eternalpain75

Ministry...Al Jourgensen is a poet

What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide
We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes
We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned
Those aren't tears,
They're just bad bad blood

Just bad bad blood!

What lies?
No big surprise
We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us
Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much
We're in denial with bad blood

Do you remember the strain?
Do you remember the pain?
Do you remember who caused all the blame?

Bad blood!

Do you remember me?
Do you remember us?
Do you surrender your dreams or your trust?

Bad blood!

What lies?
He's finally come alive
Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time
A steady stream of madness
Conscious to a flood
The clock is ticking for bad blood



Don't wanna hear your voice
Don't really know if i have a choice
Don't wanna be the one that makes you forget

You're choking on the grain
You're choking again

Don't think we ever met
Don't think you offered up a godgiven name
Who did the talking, man, the whip on the chain
You've got pleasure from the seconds of pain
But then they get you with the burden of shame
The true measure is the one that remains

Don't wanna .. don't wanna ..
Don't wanna be your pain
Don't wanna be your pain baby
Don't wanna be your pain
Don't wanna be your pain baby
Don't wanna be your pain

Won't let you kill me just yet
Don't even care if there's a price on my head
Don't wanna wind up in a bloody red pane
Don't wanna be your ..
Don't wanna be your chain
Don't wanna be your chain baby
Don't wanna be your chain

I said, i don't ...don't... i don't wanna be your chain