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Apple of Sodom [You’ll never have me] I’ve found the center of fruit is late It is the center of truth today I cut the apple in two Oh, I pray it isn’t true × 2 [You’ve got something you can never eat] × 4 I’ve drained my heart I’ve burned my soul I’ve turned the core to stop my growth I pray to die in space To cover me in snow × 2 Cover me in snow × 2 I’m dying, I hope you’re dying too × 8 Take this from me Hate me, hate me × 2 One, two, three [He is the speed bump mannequin] One, two, three [He can’t move, just stands still] × 2 I’ve got something you can never eat × 4 [You’ve got something you can never eat] × 10

Содомское яблоко [Я никогда тебе не дамся.] Я обнаружил, что сердцевина плода прогнила, И в этом сегодня средоточие правды. Я разрезал яблоко пополам. О, молю, чтобы это не было правдой. × 2 [У тебя в руках то, что ты никогда не сможешь съесть.] × 4 Я опустошил свое сердце И испепелил душу. Я повернул сердцевину, чтобы больше не расти. Молю о смерти в космосе, Чтобы меня засыпало снегом. × 2 Засыпьте меня снегом. × 2 Я умираю, надеюсь, ты тоже. × 8 Прими это от меня. Ненавидь меня, ненавидь меня. × 2 Раз, два, три. [Он манекен асфальтового гребня.] Раз, два, три. [Не может двигаться, просто застыл.] × 2 У меня в руках то, что ты никогда не сможешь съесть. × 4 [У тебя в руках то, что ты никогда не сможешь съесть.] × 10

10. Ты, я да дьявол составляем троицу Я как будто вкатываю камень На гору в Аиде. Если ты захочешь прилечь со мной, То станешь лгуньей. Приправленный преисподней, я отравляю настроение. Должно быть, ты то, что я ненавижу. Я всего лишь темница имущества, Ведра, полные лучшего страдания. Нет слов для описания того, что я хочу с тобой сделать. Ты, я да дьявол составляем троицу, Ты и я. × 2 Прелестное убийство, счастливое изнасилование. Убийственно. × 2 Береги лицо. Моя сперма холодна, как лед. Букет ножей, убийственно. × 2 Ты, я да дьявол составляем троицу, Ты и я. × 2 1-2-3. × 4 Если ты ляжешь в постель, кто-то влюбится. Ты, я да дьявол составляем троицу. Ты, я да дьявол составляем троицу, Ты и я. × n Нет слов для описания того, что я хочу с тобой сделать. × n Если ты ляжешь в постель, кто-то влюбится. Ты и я да дьявол составляем троицу.

Long Hard Road Out of Hell I want to fly into your sun Need fear to make me numb Live like a teenage Christ I’m a saint, got a date with suicide Oh Mary, Mary To be this young is oh so scary Mary, Mary To be this young I’m oh so scared I wanna live, I wanna love But it’s a long hard road out of hell × 2 You never said forever could ever hurt like this × 2 Spin my way out of hell There’s nothing left this soul to sell I live fast and I die fast too How many times to do this for you? × 2 Mary, Mary To be this young I’m oh so scared I wanna live, I wanna love But it’s a long hard road out of hell ×2 You never said forever could ever hurt like this × 2 I wanna live, I wanna love But it’s a long hard road out of hell × 2 Long hard road out of hell I wanna live, I wanna love But it’s a long hard road out of hell Sell my soul for anything, anything but you × 2

Долгий трудный путь из ада Я хочу влететь в твое солнце Меня поражает только страх Живу, как подросток Христос Я святой, и у меня свидание с самоубийством О Мэри, Мэри Быть таким молодым так страшно Мэри, Мэри Я так боюсь быть таким молодым Я хочу жить, я хочу любить Но это долгий трудный путь из ада × 2 Ты никогда не говорила, что вечность может причинять такую боль × 2 Продли мой путь из ада Остается только продать эту душу Я живу быстро и умираю тоже Сколько еще раз сделать это для тебя? × 2 Мэри, Мэри Я так боюсь быть таким молодым Я хочу жить, я хочу любить Но это долгий трудный путь из ада × 2 Ты никогда не говорила, что вечность может причинять такую боль × 2 Я хочу жить, я хочу любить Но это долгий трудный путь из ада × 2 Долгий трудный путь из ада Я хочу жить, я хочу любить Но это долгий трудный путь из ада Продам свою душу за что угодно, кроме тебя × 2

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Текст: Мэрилин Мэнсон.
Музыка: Твигги Рамирез.

