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gutterrats

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “Life mapped out like – a – maze

“Life in hectic cryp – tic – haze

“I’m left to die in – a – daze

“Floating down those gut – ter – waves

“Like – rats – we – drown!”

CaRnI-mAn

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘He wore a whip and a coat with tails,

While the wicked clowns held boards with nails

I arose, naked and dirty, and screamed at them with weak authority

“He turned and gazed right at me,

And said, ‘Everything’s alright, sonny

It’s time to meet your fate,

At the hands of brutal hate’

Busy, Dirty, Noisy

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “Chaos is defined by the order it brings

“Pretty ones are best defined against the ug – ly

“And in truth is where the falsest lies lay

“Spread amongst the glitter and decay…”

Manifesto of Intent (in stream of consciouness)

The sounds of distress from a dying age…Here is where we begin our quest…Fuck buying tickets….you are already aboard the express train…

Again We Come To Hurt

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘start of the attack, to never take it back
what is this we cannot see, could it be…
…$atan?!…’

Abortion Tongue

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “…until the swollen egg begins to drown
in the bath of raw waste that will soon spill out
in that my child will sit as I suck every little bit…”

Roses Are Dead

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘Roses are red, bathed in a pool of blood
blood of a god, your gods above
a cross of red bled into its chest
hole in the head, bleeding out, dead…’

Plunge Into the Deep End

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; ‘Shadow my name, if there is one now
I’m eating my share of the emptiness
as the bright shard of light dimmed down…’

Method: Enslave

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “try to keep the –stran-gle-hold

“on my own –self-con-trol

“try to keep mind —from-insan-ity

“we all fall to sickness,

“…the-tra-ge-dy”

Poor, Little Clown

original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton

excerpt; “With a cleaver in one hand and a fork in the other
“He eats out his prey like he did his own mother
“You’ll never take him down
“No, you never will
as he rolls to your town”