Тексты песен Le Flan de Sang

Guilt Trip

Eyes shut
Deny
Black out this worldly echo creeping thru nettings of skin
Decay caused by giving in
Your light is fading fast
Your future’s in the past
Wake up
Realize
Time’s now
To open your eyes


You walk into the garden
With fairies gnomes and dragons
Chase the dragon
You got the acid laughing
Like mushrooms amplified
Smoke the dragon
Revealing parts of you
Pink yellow green and blue
Kill the dragon
You Technicolor motherfucker
But your bleeding heart is still in black and white

Blinds up
Comply
Drown out this fragile emo cutting thru nettings of skin
Delay the point where thought begins
Your future in the past
Your hope is fading fast
Wake up
Realize
Time’s now
To open your eyes!

No Pain No Gain  

Come closer pet I’m gonna take you
Tie you up and down and break and make you
Bruised and bleeding, have you had enough yet?
It’s not about abuse, I give and you get

WHAT YOU WANT
It’s not a game
No pain, no gain!

Get down on your fucking knees…

You want me to know it’s not a fake show
We go with the flow, I beat and you glow
It’s new and exciting, which makes you enticing
One of a kind true blue, pain is pleasure shared with you!

Come here tether
Whips and leather
Trust me
Entrust me with you

I want to hold you
And then I will scold you
This pain won’t hurt you
You’re sharing your virtue
With me!
And it ain’t free!
No there’s a price to pay
It will all go away!

Pragmatism’s open prism
Masochism’s hedonism
Pragmatism’s open prism
Masochism’s hedonism
Pain is just a thread in the tapestry of sensation
Offer me adventure I’ll relish the exploration
Got you in chains
It’s not the same
It’s not a game
No Pain no Gain!

Les Rats Qui Rient     

2069 après la naissance du prophete, soit année 15 du nouvel ordre
La revolution triompha, la societe seculaire aboli rites et religions a une echelle mondiale!
Un nouvel edit du droit de l’etre humain est ecrit, le monde de la decouverte nous appartien, mes frères et soeurs, en coeur!

Oh! Oui nous sommes
Hommes er femmes de l’égalité!
Ha ha ha!
Fetons donc la victoire sur la divinité
Nous ne sommes non plus
Esclaves du destin
Nous les enfants
D’un present sans fin
Il nous appartient!

Nos citoyens les plus brillants
Commencent a tomber comme des mouches
Sans aucune explication des homes et femmes en pleine santé
Qu’on ne peut sauver
Ni par la medicine ni par la foi

On se reveille le lendemain
Pour se render compte que
Dans 5 minutes on va mourrir
Et pourrir dans fosse commune au bord de la seine
Les rats nous mangeront et survivront

Un Rat:
Tu vas tomber
Tu vas crever
Je mangerai
Et survivrai!

Mere nature nous recoltera
Il fallait pas trop la faire chier
On a eu ce qu’on meritait
Pour se croire les proprietaries de la terre entire
On n’est que chair magique on pourrira

On va crever comme des chiens
Il n’y a pas de cure pour
L’epidemie qui nous attaque
A la merci de la biologie la vie ne tient qu’a un fil
Suspendu dans le vide on tombera

Et toi? Qu’es-ce-que t’a?
Tu te cois maudit
Mais est tu beni?
C’est qu’une maladie
Ordinaire
Freres et soeurs
Pollution
De l’age ingrat
Quand on meurt
Solution
De l’egrais pour ortils
Et de la bouffe a rat!

Luigi and His Squee…

Ever hear the story
Oh so tragic and so gory
Of the sipper of martinis
Turned to killer of bambinis
So handsome, tall
So rich and famous
He lost it all
Wife, kids and wages
“It’s-a-Luigi!”
Now he rides the burbs
Puts his ladder on the curb
And for a buck or two
He’ll clean your windows, good as new
But you better beware
He’s got his killer’s stare
His name is Luigi
He’s a slayer with a squeegee!

Hey Luigi – Dark eyes behind dark shades
Hey Luigi – The kids love razor blades
Hey Luigi – Go eat your bloody flan
Hey Luigi – What happened to your plan man?

Underground the world around
A master of disguises
Sharp alert and tightly wound
And up to his devices
Not content to defend
Mr Luigi plots revenge
Every means an end
No time to make amends
I live by the squeegee
I’ll die by the squeegee
Going down I’ll take you with me!”

They move fast
Not a sound
Breathe your last
You’re grave-bound

As we commit his body to the ground
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Think that he is fini
But he comes back as a zombie
And a few swipes from his squeegee
Turn your ass into linguini
As far as he can see
There is no bad publicity
So he writes it in graffiti
“I’m a zombie with an uzi!”