Песня является неким соединительным мостиком между Antichrist Superstar и Mechanical Animals

Позднее аналогичное название, только с определенным артиклем (The Long Hard Road Out of Hell), получила автобиография Мэнсона.

Down in the Park Down in the park Where the Machmen meet the machines play `kill-by-numbers' Down in the park with a friend called `five' I was in a car crash Or was it the war But I've never been quite the same Little white lies like "I was there" Come to "zom-zom's" a place to eat Like it was built in one day You can watch the humans Trying to run Oh look there's a rape machine I'd go outside if he'd look the other way You wouldn't believe The things they do "We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you" Down to the park Where the chant is "death, death until the sun cries morning" Down in the park with friends of mine "We are not lovers We are not romantics We are here to serve you" A different face but the words never change   Gary Numan Cover

The Suck For Your Solution Your mouth is like a suicide Talking like you'd never die. Automatic charisma For your chemical mind. I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you. You're kissing me like benzocaine With your sleeping pill eyes. Melting me down And suck suck sucking my brain. I'm gonna hate you tomorrow Because you make me hate you today (x2) I can be the one that you believe in I can be the liar in your bed I'll be the suck for your solution Tell me that your sex is dead. Dead. Your sex is dead. I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you since the day I was made. (x2) I'm the center of your hate I'm gonna beat you tomorrow Because you make me hate you today. And I can be the one that you believe in And I can be the liar in your bed I'll be the suck for your solution Tell me that your sex isnt dead. Dead. Your sex is dead. Oh so tired, desexed and jaded Hopeless and souless and bored of the thrill We’ll make a death sex symbol When we can’t fuck then we kill I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you. I've suffered for you since the day I was made.

Revela Interview withpogo in Gaston Gazette Dec. 4, `95 D.S.: How much stuff on Revelation #9 is backwards? Pogo: Well, there are 13 exact tracks on Revelation #9, itconsists of 13 tracks in which at least 6 are reversed. D.S.: When we played it backwards, we heard things like "Welcometo the other side" Pogo: Oh yeah, there is all kinds of fan stuff on there, it`splayable in any direction. It is equally playable in anydirection. It has an equal number of tracks in each direction. (Here goes only Manson’s Voice in this track) (Forward-Left, Reverse-Right): Are you listening? Are you listening to me? Are you listening to me? We are our own wicked gods With little "g`s" and big dicks Constantly inflicting a slow demise Sadistic stick it to my ribs I`ll spread me open We try to die. Are all your infants in abortion cribs We run like roaches We try to die. I know your poison in our space we`ll...lie To an obscene god we will dance and spit you hear boy? Don`t tell your momma that I brought you here You`re on the other side now There ain`t no going back now Don`t tell your momma that I brought you here boy! `Cause there ain`t no going back Don`t tell your momma that I brought you here `Cause there ain`t no going back now Don`t tell your momma that I brought you I`ll spread me open. stick me to my ribs Are all your infants in abortion cribs? We run like roaches We try to die. I know your poison in our space we`ll lie Don`t tell your momma that i brought you here `Cause there ain`t no going back now Don`t tell your momma Don`t you tell your mamma! Don`t you tell your mamma! (x3) Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world Until on one day they ain`t precious and innocent any more Jesus loves the little children of the world (x2) All the Christian soldiers marching in the cold... Wear the cross of Jesus while marching on and on... Don`t you tell your mamma that I came here and I put this in you! Don`t you tell your mamma! Don`t you tell your mamma! Don`t you! Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the worldUntil on one day they ain`t precious and innocent any more (x2)

tion #9 Jesus loves the little children of the world There`s no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going There`s no knowing where we`re going or which way the wind isblowing Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing? Not a speck of light is showing so the danger must be growing Hey Jew, let me thank you for wasting our time! Fuck your time!Asshole! Fuck your shit, you fucking... Shit! Fucking ho! Fucking ho! Comeon, rape her! Get her! Manson has probably killed the pigs without the gang! Where the fuck`s the sausage? x2 Every mother... Hallelujah, motherfucker! Hallelujah! Goddamn millionaire! Goddamn millionaire! Son of a bitch! Don`t you tell your mamma I brought you here! Don`t you tell your mamma! Don`t you tell! Don`t you tell your mamma I brought you here! If you call 407-997-9437... x2 Don`t you tell your mamma I brought you here! You`re on the other side now! You`re on the other side now! Don`t you tell your mamma that you were here! You`re on the other side now! You`re on the other side now! Don`t you tell your mamma I brought you here! You`re on the other side now! There ain`t no going back once you`ve been here, brothers andsisters! There ain`t no going back! You`re on the other side now! You`re on the other side now! There ain`t no going back! Don`t you tell your mamma you was here! You`re on the other side now! Don`t you tell your mamma you was here, you hear me?!

