Mortiis - The Grudge

Artist: Mortiis
Release: The Grudge


1. Broken Skin

Does it bother you, did it not obey you?
Does it anger you, did it not please you?

Does it bother you, did it not consider you?
Is it killing you, did it not care for you?

I pray these sores will never heal
Come touch with broken skin
I pray these wounds will never hurt
Come touch this broken skin

Did you want to pull the strings?
Become the master of all things?
And punish this, my gravest sin
Bitter enemy of this, my broken skin

You can never let this go
Your superficial mind torments you so
Bow down and admit defeat
Old, weak and obsolete

I pray these sores will never heal
Come touch with broken skin
I pray these wounds will never hurt
Come touch this broken skin

Gone too far, I’ve gone too far, is this me?
I am not me, am I somebody else?
I am not me, I wanna be myself

2. Way Too Wicked

I killed my muse yesterday, or was it yesteryear?
And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear
Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away?

Did you know you’re a soul predator?
So fucked by the great machine
The perfect instigator
Redeem, redeem, redeem!

I can see you down below
I can see what you really are
I can see the one who stole my soul
You’re nothing, just another scar

False though I may be
I tried so hard, so long
Now it’s time for me
How could I be?

In this ugly light of truth
My slumber finally came undone
The devil is inside of you
None of this was ever true

What if I could open up to you
Like a big black stinking hole
With sixteen thousand screaming demons
Tearing at your soul
But you wouldn’t care
I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through
I want to make believe I’m dead so you can feel it too

My muse is a dead soul
My muse is so cold
My muse has a heart of stone
My muse is dead and gone
My muse has the voice of God
My muse is a beautiful fraud

False though I may be, I tried so hard and now it’s time for me
Help me up so you can bring me down, how could I be so wrong?
Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong

Your absence makes me way too wicked…
Your presence makes me way too wicked…
We’re just way too damaged inside

3. The Grudge

Trying to think of you as some kind of heroine
Trying to think of you is something that will fade with time
Trying to think of you is some kind of distant sin
Trying to think of you is just a day’s forgotten dream

The things that you said and the things that you never did
Things that you did and the things that you never said

Left me empty and alone
Kinda trying to atone

Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real

You must be an emotional heretic
Your word has become like shit on a stick
No matter how hard I tried
Someone close to me right now
I carry the grudge

Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real

How can someone be so elusive?
And how can someone be so fucking passive?
Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you
You wouldn’t even piss on me
But it’s too late, it’s too late my dear
Because I’m already there

You’ve become an emotional heretic
Your word was always shit on a stick
No matter how hard I tried
Someone close to me
Right now I carry the grudge

You’ve become an emotional heretic
Your word was always shit on a stick
No matter how hard I tried
You fucking had to lie

Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real
Empty and alone, the only thing that’s real

How can someone be so elusive?
And how can someone be so fucking passive?
Even if I walked through all the circles of hell for you
You wouldn’t even piss on me
But it’s too late, it’s too late my dear
Because I’m already there

4. Decadent And Desperate

Beat down, fucked up
I’m drinkin’ blood from the Devil’s cup
Now that you tell me
I can’t even get shit for free

Hey girl, I’ll have to go
Ain’t got no money so let’s go slow
In my room, this living hell
A living hell in the shit motel

Decadent and desperate!

Fair play, crack’s your pay
Shoot me up and make my day
Oh yeah, way to go
You really are a damn good ho

Oh yeah, at the shit motel
How I love being stuck in this cell
Fucked up in a shit stained sty
Everything they ever said was a big, fat lie!

Decadent and desperate!

You’re such a fucking dog
Looking for your special drug!

Decadent and desperate!

Beat down, fucked up
I’m drinkin’ blood from the Devil’s cup
Now what you tell me
I can’t even get shit for free

Alright, come on
In a year or two we’ll both be gone
Who cares how sweet your pain’s gonna taste when it falls to shit!

5. The Worst In Me

I could have found a way
I would have found a way

Did you want me to break down?
Did you want me to give in?

