MARILYN MANSON - HEAVEN UPSIDE DOWN - 2017

MARILYN MANSON

HEAVEN UPSIDE DOWN

2017

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REVELATION

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Revelations come in twelve, I say it again

And you will burn in a town with no fireman

Just playing with matches and praying to ashes

Too stupid to call themselves evil

So they call themselves heroes

This is the time for us

We'll paint the town red

With the blood

Of the tourists

Traitors and betrayers, this fucking game has no fucking players

You got something to say now?

This is the time for us

You're fucking welcome

TATTOOED IN REVERSE

So fuck your bible and your Babel

Made this psalm into my dirty bomb

So dance, motherfucker, dance

Racing to a red light

I'm un-stabled, I'm not a show horse

I can't be bridled, of course

I'm un-scabbed and un-regretted

I got tattooed in reverse

In reverse

You can't play this game, you've lost all the pieces

Hold your breath and just wait

Someone else will pay for your sins

But I'm not convinced by your costume

This ain't my goddamn cup of tears

Your confession means nothing

So fuck your attrition

There ain't nothing in my hourglass

Just sand from a dead sea

And I made it my weapon

Fuck your bible and your Babel

I made this psalm into my dirty bomb

So dance, motherfucker, dance

Racing to a red light

WE KNOW WHERE YOU FUCKIN LIVE

Let's make something clear

We're all recording this as it happens

Those diamond-bullet storefront-blood-bank

Splinters and stained glass

We don't need to move a single prayer-bone

Dodge/burn so loud and sub-low

We don't need to move a single prayer-bone

Hi-def is still life

"So what's a nice place like this

Doing 'round people like us?"

We know where you fucking live

We'll burn it down, burn it down

They won't even recognize your corpse

The world was stripped of its superficial surfaces

We don't intend to just eat the street

The asphalt is the good meat

And we will sleep on the skin of its nightmares

We will sleep on the skin of its nightmares

"It's time to just kill this crowd

And scream as fucking loud..."

Fire fire fire fire fire fire fire away

I love the sound of shells hitting the ground, man

I love the sound of shells hitting the ground

I love it

I love the sound of shells hitting the ground, man

I love it

SAY10

Devil's got a cut, like a slit in a cattle's calf

Dollar sign snakes, I'm all in the damned

Godless, fearless of the flood

Or the blood of the coming spring

Something is shedding its scales

Crying from the heat of the light

Or the empty shell on the stage

And cash is a poor man's money

Cash is a poor man's money

You say god, and I say SAY10

Say, say, SAY10

Open your mouth, love

Like a gutted church

My goat horns are napalm trees

And a crown of thorns is hard to swallow

You should pray now

Is it above or is it below?

Cocaine and Abel

I don't baptize whores

I'm a legend, I'm not a fable

KILL4ME

Let's grab a gold switchblade

And make us a blood pact, babe

To love and to fuck and to only see ourselves

And remember this

Your hotel-heart won't be so vacant

And I can tell that you ain't faking

Because I take death threats

Like the best of them

Would you kill, kill, kill for me?

I love you enough to ask you again

Would you kill, kill, kill for me?

You won't be kissing me unless you kill for me

Kill, kill, kill for me

Bloody noses are just like roses

But what happens when we are betrayed?

Would you drag them to the shed

And unload six rounds in their fucking face?

This is a sacrifice

Sideways for attention, longways for results

Who are you going to cross?

SATURNALIA

When all your demons die

Even if just one survives

I will still be here to hold you

No matter how cold you are

No matter how cold you are

I see the terror in your teardrop

Take your belief

Make it snow, let go

And wait together until we thaw

I don't wanna be another bullet hole

In the exit sign on your road

Just smile like a rifle

Hot metal in the setting sun

I was invited to eat the young

A stunning possession of symbolic firearms

In the bottomless celebrity scar

I was invited to eat the young

Si siht

Ailanrutas

By the roadside, all the bones picked clean

No gas in our machine

I will still be here to hold you

No matter how cold you are

No matter how cold we are

Can't stop now, no flowers to smell

Earth ate up the Son, can't even load my gun

It seems like Saturnalia

There's no exit plan, here

No emergency room in this tomb

And this door only opens one way

Blinded by blackness

We're just empty shells

In the deafening void

Of our last sunset

JE$U$ CRI$I$

I write songs to fight and to fuck to

If you wanna fight, then I'll fight you

If you wanna fuck, I will fuck you

Make up your mind or I'll make it up for you

The present is too fast

Anticipation is killing us

Cutting up rails

Eating our own tales

Sucking up Snow White's powder

White powder, Snow White powder

High as a tower and ready to fall

To the street like a Viper

Sucking Snow White powder

White powder, Snow White powder

High as a tower

Fall to the street like a Viper

I'm like a Jesus Crisis

And I made it up for you

BLOOD HONEY

You only say that you want me

When I'm upside down, upside down

I got you tied up and I love it

Tied up and I love it

Now, why would I set you free?

Now you're tied up, you love it

No lies now, I love it

I'm not being mean, I'm just being me

I got some feelings

But I try to hide what I reel in

I fuck every broken, crazy girl

Instead of hanging from my ceiling

So I keep my life for like

Keep my head loose

But nose is like a beehive

I'm dripping blood honey

HEAVEN UPSIDE DOWN

I can hear the scream of trumpets

Smell the ash and sulfur

Talons of battalions scratch at the sky

Like black feathers, scorpion eyes

I don't attract what I want, I attract what I am

Dead as the bees buzzing inside my head

Hold my hand and spin around

This is heaven upside down

And I tried to look inside you

I ended up looking through you

Now, you try to tell me

You're not a ghost

THREATS OF ROMANCE

A girl is a man's sickness

We all know the way it ends

No matter how many times we film it

The audience thinks they've seen it for the first time

Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass

And someone like me, someone like me can't make it last

I like you damaged, but I need something left

Something for me, something for me to wreck

You are my sickness

We all know the way it ends

No matter how we film it, the audience thinks

That they saw it for the first time

Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass

And someone like me, someone like me can't make it last

My seed would have made new fruit

And you could have been a tree

I could have cut you down

Or just let you be

I like you damaged

e é isso ai, galera, esta foi a sequência das letras dos álbuns de estúdio do Marilyn Manson antes do We Are Chaos, lançado 11 de setembro último, cujas letras também serão postadas aqui.

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