Astonishing Panorama of the Endtimes The boy's got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like the number one son And he's been waiting so long To get it on. The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge Wants to break out from his jesus cage He's already torn out the last page It's the "latest rage" Violence for the people They always eat the hand that bleeds Violence for the people Give the kids what they need Kill your god, kill your god Kill your tv The boy's purified by the quitter gods Burning up his cross like a revelation And his glass jaw opens Like a puppet head This is what you should fear You are what you should fear

A Rose and a Baby Ruth   We had a quarrel A teenage quarrel Now I'm as blue as I know how to be I can't call you on the phone I can't even see you at your home So I'm sending you this present Just to prove that I'm telling the truth Dear, I believe you won't laugh when you receive This rose and a Baby Ruth Doo, doo, doo, doo I could have sent you an orchid of some kind But that's all I had in my jeans at the time But when we grow up Some day I'll show up Just to prove I was telling the truth I'll kiss you too then I'll hand to you This rose and a Baby Ruth Doo, doo, doo, doo

Get My Rocks Off Get My Rocks Off Some men need some killer weed, some men need cocaine Some men need some cactus juice, to purify the brain Some men need two women, some need alcohol Everybody needs a little something, but lord I need it all To get my rocks off, rocks off x2 Get my rocks off the mountain And roll 'em on down I may do you one time, and I may do you more I may turn you into something, that you ain't ready for I might want your body, and I might want your bread I might want your momma to come visit me instead To get my rocks off, rocks off x3 Get my rocks off the mountain And roll 'em on down Sometimes I dream of chicks, to bring me ever lasting joys Sometimes I dream of animals, sometimes I dream of boys Sometimes I kill the living, sometimes I raise the dead Sometimes I say just fuck it all, and crawl back into bed To get my rocks off, rocks off x3 Get my rocks off the mountain And roll 'em on down

Suicide Is Painless Through early morning fog I see The visions of the things to be The pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see That suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it if I please The game of life is hard to play I’m gonna lose it anyway The losing card I’ll someday lay So this is all I have to say That suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it if I please The sword of time will pierce our skin It doesn’t hurt when it begins But as it works its way on in The pain grows stronger… watch it grin That suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it if I please A brave man once requested me To answer questions that are key Is it to be or not to be And I replied “oh why ask me?” That suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it if I please And you can do the same thing if you please   Cover на Johnny Mandell and Mike Oldman

Highway to Hell Livin’ easy, lovin’ free, season ticket on a one-way ride Askin’ nothing, leave me be, taking everything in my stride Don’t need reason, don’t need rhyme Ain’t nothing I would rather do Goin’ down, party time, my friends are gonna be there too I’m on the highway to hell Highway to hell × 3 No stop signs, speeding limit, nobody’s gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it, nobody’s gonna mess me around Hey Satan, payin’ my dues, I’m playin’ in a rockin’ band Hey Momma, look at me, I’m on my way to the promised land I’m on the highway to hell Highway to hell × 3 I’m on the highway to hell Highway to hell × n

Golden Years Golden years, gold whop whop whop x3 Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Look at that sky, life's begun Nights are warm and the days are young Come get up my baby There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel Come get up my baby In walked luck and you looked in time Never look back, walk tall, act fine Come get up my baby I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Some of these days, and it won't be long Gonna drive back down where you once belonged In the back of a dream car twenty foot long Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart Doing all right, but you gotta get smart Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord I believe all the way Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel Come get up my baby Run for the shadows, run for the shadows Run for the shadows in these golden years I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold Golden years, gold whop whop whop [10x]

Five to One Five to one baby one in five No one here gets out alive now You get yours baby I'll get mine Gonna make it baby if we try Come on, yeah! The old get older and the young get stronger May take a week and it may take longer They got the guns but we got the numbers Gonna win yeah we're taking over Come on, yeah Your ballroom days are over, baby Night is drawing near Shadows of the evening crawl across the years You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands Trying to tell me no one fucking understands Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes Gonna make it baby in our prime Get together one more time... I wanna fuck you, mother [3x] FUCK YOUUUU! Get together one more time... Fuck you...mother   doors cover

