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Founds total 8 songs

Skin Of The Master

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

(A soft procession of endless hymns. Swallowing bullets like sleeping pills). . Across the floor of an ancient room. It was not God, it was not the moon.


Remember To Forget

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

Hush now, close your eyes. Open your mouth, swallow lies. . Hush now, close your eyes. Open your mouth, swallow, swallow lies. . Moth breath fluttering.



Not To Touch The Earth

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

Not to touch the earth. Not to see the sun. Nothing left to do, but. Run, run, run. Let's run. Let's run. . House upon the hill. Moon is lying still. Shadows of the trees.


I, Alone

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

Loud and proud. Loud and proud. . Alone, in the crowd. . Sometimes I feel more dead than alive. Sometimes I feel I can do it this time. Sometimes I feel so empty inside.


Blood Of Saints

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

Lock and load. Kill em all. Let the lord. Sort em out. . Fortifying lies for the Triggerman. A honey-tongued devil do as she commands. Psychotic! So patriotic!.


Bible Belt

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me. Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick. A soft, slow secretion of indifference slopping through the hollow suit I use as a body..


Baby's Breath

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

The soft sound of snow crunching underfoot gives me comfort. Her building is at the end of the block. She lives on the north side. Bottom floor. Middle apartment. I see her. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 steps. Wrong key. Lock clicks. She drops her coat and scarf in the entry and kicks off those... vixen shoes. She shuffles to the kitchen and pours a glass of scotch. (I am inside) She lights a cigarette and blows the smoke over the match. (She doesn't notice).


Atom To Adam

Artist: Otep
Year: 2011
Updated: 8 years ago

Godless. Lawless. Stifled. Bondage. . The grubs are fastened. In sackcloth and ashes. We are the children. Of amnesia of heaven. . Their cries go unrequited.


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