Rebels Defects

by Xrin Arms

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released November 18, 2013

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Track Name: Fatalist Jacket
1.Fatalist Jacket
I wear this fatalist jacket on my back.
There is no comfort, in a hunters hungers blasting on the helpless.
Trees are on fire, so is the gaunt choir, the liars are on fire.
Wasted+naked, beleaguer facelift, my purple clouds are sewn up, the sky is filled with knife kites.
I wear this fatalist jacket on my back.
There is no logic+no use for it, if there is whoring+exploring then I'm violently euphoric.
My depraved brigade is holding hand grenades, aiming for your face.
I suggest you raise right up out your grave and into this maze.
The earth is filled with black mold.
I wear this fatalist jacket on my back.
Track Name: Sects Spirit
2.Sects Spirit
I'm on the floor, I'm on the ceiling, I'm in the wall.
Spirit is cold, wrong is right, the soul gnaws.
Distasteful drive is exquisite, imagine it without restrictions.
It's physical disobedience, my apparition blackjack flex.
Freezing skin is shuddering, imperfect chivalry.
I'm on the floor, I'm on the ceiling, I'm in the wall.
Invisble abortions thrown in your sleep, superior creeps.
Ghost semen leaks+seeps all over your eyes that weep.
You can't see me but I can see you. I CAN SEE YOU.
The raucous fuck drive is exquisite, imagine it without restrictions.
I'm on the floor, I'm on the ceiling, I'm in the wall.
Spirit is cold, wrong is right, the soul gnaws.
Track Name: Raccoon Eyes
3.Raccoon Eyes
Purple sight, no I wasn't raised right, my afternoon is motherfucking midnight.
Mangled monogamy doused by the flashlight, we're gonna rage with these raccoon eyes.
Walk with me until your fucking dead, you feel frosty? Bash your fucking head.
In the fire with no clothes on, my testicles smile.
I got more escapades than you got days, murder every bitch with a hog gaze.
In the cave with no mask on, the knives puke.
Dead children, kick them all out. Tiny t-shirts, let your breasts fall out.
Corpse songs, come call out, drool on my hurtful side.
Suck my cock+your eyes will glow.
Purple sight, no I wasn't raised right, my afternoon is motherfucking midnight.
Mangled monogamy doused by the flashlight, we're gonna rage with these raccoon eyes.
Wires+stains on that hoes fangs, live life lanky like a great dame.
Cut out the chosen name out that window frame, rape your own lane.
Feel like a wraith in your society, only the guns+girls can ride along with me.
Super singled motherfucking spread dynasty. Widows+daughters come get high with me.
Fuck the dead+fuck the living, gigantic globs of children is all I'm giving.
I have no respect for anyone+that includes myself.
Suck my cock+your eyes will glow.
Purple sight, no I wasn't raise right, my afternoon is motherfucking midnight.
Mangled monogamy doused by the flashlight, we're gonna rage with these raccoon eyes.
Track Name: Big Bastard
4.Big Bastard
My teeth are cutting all your words that don't mean nothing. Big bastard blood pumping.
Smell my heart melting, while I give birth to a world of no worth.
In fornicated feelings, I leave the ceiling squeeling, all elation unapealling.
Baby I'll bve your sorrow.
Miscarriages laugh in bottles, that copulating christ vibrato.
Hard nozzle in the throat throttle.
Don't count on me for nothing unless it's meaningless fucking. Everything is snuff.
Baby we're dead tomorrow.
My teeth are cutting all your words that don't mean nothing. Big bastard blood pumping.
I'm the exploitation master, alpha lord of the harvest. The hangnail in terrors garden.
A bemused pinnacle smothered by velvet caves as the treacheon hardens.
I took advice from the scar on my face, yellow egypt you must annihilate.
Insomnia psychosis bait.
The brain cells are thumping, maroon specks clumping. Everything is snuff.
Baby we're dead tomorrow.
My teeth are cutting all your words that don't mean nothing. Big bastard blood pumping.
Track Name: Service Animal
5.Service Animal
Can't have my soul, it ain't in my chest, I'll invite you all to my suck fest.
Ruin them all, kill them all, I ain't no service animal.
I'm doing handstands on broken fingertips, slapped wit machetes on this sinking ship.
I wanna fuck every medusa, I wanna kill everyone.
Working for skunk meat+lumps of hair, I've been disfigured by a berate of glares.
I wanna burn every possum, I wanna kill.
Can't have my soul, it ain't in my chest, I'll invited you all to my suck fest.
Ruin them all, kill them all, I ain't no service animal.
We burn+bleed to delve in the true creed within this idiot stampede.