Surrender Mother told me, yes, she told me I'd meet girls like you She also told me, "Stay away, you'll never know what you'll catch." Just the other day I heard a soldier falling off some Indonesian junk that's going round Mommy's alright, Daddy's alright, they just seem a little weird Surrender, surrender, but don't give yourself away, ay, ay, ay Father says, "Your mother's right, she's really up on things." "Before we married, Mommy served in the WACS in the Philippines." Now, I had heard the WACS recruited old maids for the war But mommy isn't one of those, I've known her all these years... (chorus) Whatever happened to all this season's losers of the year? Ev'ry time I got to thinking, where'd they disappear? When I woke up, Mom and Dad are rolling on the couch Rolling numbers, rock and rolling, got my Kiss records out ... (chorus) cheap trick cover

Working Class Hero As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me x2 (John Lennon cover)

Diamonds and Pollen America bled to death Electric & pregnant Brilliant sluts & fire worship Devouring the righteous We were just monkeys braiding thread We were golden needles Diamonds and pollen And Coma White A manniqueen of depression The face of a Dead Star Fagged out for the corner She was so soft in the bed And the pomegranet earth spins into oblivion The one that trembles The one that fears The one that suffers The one that vomits The one that needs The one that trembles The one that fears The one that suffers The one that vomits The one that needs A million scars, a million promises [8x] And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens And they're waiting to grow & to die like flowers do [3x]

Redeemer The hunger inside, given to me, makes me what I am. Always it is calling me, for the blood of man. They say I cannot be this, I am jaded, hiding from the day. I can't bear, I cannot tame the hunger in me. Oh, I say I did it. Always searching, You can't fuck with fate. So instead you'll taste my PAIN!!! The hunger inside, given to me Makes me feel alive. Always out, stalking prey, in the dark I hide. Feeling, falling, hating, feel like I am fading, Hating LIFE!!!.... (chorus) You say your life I'm taking, always bothering me. I can't take this anymore, I'm failing, always smothering me! You look down on me, ain't what you see. Take this gift from me, you will soon become ME!!! Nothing seems exciting, Always the same hiding, hiding. It's haunting me. It's haunting me. It's haunting me. It's haunting me. It's haunting me   Soundtrack to “the Queen of the Damned”

Sick City Restless people from the sick city Burned their houses down To make the sky look pretty What can I do, I’m just a person This is the line that we always seem to hear You just sit And things get worse Watch TV and drink your beer Walkin’ all alone Not goin’ anywhere Walkin’ all alone Nobody seems to care Restless as the wind This town is killin’ me Got to put an end To this restless misery And I’m just one of those restless people I can never seem to be Satisfied with livin’ In the sick old, sick old, sick sick sick city Might be too late for me to say goodbye Might be too late to watch the sick old city die Goin’ on the road Yeah I’m gonna try to say Sick city so long, farewell, goodbye and die   Charles Manson Cover

Tainted Love Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere And I've lost my light For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Oh...tainted love Tainted love Now I know I've got to Run away I've got to Get away You don't really want any more from me To make things right You need someone to hold you tight And you think love is to pray But I'm sorry I don't pray that way.... (chorus) Don't touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you though you hurt me so Now I'm going to pack my things and go Tainted love, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love .... (chorus)

Personal Jesus Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer Take second best Put me to the test Things on your chest that we need to confess I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who cares Your own personal Jesus Someone to hear your prayers Someone who's there Feeling unknown And you're all alone Flesh and bone By telephone Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer I will deliver You know I'm a forgiver Reach out and touch faith x3   Depeche Mode Cover

This is Halloween Boys and girls of every age Wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red I am the one hiding under yours stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting no to pounce, and how you'll... Scream! This is Halloween Red 'n' black, slimy green Aren't you scared? Well, that's just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night Everybody scream, everybody scream In our town of Halloween! I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moon at night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Tender lumplings everywhere Life's no fun without a good scare That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween In this town Don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprice Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everyone scream Wont' ya please make way for a very special guy Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween! [Repeat]

The KKK took my baby away The KKK took my baby away They took her away, away from me The KKK took my baby away They took her away, away from me She went away for the holidays Said she's going to LA She never got there She never got there She never got there, they say (x2) The KKK took my baby away They took her away, away from me (x2) I don't know where my baby can be They took her from me they took her from me I don't know where my baby can be They took her from me they took her from me Bring me up the president Find out where my baby lives Bring me up the FBI Find out if my baby's alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh... (first verse x2, chorus x2)

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