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Cult Of Static - Static-X

album  : Cult Of Static
groupe : Static-X
sortie   : 2009

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Lunatic

Motion range arpeggiate
The decimator bend rage
Oscillate assimilate
The agitator depth cage
Modulate the head space
Parallel the universe
Transpose this face
Compress all

Trip myself up
I stand alone
Take myself out
I cut the throat
Trip myself up
Shuffle it slow
Take myself out
Time to reload

Shift the pitch up
Phase the noise out
Scan the record
Throw the bitch out

Z28

Terminal head hard under fire
Hard crunch gate over rate
Anything goes
Trip hop chill out overtake under rate
Take a couple pills
I got nothing more to lose

Put a fist through
Through the window
Take an eight bit
Over sample
I'm a speed freak
Devil angel
Try to hold on
When I slam it to the floor

Beat down
Fire it up
Burned out Z28
Iron clad big block
Old carburetor
Try to keep it on a straight line
Burn those slicks
Brawler crawler
Keep it on the red line
Take another shot
I got nothing to lose

Put a fist through
Through the window
Take an eight ball
Oversample
Aspiration
Rehabilitation
Try to hold on
When I slam it to the floor

Terminal

Spinning and whirling
Descending unending
Light the halo
Watch the day glow
Spiral is viral
I'm seeing believing
Dig the feedback
Take another crack at it

Harder and harder
The hollow deceiver
Hit the noise blox
Smash the ice box
Louder and louder
Forgetting the setting
Kill the digital
Beat the terminal

Go
Take it slow
Let it go
Get down hard
It's terminal

Sensing commencing
The final dismantle
Your confusion
My illusion
Terminal heading
Advance to the hideout
Put the light out
Throw me down, throw me down

Hypure

Extra long for gliding and sliding
Skin compatibility
Long lasting
Pure original formula
Personal
Never dries out your skin
Ready put it in
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Never gets sticky
See directions for use
Original body conditioning
Party
Twist that cap off
Put it to use

Hypure
Super concentrated
Faster
Never terminate it

Spread it all around
To enhance your pleasure
It only takes a few drops
And it never stops
Pure original formula
Personal
Never dries out your skin
Ready put it in
Take me
Take it how you want
I'm ready for you
Original body conditioning
Party
Let's get it started and
Put it to use

Hypure
Super concentrated
Faster
Never terminate it
Penetrate it
Harder, faster
Spread it around
Twisting positioning
Push it in further
Never ever
Suspect synthetic
Glistening under the glow
Make me hyper

Tera-Fied

Terminate
Tera-Fied
Smash it up
Draw the line
Fuck it up
Rev it up
Modulate it
Penetrate it
You and me
Me and you
Everything
See it through
Take it all the way
You make it motherfucking hard

Put it in the slot
Breathe it all in
Take another hit
Show me what you've got
Rhythm in the head
Hold the fucker in
Never got enough
Never got enough
Loving you to death
I put the trigger on hold

Tera-Fied
Getting me higher
Put it inside
Set it on fire

Stick it in
Do it right
Live to win
End the fight
Bleeding out
All around
Grab it as you come and shoot it
Far as you can make it go
Think of what it make you do
Take it all the way
Until you're harnessing the spark

Stingwray

Bulldozer crush
Cover the rush
Catatonic nonsense
Hammering down
Balance you found
Forever we're fucking
I love this machine
Elevate rising higher
It never stops
Still growing hot
Shadow of myself say

Rhythm
My way
Stingwray
Forcing
Moving
Motion
Sideways
Take me home

Pull over push
Forcing the rush
Keep on moving faster
Wearing me down
Breaking the sound
Finely tune the caster
Burning gasoline
Spark will set it on fire
Reaching the top
Still growing hot
Shadow of myself say

Rhythm (Breaking)
My way (Crushing)
Stingwray (Rising)
Forcing
Moving (Breaking)
Motion (Crushing)
Sideways (Rising)
Take me

It never stops
Still growing hot
Moving
It never stops
Bring me back to life
Stingwray
It never stops
Like it a lot
Moving
It never stops
Still growing
Rising higher
1, 2, 3, 4

You Am I

Train of thought is what you see
Beautiful screamer
Take a beating
Take it all
You take it deeper
Give me everything with your intensity
A demolition champion
It's all conditioned

You scream for me
Fill me up with everything
Get me high when I'm low
You am I
I am you
Worship me
I worship you
Our time is endless
Driven to the burning you
They cannot stop us now
Seeing is believing
I am bleeding for you
Drink it up
Take me in
We are one

Sense of thought
Thought of touch
Touch of you will
Tap my veins

Isolaytore

Kill myself nothing left
I feel this
Slowly I'm put to death
I've seen it all no regrets
Mental regress
Chemicals used in excess

Die old breathing cold
Cries heating broken lies
Kiss the world alive
Murder click
Let's begin

Overdrive let's go
Come alive let's go
Decimator
Isolaytore

Track the coming attack
Break your broken up back
Slow recirculation
Resilient
Take the time to do it
Take the time for tuning
Chew it up
Swallow it down
Will you unhinge me

Mend the physical bend
Try to smooth the grain out
Grind it 'til it's shallow
Take the sedatives
Make sense out of nothing
One of many talents
Sew it up
Put it to rest
To find a balance

Nocturnally

End
Burning lips
Keeping me
Forever counting the days
Nights
Hands untied
Screaming from beneath
The end

Nocturnally
Turning to the blackest
Internally
Rolling beneath it
No looking back
No one there to tame us
Our dying breed
Take me to the dark

Fire out
Still I see
What I have come for
The wait
Fight
Battle grounds
Keep me from the dark

Nocturnally
Turning to the blackest
Come back to me
Peel away the layers
So I can see
Turn the wheel faster
So far away
I can feel you coming

Skinned

Skinned from within
I'm infected
Toxic locked in
Rejected spreading thin
Turn it all around
Diffusing scene
Re-arranging
Stronger than all
As my fortune sets in

Twenty-five pounds that were weighing me down
Pounds of restlessness
Had to kill the innocents
The body eats itself from the inside out
Losing my voice
Was it worth the fucking price

Stretched to the limit
Peeling ignite
Taking me slowly
It's close and tight
Stretched to the limit
Peeling ignite
Taking me slowly
I'm skinned alive

Grind 2 Halt

Pitch slap deep space techno echo
Gate and filter the thoughts
Short break electric scramble
Take what you thought was yours
Tribal bible punching metal
Black fills up every knot
Scratch up synthetic substance
Break up the fall

Grind 2 halt
Slam it shut
Never stop
Make the cut

Carve confusion bright illusion
Drive to burn up the road
Visions begin to glow
It starts to heavy the load
Still I'm liable twist in my side
Black fills up every knot
Scratch up synthetic substance
Break up the fall

W.F.O.

Heavy solid metal
Shift it into go mode
Hit the skinny pedal
Make a violation

Gasoline (Check)
Ignition (Check)
Compression (Check)
Cranking (Check)
Sensation (Check)
Relation (Check)
Connection (Check)
Burn the tires up

God damn it
I don't believe
At all
Just slam it
(And drive like I stole it)
Wide fucking
Open the throttle
Just hold on
And I don't care

Open four barrels
Push it to the red line
Dying for a reason
Harnessing the screeching

Gasoline (Check)
Ignition (Check)
Compression (Check)
Cranking (Check)
Sensation (Check)
Relation (Check)
Connection (Check)
Blow the fucker up

God damn it
I don't believe
At all
Just slam it
(Now the fucking pigs are after me)
Wide fucking
Open the throttle
Just hold on
And I don't care


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