Álbum The Pale Emperor de Marilyn Manson - Canciones

The Pale Emperor

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  1. Killing StrangersVer letra 5:36

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    letra de Killing Strangers

    This world doesn't need no opera

    We're here for the operation

    We don't need a bigger knife (a bigger knife)

    Cause we got guns, we got guns, we got guns (we got guns)

    We got guns, you better run

    (you better run, you better run, you better run)



    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love

    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love



    We pack demolition, we can't pack emotion

    Dynamite? We just might...

    So blow us a kiss, blow us a kiss

    Blow us a kiss, we'll blow you to pieces



    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love

    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love



    We got guns, we got guns

    Mother fuckers better, better, better run

    We got guns, we got guns

    Mother fuckers better run

    [x2]



    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love

    We're killing strangers, we're killing strangers

    We're killing strangers, so we don't kill the ones that we love



    You better run

    Cause we got guns! Cause we got guns! We got guns!

  2. Deep SixVer letra 5:03

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    letra de Deep Six

    [Verse 1:]

    You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?

    "You better watch yourself"

    You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?

    "You better watch yourself"

    "You better watch yourself"

    Yeah



    [Verse 2:]

    It's like a stranger had a key, came inside my mind

    And moved all my things around

    But he didn't know snakes can't kneel or prey

    Try to break my psyche down

    Yeah



    [Pre-Chorus:]

    It's as if my feathers were wax

    And your artillery lead

    Do you like our bed?

    Do you like our bed?



    [Chorus:]

    Deep six, six, six feet deep

    Deep six, six, six feet deep

    Yeah



    [Verse 2]



    [Pre-Chorus x2]



    [Chorus]



    [Verse 1]



    [Bridge 4x:]

    Love is Evol

    Con is confidence

    Eros is sore

    Sin is sincere



    Sin is sincere

    Sin is sincere

    Sin is sincere



    [Chorus]



    [Verse 1]

  3. Third Day Of A Seven Day BingeVer letra 4:26

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    letra de Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge

    We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge

    And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

    We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge

    I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips



    I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well

    I just feel like I'm condemned to wear someone else's hell

    We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge

    I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips



    I've got bullets, in the booth

    Rather be your victim, than be with you

    I got bullets, in the Boothe

    Rather be your victim, than be with you



    We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge

    I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips



    I'd rather be your victim, than to be with you

    Rather be your victim, than be with you

  4. The Mephistopheles Of Los AngelesVer letra 4:57

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    letra de The Mephistopheles Of Los Angeles

    I don't know if I can open up

    I've been opened enough

    I don't know if I can open up

    I'm not a birthday present

    I'm aggressive regressive

    The past is over

    And passive scenes so pathetic



    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?



    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    And I'm ready to meet my maker

    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    I'm ready to meet my maker

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    And I'll rise to every occasion

    I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

    Of Los Angeles



    Don't know if I can open up

    I been opened too much

    Double-crossed glossed over in my pathos



    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?



    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    And I'm ready to meet my maker

    I feel stoned and alone like a heretic

    I'm ready to meet my maker

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    And I'll rise to every occasion

    I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

    Of Los Angeles



    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

    Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?



    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    And I'm ready to meet my maker

    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    I'm ready to meet my maker



    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    And I'm ready to meet my maker

    I'm feeling stoned and alone like a heretic

    I'm ready to meet my maker

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    Lazarus has got no dirt on me

    And I'll rise to every occasion

    I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

    Of Los Angeles



    I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles

  5. Warship My WreckVer letra 5:57

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    letra de Warship My Wreck

    You're a paper doll

    I fold you how I want

    You're not my noose

    I tied this knot

    If this won't be

    Our fingers locked together

    This is total war

    Method not objective



    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue em back together

    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue them back together

    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue them back together!

    Back together!



    [Chorus x2:]

    Scars on my fingers, bruises on neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    warship my wreck!

    warship my wreck!



    Cut the hands off

    Then kamikaze into your soul

    Kamikaze into your soul...



    [Chorus x2:]

    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    Warship my Wreck!

    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    Warship my wreck!

    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck

    warship my wreck!



    Scars on my fingers, bruises my neck

    Crashin' my trains, warship my wreck



    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue em back together

    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue them back together

    Cannot say, I'm breaking the rules

    If I can glue them back together!

