Empathy With The Devil Lyrics - Singles - Tear Garden

My flavour is the stuff of locusts 

Hot chili firebrand 

Spurting volcano teeth 

Bleeding skies, sulphur mines 

The foul breath of Satan's favourite gutter worm 

You feel me when I'm close 

An ice wind of steel stilettos 

Hammered in your spine 

Quicksilver nausea spinning 

Spewing forth and everything's a mess 

Every possession you ever had 

Wrecked - lying at your feet 

Telegrams that tell you God is dead 

Piled high on the T.V. 

The incessant T.V. 

Burbling 

Distorted 

A cheesecake nun advertising 

20 brands of sea cow lemon shit 

In 60 different languages 

A gargoyle handjives 

For the hard of hearing 

Subliminals 

Criminals 

Phoney businessmen in thick-rimmed glasses 

Bad comedians 

Laughing bags aping the Hallelujah Chorus 

The forgotten version 

Out of key (slightly) 

Just enough to annoy you 

My flavour is cheap perfume 

On rotting Man-Ray maggots! 

Dead maggots! 

My flavour's a wound re-opening by 

surprise 

Green fishes eyes flowing out 

Wriggling things 

Gelatinous 

Still alive and screaming 

Out of key (slightly) 

Just enough to annoy you 

My flavour's a plunging elevator 

A mili-second before it hits the cellar 

A cellar with mutated rats 

Old - very old lost teeth 

Abortions, garbage 

So pungent it hums 

Out of key (slightly) 

Just enough to annoy you 

My flavour's your flavour 

Deep within you 

Hidden 

Waiting to get out