Hey Luigi – Dark eyes behind dark shades
Hey Luigi – The kids love razor blades
Hey Luigi – Fulfill your bloody plan
Hey Luigi – It’s from beyond your grave man?

He comes by night
He comes by day
He like to flight
He likes to slay
His name is Luigi
And he likes to play
So take it easy
And he’ll take you away!

Romantic Moment    

The sea’s dyed red but not with blood this time it’s lust
Get any hotter and our hearts might combust
The sun is setting and the moment’s come to pluck our cherries
The ball is rolling we know it’s time to fuck already
A belly full of butterflies like time flies
Kill the tension with a kiss, slip away into bliss

Our love
Our love
It grows
Just like a summer bud

And so you want us all to just be the same
We won’t participate in your little game
You say we’re wrong that it won’t last because it’s complicated
But we’re so strong we saw the future never hesitated
You wanna fight us? Oh yeah well, bring it on!
You may have won the battle, the war is ON!
We’re one
It’s on
Just bring your army on!

Within each other’s skin our sweat speaks with no words
We dance and sing like fireflies and bees and birds
You try to trap our freedom but the mind’s un-breachable
To separate us, but we’re to hearts un-reachable
You’re scratching at the surface thinking you can take it from us
Within this moment’s safety, no lie can tie this bond of lust

Our love
It’s pure
Yeah we’re sure
There’s no need for a cure

You push and tell us
We’ll never be together
We’ve beat you now
We’re one forever

Start Panicking     

So you’re a little fanatic
Well prepare yourself to panic
I know it’s funny and tragic
You’re never getting in not even by magic
“Camel through the eye of a needle”
Yet you think you’re eligible
Not in a million years you fool
You may find me cruel but you’re going down now

No! please! Let me stay! No! please!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The universe wants harmony
And you sow discrimination
Now you want VIP seats
In the brightest destination
You ignored your prophet’s words
Spread his love with guns and swords
Enslaved the meek who own the earth
And live off less than your bling is worth

Kill you kill you kill you

Without a second of hesitation
Turn you away from the gates of heaven
I’ve been waiting years for this pleasure
Your ignorance is such a treasure
“Camel through the eye of a needle”
Yet you think you’re eligible
Not in a million years you fool
You may find me cruel but you’re going down now
Boo!

Going Back ((isn’t necessarily the way forward)

It’s something you can’t borrow or lend/pretend
This broken chalice holds no joy
So as a ploy you fill it up with sorrow
Yet it remains and you’re lonely once again
Lying crying dying
Bleeding breeding screaming

It’s something you can’t hide or split up/divide
No it’s a case of all or nothing
So as a ploy you fill the void with hollow
But it remains and you’re lonely once again
Breeding needing bleeding
Lying crying dying

Ezekiel 25:17 (see the bible/street fighter/pulp fiction)

Mid-west
Incest.
Violence
And alcohol

So you’re mommy says you better keep quiet
And your daddy says you better know how
And your brother says you better go down
And your priest says you better turn around now

And I want you to know
My poppa says
He will kill you tomorrow
If you cum in my bed

Anger
Hatred
Denial
Is sacred

Cry out
For help.
No heed
It’s hell

True Norwegian Bugeyed Monster     

Jeg ser ut på byen
Mennesker på menyen
Alt for spiselige
Jeg må nesten ikke tygge

Jeg skal drepe deg
Jeg skal spise deg
Skjær deg opp i skiver og lage blings av deg
Jeg gleder meg
Til å bake deg
Og lage blodpudding og pinnekjøtt og kose meg

Hei der lille jente
Får se om du kan smile
Ikke vær så sur
Kom ta en liten tur

Jeg skal drepe deg
Jeg skal spise deg
Skjær deg opp i skiver og lage blings av deg
Jeg gleder meg
Til å bake deg
Og lage blodpudding og pinnekjøtt og kose meg

Jeg skal drepe deg
Jeg skal spise deg
Skjær deg opp i skiver og lage blings av deg
Jeg gleder meg
Til å bake deg
Og lage blodpudding og pinnekjøtt og kose meg

Hør her på min oppskrift
Den kan du godt få

Scary Things

Light’s out!
Little boy is writing on the wall in blood
Maybe maybe this kid isn’t understood
Little boy is playing with his toys now
Sounds crazy, nightmare’s come alive, but how?
G.I.Joes are crawling on their hands and knees
Smurfette is begging for her life: “oh please!”
oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please oh please!
Wow oh wow oh wow oh wow oh wow… Look out!

