your voice is heard and ignored instantly
Democracy is what gave you the opportunity
To choose between whoever we offer you to bow down for
This system we came up with lets you
Think that you have the power to change the stuff
We’re loading on your backs and shove in your face
The truth is your blind sheep directed by assholes

Our power comes from your stupidity an your subordination to the system
Embarrassing how you accept what we feed you and the shame we put you through

You suffer, but we don't care
We don't fucking care

5. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Slut

6. Real Eyes

Known by several billion minds
Ignored by as much of them
Faith covers the fear
Prayer its strongest outbreaks

I don’t want to tell you the truth ‘cause I know you already got it
In your darkest moments you realize the meaning of your existence

Truth needs to be accepted
Like the end up front
Hope shall be motivation
Take action don’t just respond

Dig, dig, dig into your Mind
Find, and look beyond what made you blind

Realize! … Beside the Dream
…
Realize! … Faith has no answers
You! … Are in charge of your life
Look! … At the facts surrounding your
World! … It is a cruel one
Flesh! … Is your true name and
Nutrition! … Your only purpose
Spirit! … Is just straight survival
Soul! … A fucking fairytale

Rise from your knees
Show some ambition
To be more than nutrition
You can break the chain

I tell all those impaired faggot,
Get back down, stay on the ground
Your blood will too stop flowing
There's no power to a corpses crown

Choking on an unknown fear
Ignorance will cause backfire
Broken your life disappears
Disappointments your last feeling

Career, another misunderstanding
Achievements, worth no man’s life
Time, thrown out of the window
No confidence, just pretending

Your suits not covering balls, you hide behind it from the fear
The tie reveals the low life spirit; you will not get it till the end is near

Truth needs to be accepted
Like the end up front
Hope shall be motivation
Take action don’t just respond

Dig, dig, dig into your Mind
Find, and look beyond what made you blind

Realize! … Beside the Dream
…
Realize! … Faith has no answers
You! … Are in charge of your life
Look! … At the facts surrounding your
World! … It is a cruel one
Flesh! … Is your true name and
Nutrition! … Your only purpose
Spirit! … Is just straight survival
Soul! … A fucking fairytale

7. Auto Abortion

I prevent myself from ever existing

Now it finally arrived
The day I shall spawn to this
Life, I have never chosen.
This world is no place for my mind,
It’s an awful cage for the freedom
I am longing for
I refuse to waste my potential
On this screwed up hellhole
You call a modern society

My final choice
Prevent my existence
My hate shall be a hammer
Crushing my own persistence

My only fear is failure in my attempt to prevent my existence and my
Frightened heart shall stop when I celebrate the end of my beginning and when
I turn into a stillborn there will be a smile on my corpse ‘cause I succeeded in what
I craved for so ultimately it’s my precious auto-abortion
This suffering will be a
Bless compared to
Living a lifetime
In this mess.

Your world is what i avoid
My death is my salvation
My life is all but sacred
My birth would be my damnation

Suffocation for me … it’s what I want, I rip
Off my umbilical cord … put it around my neck, it
Works like a hanged man’s tie … I gasp so happily, I
Travel the birth canal … the cord is holding me, attached
To the pancreas …which is my anchor; my sight
Turns into bright white … this is my final gasp, as I
Enter your world … it’s just another corps with my
Self-satisfied smile … on that blue swollen head

My only fear was failure in my attempt to prevent my existence and my
Frightened heart has stop when i celebrated the end of my beginning and when
I turned into a stillborn there will was a smile on my corpse cause i succeeded in what
I craved for so ultimately it was my precious auto-abortion
This suffering has been a bless
Compared to living a lifetime
In this fucking mess.

You won’t get to know me better!

8. Public Mediasturbator

Here I’m sitting watching TV
Heaving a fun time … with my wee-wee.
Because of you the news are getting sexy
They’re information … and self-penetration
I think there’s violence in your kitchen
Your lips are so full … they’d give a BJ with no friction
The microphone is looking like my penis
Trembling around your lips … filling your face with my jizz

Your airtime is my heroin
And masturbation is my needle
You talk about some child starvation
I apply the lubrication
You say last week an airplane crashed
An explosion happens in my pants
I feel my – self
Drow – ning in this
Mess I sum – moned
With my Pe – nis
…

For months we had a perfect relation
But now I crave to come some
More, I need the perfect erection

More ... More … More ... More

Forty screens and eighty tits is what I found
In the mall where I go to … satisfy my
Lust, I can’t control it anymore
My penis is red tits around my head … tit tornado
My consciousness is leaving me
Ecstatic shivers bend my knees … I’m seizing
Still rubbing I’m gonna hit the floor so hard
Butt-naked they’re gonna find me … masturbating

…

Now I’m sitting in a jail cell
With no TV – no play for my wee-wee
Arrested for public masturbation
I miss the media – and the news from your station

But then you show up at the prison
To interview the pervert soul
I can’t believe it’s happening to
Me I think I’ll lose control
But when I saw you in live action
I see the flaws below your waist
Your fat thighs and
Your short legs are
Turning me of my
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LOCRACY LYRICS