  6. Slave Only Dreams To Be KingVer letra 5:20

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    letra de Slave Only Dreams To Be King

    The human wheel, that force unseen

    The offspring of a deathless soul

    Can hew away to any goal

    The walls of granite intervene

    Be not in patient delay, but

    Wait as one who understands

    When spirit rises and demands

    The Gods are ready to obey

    Take my money like an ugly bee



    Covered in my money, too dumb to see

    My Fibonacci blinded by your jealousy

    I'm happy to pull my veins out and braid a rope

    I don't need hope to know that you'd die slow

    I'm happy to pull my veins out and braid a rope

    I don't need hope to know that you'd die slow



    [Hook:]

    You are what you beat, yeah

    You are what you beat, yeah



    [Chorus:]

    And then we met our brand new parents

    But they didn't know it yet

    So we chanted, "WED, WED, WED!"

    But they didn't know they were dead

    Didn't know they were dead



    Then the witch tied her fruit t a stick

    When our coin was looking too thin

    It's like a winter in Hades, we drooled for the ladies

    As if the apple was owned by God



    [Chorus]



    Slave never dreams to be free

    Slave only dreams to be King

    Slave never dreams to be free

    Slave only dreams to be King



    [Hook]

  7. The Devil Beneath My FeetVer letra 4:16

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    letra de The Devil Beneath My Feet

    Don't want your God and His higher power

    Want power to get higher

    And I'm not allowed, I'm not allowed

    When you look up, what will you see?

    Don't need a motherfucker looking down on me

    Motherfucker looking down on me

    Least I know wherever I go

    I got the devil beneath my feet

    Least I know wherever I go

    I got the devil beneath my feet

    Beneath my feet



    Don't bring your black heart to bed

    When I wake up you best be gone

    Or you'd better be dead

    [2x]



    This what happens when you put an apple on your head

    You could laugh all day but you can't laugh the darkness away

    Can't laugh the darkness away

    Too many pills and not enough kills

    I need a bug out, sold that big house

    Neva take me alive, never take me alive, never fucking take me alive

    It's better to be blamed for robbing Peter

    Than guilty for paying Paul



    Don't bring your black heart to bed

    When I wake up you best be gone

    Or you'd better be dead

    [2x]

  8. Birds Of Hell AwaitingVer letra 5:05

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    letra de Birds Of Hell Awaiting

    Birds of Hell awaiting

    With the wings on fire

    Insane old Phoenix, baby

    It's your death desire

    The birds of Hell awaiting

    With the wings on fire

    Insane old Phoenix, baby

    It's your death desire



    (This is your death, this is your death)

    (This is your death's desire)

    [x2]



    Birds of Hell awaiting

    With the wings on fire

    Insane old Phoenix, baby

    It's your death desire

    It's where you're death's desire



    (This is your death, this is your death)

    (This is your death's desire)

    [x2]

  9. Cupid Carries A GunVer letra 4:59

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    letra de Cupid Carries A Gun

    Pound me the witch drums

    The witch drums

    Pound me the witch drums



    Pound me the witch drums

    The witch drums

    Better pray for hell, not hallelujah



    I'm a coat of fists

    Dead and hardened spiders

    Like two mangled crowns

    Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes



    Folks said I

    Look like death

    Lived in the hotel of my eyes

    Lives wide open like a whore

    Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs



    Keep your halos tight,

    I'm your God or your guardian

    Keep your halo tight

    One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine



    Because now

    Cupid carries a gun

    Now, now

    Cupid, Cupid carries a gun



    Pound me the witch drums

    The witch drums

    Pound me the witch drums



    Pound me the witch drums

    The witch drums

    Better pray for hell, not hallelujah



    She had those crow black eyes

    Starless, but she fucks

    Like a comet

    Laid as still as a Bible

    And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside



    Keep your halos tight,

    I'm your God or your guardian

    Keep your halo tight

    One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine



    Keep your halos tight,

    I'm your God or your guardian

    Keep your halo tight

    One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine



    Because now

    Cupid carries a gun

    Now, now

    Cupid, Cupid carries a gun



    Pound me the witch drums

    The witch drums



    Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

    Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

    Better pray for hell, not hallelujah



    Pound me the witch drums

  10. Odds Of EvenVer letra 6:22

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    letra de Odds Of Even

    Stood in the face of grim death, screaming "Monsters, bring me to deafness!"

    My dagger and swagger are useless in the face of the mirror when the mirror is made of my face.



    [Chorus:]

    This is the House of Death. Even Angels die in the arms of demons.

    This is the House of Death. Even angels die in the arms of Demons.



    Hide your heart in your gut, but for what?

    When they're waiting to pull you apart like a scarecrow on death row so now all of your secrets are shown.



    [Chorus]



    No one is exempt from the odds of even. [x5]

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