Marilyn Manson - 2000 - Holy Wood - 08 - Cruci-Fiction in Space
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Cruci-Fiction In Space
This is evolution:
The monkey, the man, and then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only son
This is your creation
The atom of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a Baptist
We drink wine from the head
I am a revolution
Pull my knuckles down if I could
I am a revelation
and I'm nailed to the Holy Wood
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled,
Because of things we did yesterday
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
They crucify us in our space
Инсценированное распятие в пространстве
(неологизм Cruci-Fiction созвучен Crucifixion-распятие)
Это эволюция:
Обезьяна, человек, затем - оружие...
Если Христос был в Техасе...
Молот, серп, только потомок....
Это - твое творение!
Атом из Эдема - был бомбой.
Если бы Иаков был баптистом,
Мы бы пили вино из головы...
Я - революция!
Я разорвал бы свои суставы, если б смог!
Я - откровение!
И я приколочен к святому дереву!
Мы мертвы и наше завтра перечеркнуто
За то, что делали вчера.
Мы мертвы и завтра перечеркнуто
Они распяли нас в нашем пространстве...
This is evolution:
The monkey, the man, and then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only son
This is your creation
The atom of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a Baptist
We drink wine from the head
I am a revolution
Pull my knuckles down if I could
I am a revelation
and I'm nailed to the Holy Wood
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled,
Because of things we did yesterday
We are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
They crucify us in our space
Инсценированное распятие в пространстве
(неологизм Cruci-Fiction созвучен Crucifixion-распятие)
Это эволюция:
Обезьяна, человек, затем - оружие...
Если Христос был в Техасе...
Молот, серп, только потомок....
Это - твое творение!
Атом из Эдема - был бомбой.
Если бы Иаков был баптистом,
Мы бы пили вино из головы...
Я - революция!
Я разорвал бы свои суставы, если б смог!
Я - откровение!
И я приколочен к святому дереву!
Мы мертвы и наше завтра перечеркнуто
За то, что делали вчера.
Мы мертвы и завтра перечеркнуто
Они распяли нас в нашем пространстве...
Cruci-Fiction in Space
This is evolution:
The Monkey, The Man, and the Gun
IF Christ Was in Texas
The Hammer, The Sickle, The only Son
This is your Creation
The atom of Eden Was a Bomb
IF Jack Was a Baptist
We Drink Wine from the Head
I am a Revolution
Pull My Knuckles Down IF I COULD
I am a Revelation
and i'm nailed to the Holy Wood
We are Dead and Tomorrow's Cancelled,
Because of Things We DID YESTERDAY
We are Dead and Tomorrow's Cancelled
They Crucify Us in Our Space
Staged crucifixion in space
(Neologism Cruci-Fiction Crucifixion-distribution is tangled)
This is evolution:
Monkey, man, then - weapons ...
If Christ was in Texas ...
Hammer, sickle, only a descendant ...
This is your creation!
The atom from Edem - was a bomb.
If Jacob was a Baptist,
We would drink wine from the head ...
I am a revolution!
I would tear my joints if I could!
I am a revelation!
And I am pinned to the holy tree!
We are dead and ours is crossed out tomorrow
For what they did yesterday.
We are dead and crossed out tomorrow
They crucified us in our space ...
This is evolution:
The Monkey, The Man, and the Gun
IF Christ Was in Texas
The Hammer, The Sickle, The only Son
This is your Creation
The atom of Eden Was a Bomb
IF Jack Was a Baptist
We Drink Wine from the Head
I am a Revolution
Pull My Knuckles Down IF I COULD
I am a Revelation
and i'm nailed to the Holy Wood
We are Dead and Tomorrow's Cancelled,
Because of Things We DID YESTERDAY
We are Dead and Tomorrow's Cancelled
They Crucify Us in Our Space
Staged crucifixion in space
(Neologism Cruci-Fiction Crucifixion-distribution is tangled)
This is evolution:
Monkey, man, then - weapons ...
If Christ was in Texas ...
Hammer, sickle, only a descendant ...
This is your creation!
The atom from Edem - was a bomb.
If Jacob was a Baptist,
We would drink wine from the head ...
I am a revolution!
I would tear my joints if I could!
I am a revelation!
And I am pinned to the holy tree!
We are dead and ours is crossed out tomorrow
For what they did yesterday.
We are dead and crossed out tomorrow
They crucified us in our space ...
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