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Genuflect Yourself

by Peter John Sullivan

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Genuflect Yourself (free) 02:36
Genuflect Yourself shed remaining pieces of the war that drag you to the cold ground "you have seen this place before" I just wanted you to know you'll get away with nothing They have employed ravens this is not a life, it is a dream the parting of the sea - was the result cast from an author....... I have suffered way to many lies to gather back my pride - let me tell you if your in there is no other way it's ALL or nothing..... light the beacon for the servitors to show me information "you have seen this place before" I just wanted you to know they're floating right above you they can feel deception this is not a song, it is a spell for who can ever tell - if the result came from an author..... I have suffered way to many lies to gather back my pride - let me tell you if your in there is no other way it's ALL or nothing..... This is not a life, it is a dream I wanna hear you scream like the result came from an alter..... I have suffered way to many lies to gather back my pride - let me tell you if your in there is no other way it's ALL or nothing.....
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Ravens (free) 03:00
Ravens and so a day of reckoning will come - all or nothing I can only suck so much venom - heal forever. roaches that crawl in your flowers of degradation ingrained acedia demons that hide away from.. your whatever.. ravens that hide away from.. or whatever.. comes.. haunting tales of your mythology - past or present can I trust those closets are now clean? - or still cluttered roaches that crawl in your flowers of degradation ingrained acedia taps on the shoulder from others unknown alien constructors of bridges so long will they steer me wrong? roaches that crawl in your flowers of degradation ingrained acedia demons that hide away from.. your whatever.. ravens that hide away from.. or whatever.. comes..
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Likely Christ Materials do the cigarettes taste OK today? does the weather in your head match what you say? are your friends real friends? is your heart real meat? stop rehearsing forged realities with your hand out & see where the wall is breached probability waves • possibility seized Elohim, your truth may never come....... a dollar store barber cuts the bangs another "Our Father"and "Amen" another church fumbles from the drone a cycle that bores you - on the throne Mick Jagger misplaced his sympathy Altamont showcased his blasphemy Brenda's ego got kicked in the teeth Learn the name of the uncreated one we were born with the knowledge of right & wrong til' the cathode ray tube stole the show Elohim, your truth may never come.. x(a lot) the postures of yoga snap your neck celebrity guru, cashed the check your under trained pastor is a rogue a cycle that bores God - to the bone!!!!!! Elohim, your truth may never come.. x(a lot)
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Backstabbers, Haters & Flakes backstabbers, flakes & haters plate their trophy egos with fool's gold that social network moan, is our only scene self-seeking - self-denial self-promotion of the self-absorbed so glad that you have come to live the new dream the population database is filled with every suckers hopes & dreams there's everything to fear, with friends like these deceptions of my brother to feed his wounding hunger to chew off our own neighbor and humiliate those losers home loneliness so strong you only see blood never think to wonder how those ideas came to grace your head ....so live the new dream I'll keep clickin' to fuel your cyber-spotlight ...your not lonely anymore
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I'm Not Affiliated (free) 02:57
I'm Not Affiliated journey back from nothingness the pleasures that will call you forth a mongrel knows not when he's found or lost make the walk down to the trails where parkway cars may melt away then you'll know where I will live & stay DJs comin' home, so he said my ex-wife could take no more Mother shakes her head & smiles "you don't have to hold the door" You can't come here do not call me son - for no one paper, ink & tongue you were the takers of your bone your not the makers of my home (x2) I have failed some lost exam domesticated, trunked & locked metallic rooms of calendars & clocks make the walk down to the trails where sparkling sunlight gripped your face aesthetic moments trapped between your pain DJs comin' home, so he said my ex-wife could take no more Mother shakes her head & smiles "you don't have to hold the door" You can't come here do not call me son - for no one paper, ink & tongue you were the takers of your bone your not the makers of my home (x2)
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The Old Children this time the crows not to feed find yourself in my hand when the talons let go you fall down to the nest of my jar poke holes in the lid and store you up on my bookshelf my point of view is one small hole in the tree it's clear the muse's talent has peeked I drank for years with the masons on Coroner St. the old children don't let you daydream there will be no inceptions - or fresh virgin oceans that you could explore from your room you can borrow my maps & stare at my blueprints but who's gonna pay for the fuel this towns all your ever gonna see this mans just as lost & can't find peace something has lead you astray now I'm a bitter man your contagious. stay off my swing all the ghosts in the playground think I don't know they're here well, they won't get no wisdom from me
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Magic Failure (free) 03:34
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Mr. Invisible (Six Feet Hole) I'm Mr. In - visible Real to you. Fake to most. You know me? I sure as fuck know you. sparks. burning hair shovel & skull. 10 inch square water & soap. Let's see you try & mock the dirt. Only when your in pain do you turn to words. As you tripped on the language you wished they heard. end that invasive noise you call your voice. Now Mr. Big Mouth's got no tongue. This situation's your own fault. Crawl, Get Under! I'm Your 6 Feet Hole.... No epilogue, no funeral. No eulogy, no prayers of hope. Your pseudo-presence won't leave a hint. Look! Tough Guy lost his hands and feet He'll be leaving MY Reality. There's a place where you never existed. Now Mr. Big Shot's soaked in blood. This situation's your own fault. (go to G) Crawl, Get Under! I'm Your 6 Feet Hole.... I'm Mr. In - visible Real to you. Fake to most. You know me? I sure as fuck know you. you refused to erase yourself so I swam through the ether - to cast forth hell now your carbon - hydrogen nitrogen - oxygen rot. Now Mr. Big Shot's soaked in blood. This situation's your own fault. (go to G) Crawl, Get Under! I'm Your 6 Feet Hole....

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released December 13, 2010

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Peter John Sullivan Stafford Township, New Jersey

"My entire discography is a demo.."

Main storefront for God Wants Us High releases.

Many reissues from the cassette label Otis Stokes

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