SVENIA - "Death Is Waiting For Your Heart"

MARILYN MANSON - "This Is The New Shit"

OPERA NOIRE - "Heroes"

THE CRAMPS - "Human Fly"

"Hello.  Would you like to have a roll in ze hay?  It's fun."  YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN

SPREAD EAGLE - "Switchblade Serenade"


The sound you hear is the knife cut
Switchblade Serenade
The sound you hear's the knife cut
Switchblade Serenade—CUT

I gotta wicked woman
Woman got a vicious tongue
Late at night I come home a little drunk
And we go one on one

Sittin' in the kitchen listenin' to your bitchin'
Every night of my life
You made this home a combat zone
You cut me like a knife
Woman you're tougher than leather
You make it hard on me

We got problems baby that's okay
Cause I'm still lovin' you anyway
If we put down our weapons for just one night
Maybe we can make it right
But we just fight about it

Tell me I'm wastin' my money
Tell me I'm wastin' my time
Hangin' with trash spendin' my cash
On cheap talk, whiskey and wine
You just ain't the same girl
Same girl I used to know
Love and hate seem to be our fate
And it cuts me to the bone

Woman you're tougher than leather
You make it hard on me
We got problems baby that's okay
Cause I'm still lovin' you anyway
If we put down our weapons for just one night
Maybe we can make it right
But we just fight

Chorus
The sound you hear is the knife cut
Switchblade Serenade
The sound you hear's the knife cut
Switchblade Serenade  

“You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection. I have been waiting all my life to be with you. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. The time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Now you’re here and everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with our every shared breath. I need you like life needs life. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.”
― Henry Rollins