Found so many ways to hate myself
Found so many ways to put them all away

Don’t care if the whole world falls apart
Don’t care if you hated me from the start…

You bring out the worst in me!

Pick and peel it off, this dried up skin
Strip it away, this flesh and gore
Open it up, the stink of you sin
Was it holy as you hoped, at heart, at the core?

Did you want me to break down?
Did you want me to give in?

Found so many ways to hate myself
Found so many ways to put them all away

Don’t care if the whole world falls apart
Don’t care if you hated me from the start…

You bring out the worst in me!

I make you stronger
You make me weaker
Can’t take this much longer…
Since I stopped being a seeker

Pick and peel it off, this dried up skin
Strip it away, this flesh and gore
Open it up, the stink of your sin
Was it holy as you hoped, at heart, at the core?

Did you want me to break down?
Did you want me to give in?

Found so many ways to hate myself
Found so many ways to put them all away

Don’t care if the whole world falls apart
Don’t care if you hated me from the start…

You bring out the worst in me!

I make you stronger
You make me weaker
Can’t take this any longer
Since I stopped being a seeker…

Rip and tear this unbleeding dead
Naked and cold, nothing left to steal
Can’t get it back, wish I was dead instead
It will never close, this fucking sore will never heal!

I am a ghost, you are my host
You will never see me again

6. Gibber

They tell me I ain’t real
That I’m a fantasy
How do you think it makes me feel
To be the fifth wheel
No one believes in me
Believe in me

It’s a bitter place or just a bitter dream
It’s a stranger’s face
So it’s hated by man
Or so it would seem
So it would seem…

You can’t look at what you’ve made
But you know I’m part of you
I know you wish me dead
And you want me gone
But there’s nothing you can do
I am the one you fear, the one you fear
I am the one you fear, the one you fear

You’re blinded by your kind
Altogether so astray
Owner of a programmed mind
Don’t know night from day
Night from day

What happened to us all?
Who’s got the right to say
How we should behave
So we can all be enslaved
Be enslaved

You can’t look at what you’ve made
But you know I’m part of you
I know you wish me dead
And you want me gone
But there’s nothing you can do
I am the one you fear, the one you fear
I am the one you fear, the one you fear

7. Twist The Knife

Capture it, dehumanise it
You nurture it, you devour it
Promise it, you lie to it
And you doubt in it
See yourself in it

Twist the knife, watch as it dies

Be loved by it, but ignoring it
You feel the hate in it, escape from it
Laugh at it, ridicule it
Misunderstand, spit at it

Twist the knife, watch as it dies
Steal away its life, untouched by its cries

Twist the knife
To the very bone
Steal away its life
Until it’s dead and gone

Disrespect it and deceive it
Underestimate, be scared of it
Kill the faith, kill the love
And turn your back, walk away

Twist the knife, watch as it dies

Twist the knife
Ignore its pain
You steal away its life
You cut the last remaining vein

8. The Loneliest Thing

She bought all the good karma in the world
And now she throws it all away

She stole God’s light, she stole it for herself
To make her dark night turn into day

She thinks she’s found, found her very self
But can she make it, can she make it stay?

She would be climbing up the mountain
She would be searching through the desert
But her God would not have spoken
Nor let her pass dry through the sea

And now she throws it away
When God has nothing to say
Her God, she threw him away
He never had much to say

9. Le Petit Cochon Sordide

I broke my back for you
I spilt my blood for you
I ruined my life for you
And this is what it comes down to

You’re like that fairytale king
Take it all away, don’t share no thing
God forbid you give some away
But one of these days you’re going to pay
Is there anything you wouldn’t do?
Would you sell your own mother too?

Can’t you ever get enough?
You craving fuck, can’t you ever get enough?

Can’t you ever get enough?
You craving fuck, can’t you ever get enough?

The slimy, piggish eyes
Fucked by greed and dirty lies
Is there anything stopping you?
A wall of tears, man, you’d run it through
Fuck, dig up their graves
Even in death you get your slaves

Can’t you ever get enough?
You craving fuck, can’t you ever get enough?

10. Asthma

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