I wanna grip those young hills, I want overseer blood spilled.
When I walk in my life ends, when I walk out, it begins.
I want to be a person again, I need to be a person again.
This smells like curtains, my pride is inedible.
Can't have my soul, it ain't in my chest, I'll invite you all to my suck fest.
Ruin them all, kill them all, I ain't no service animal.
Track Name: Super Casket
6.Super Casket
Spectral skeleton grabbing on two necks. Severed finger pushing in your soft spot.
Rectangle landslide, mausoleum insides, my death reeks of candy shoved in your windpipes.
Orange nails, black woods, born burned.
Touch the fingertips pointed at the moon, rainbow vomit discharge all over high noon.
Annihilation imprints fluttering, backwards cremations with infants muttering...
"Cruel, cold grasp of life won't melt."
My tentacles are content as stripped leather. Miracles been bent in the center.
Got off the white horse, took off my face, digested their homes+bit down on their smoke.
I'm a dead man walking on dead men, apprehended by ghosts.
Track Name: Thinner Sister
7.Thinner Sister
Aphrodisiatic the TVs full of static.
Red carrots, invisible rabbits can all grab it.
Go ahead+grab it.
These are the hands of a wizard, grabbing clouds in blizzards.
I always choose the thinner sister, lay on the thorns.
My grace is exhausted, the vibes are all caustic.
I ruin everything often to be reborn.
These strokes are stuffed with crime, shattered glass eyed grime.
I'm plucking bipolar chimes as my mind dies.
I don't see how your mouth moving makes sense.
Aphrodisiatic the TVs full of static.
Red carrots, invisible rabbits can all grab it.
Go ahead+grab it.
All those birds explodes over my throbbing roads, the new home phones.
Lost in my glaze.
Feathers are scattered, beaks are worn+tattered.
None of that matters in my sludge world.
I dont see how your mouth moving makes sense.
Aphrodisiatic the TVs full of static.
Red carrots, invisible rabbits can all grab it.
Go ahead+grab it.
Track Name: Skeleton Mouth
8.Skeleton Mouth
Inside a skeleton mouth, fellatio from the dead.
Inside a skeleton mouth, vultures circle round the head.
The scarecrow whips a dead clock+turns west with his head cocked.
Brain botched, stained crotch, all grandeur is red frost.
Lithium limbs pressed against my ears, my nose bleeds on labia tears.
In this haze of muck, nothings clear.
In this realm of fuck, I have no fear.
Semen sprays on shaky tongues, succubus gaze, head hung.
A fuming ribcage with missing lungs, this is the rise of the numb scum.
I'm dragged down deep into the crows nest, can't resist the inane process.
As I breathe warmth on the snows neck, I lick the cold sweat of bold death.
I'm not aware of reality, I'm not timid about anything.
Inside a skeleton mouth, fellatio from the dead.
Inside a skeleton mouth, vultures circle round the head.
Track Name: Demon City
9.Demon City
The cities full of demons, we're the only shamen. Whores drink yellow semen, die fast.
I seen that burning axe flying through the air, that low doom whiplash.
These cops want me dead, frisking the same dick that their daughters are giving head.
We see the red in eyes, the deterioration, absorbed to capitalize.
We rome the streets+avoid the elite, strangling the defeat.
The cities full of demons, we're the only shamen. Whores drink yellow semen, die fast.
Inside the house of spiders we were once embraced, now just two outsiders.
Church mice weep in the corner, we are leaning on the escape to California.
Razors on the pigeonholes, as sense flesh unfolds, new birth, no control.
We rome the streets+avoid the elite, strangling the defeat.
The cities full of demons, we're the only shamen. Whores drink yellow semen, die fast.
Track Name: Bullshit Summer
10.Bullshit Summer
I will never die here.
Only touched one bullshit summer, no good came from the lashington bummer.
I will never be outnumbered.
Snake tongue vultures will breast feed from the nipples of a tar pit.
City of odious, no need to return.
I bled fog on burning carpets+chiseled buildings made with children.
Oh what a fostering feeling.
Walking away, the skies are grey, muzzled grid laid.
I will never die here.
Only touched one bullshit summer, no good came from the lashington bummer.
I will never be outnumbered.
They can't look down within those coffins, scapegoat slaves.
Gummo wiggers wanna pull the trigger but can't afford no guns.
City of imbeciles, live+befuddled, neglected by the sun.
No fun, no life, no beginning, no end.
I will never die here.
Only touched one bullshit summer, no good came from the lashington bummer.
I will never be outnumbered.