Look at the doll gazing from the ceiling
Where the plaster’s cracking you can see the faces bleeding
Toy soldiers marching from the kitchen to the bedroom
They’re killing unicorns inside a rhododendron
And then they turned around and crucified a carebear!

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I taw i taw a puddy cat!
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
I did taw a puddy cat!
Light’s out there’s something in the closet
Panic now you know you didn’t lock it
Digital monsters bypass the screen
Revealing high-def gore like you’ve never seen
oh seen oh seen oh seen oh seen obscene
Why oh why oh why oh why oh why – Don’t ask!

Look at the doll gazing from the ceiling
Where the plaster’s cracking you can see the face’s bleeding
Toy soldiers marching from the kitchen to the bedroom
They’re killing unicorns inside a rhododendron
Look at the doll gazing from the ceiling
Where the plaster’s cracking you can see the faces bleeding

Obey!

You point and say wow!
Go fry another cow!
Drink until you drown and eat until you drop no you’re never gonna stop
Ha ha
Ha ha
He he
Yeah

Well take a drool well was it tasty?
Your heart is beating yeah but it is lazy
Cholesterol blood sugar’s getting hazy
Deep fried brains, you’re pushing up the daisies.
Marching with hunger in blank faces
Outlet to outlet not a thought
Your stomach’s full, your minds are in a stasis
Nothing left that can’t be sold or bought

Autopilot driven by anatomy
Typical cog in the machine
Booze gorge binge-drink before you swallow
Digesting everything along you follow

You point and say wow
I really need that now
Smoke until you choke and buy until you’re broke and tell your final joke

Remote control
It’s out of reach
In a bowl
Of salsa bleach
Make an effort
You can do it
Tune out
There’s nothing to it

Welcome to a place beyond greedy
You’re getting juiced up you’re turning sleazy
You take another drag you get wheezy
Clichéd plot and every line is cheesy

Nodding like dogs in a car window
Roll up your sleeves for some more
Hypnotic light you keep your mind slow
You phone in the script and life’s a bore

Autopilot driven by anatomy
Typical cog in the machine
Booze gorge binge-drink before you swallow
Digesting everything along you follow

Hypnotic light you keep your mind slow
Synthesized and wrapped up to go
Hypnotic light to keep your mind slow
You’re synthesized and wrapped up to go

Obey! Obey! Obey! OBEY!

Ha ha!

Le Duc Blanc     

En route vers le 7ieme ciel, a la 7ieme heure
Un chemin de croix ou nous chantons tous en coeur
Ave Maria Ave Cesar, morituri te salutant
Perdus dans l’ame par les paroles de Kant
Socrates Chez Dutrou, les pedophiles anonymes
Quasimodo, dansant le lac des cygnes
Le Roi Soliel, Le Roi Lion, Chez Disney La Fellation
C’est comme se dire bonjour, un geste vide sans fond
Fascistes, machistes, phallocrates nous sommes

CHORUS
I’ll brave you, I’ll save you
I’ll find a way to fucking heal
I’ll grind you, I’ll remind you
I’ll turn you into a happy meal
Why can’t you find your peace of mind
It’s just a piece of you, hidden on the inside

CHORUS

Victimes passives d’une moncratie patriarcale
Aveuglés comme des taupes par une science soi-disant impartiale
La division arbitraire de il et elle
Combien de bain de sang avant qu’on ne verse une larme?
Combien de paroles rationelles avant qu’on se mete aux armes?
Temps de se coucher les mecs, notre heure est finie
10000 ans au pouvoir sans dec, a nos pieds une planete violée
Fascistes, machistes, phallocrates nous sommes
Destines a soufrir de notre savoir
Nous les hommes.

CHORUS

In Your Eyes

In your room
Lit by the moon
With sweat from all pores
And you’re down on all fours
You look up at my face
Your smile full of grace
And you’re begging for it
Your lips glisten like stars
And red as your heart
That’s burning for me
You eat me
So eagerly
The pleasure is ours
As I cum in your eyes

Show me yours I’ll show you mine
Don’t worry we’ll have a good time

Show me yours I’ll show you mine
Let’s 69 and I’ll blow your mind and I’ll make you mine and I’ll teabag you and you’ll snowball me and you’ll snowball me and I’ll swallow it down yes I’ll swallow it down

Cum on me I’ll cum on you
Don’t worry I’ll cum on your face
Cum on me I’ll cum all over you

In the night
By candlelight
I’m eager to please
You’ve got me down on my knees
You push
Down to your bush
My lips are so sore
And there’s a cramp in my jaw
With glee
On my face you sit
And smother me
But I’m begging for clit
I eat you
I could go on for hours
The pleasure is ours
As you cum on my face.!

Feed me.

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