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Skinny Puppy
Skinny Puppy


Background information
Origin Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
Genre(s) Dark Ambient
Industrial Rock
Electronica
Electro-industrial
Post-Industrial
Years active 1982—1995
Label(s) American Recordings
Nettwerk Records
Play It Again Sam
SPV GmbH
Associated acts Ministry
Front Line Assembly
Cyberaktif
ohGr
Download
Doubting Thomas
Plateau
The Tear Garden
Hilt
Website Website
Members
cEvin Key
Nivek Ogre
Mark Walk
Justin Bennett
Former members
Dwayne Goettel
Dave "Rave" Ogilvie
Wilhelm Schroeder
William Morrison



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Skinny Puppy Album


Cleanse Fold & Manipulate (1987)
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Deep Down Trauma Hounds
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Epilogue
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those fortunate risk fate to alleviate a fear from within clawing to trust someone
monogamy sits uneasily ice that don't heat freeze howl hollow howl in vast space all
light displaced we can kill desire albatross worn subvert to twist and old poem not
enough to be hooked on artful rhetoric lessening the grip letting it all slip futures
tick tick tick tick tick altruistically we've come a long way man and woman raping from
the earth worming what it's worth right wing ricochet displays the evolution of decay
just go away infant hospital winged protection infected the new born dreams a life that
cannot be intuitive grease paint drooling to relate all of lifes mistakes hitting in the
face orchard putrid smile head of state state headless states of being as right up
against what's wrong the disease believes to push away normality alone with virtue
what's there left to do a virus threads poetry written time dogmatically lifes plague
the first aid acquired deficiency spreading it aimlessly have heart crash course
caustic dripping gins the reaper body count intensify getting weaker moisten the soul
away clouded and vague throw free love to history masters of nothing living's now a
precious aim precious game

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Desperate deranged talking in my sleep again
Eyes twitch retain a sentimental something
Looked lorn and we burned and burned
I was a cinder body soul in my dreams

Breakdown amidst the mixtures
Avoid addictive plea
Responding disillusion
Encrusted cruelty
Describe why nails enclose me
Eating so evenly
There exists a lot of reasons
To support fatality

Abstinence possessed hardly what you think it is
Hearts beat positive provided there's progress
Ignorance does insist of the right coffin
Took some food offered me can't see myself
Drank the wine wished the feverish burst of terror

Breakdown amidst the mixtures
Avoid addictive plea
Insist that nothing happened
Chilled bloodless fatigue
Recharge with bitterness
Fanatics beckoning
Mistook a look impassioned
Absorbed with clarity

Consciousness drifts away
Discarded memory
Packaged shelf life bad display

Breakdown amidst the mixtures
Avoid addictive plea
Excessive near romances
Comfort is treachery
So pound the nails in tight
Eyes screaming out of sight
Against a grain like curtain
Unbearably alive

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magnified fear stares back the mirror reflect depravity the shadow cast a feeling of ill
harmony so crisp the famines itch a withering shoreline tears of grey interspersed with
withered fruit her gloomy banquet of cheer heaven what a sweet pain douse the ecstasy
the imagination drained away perpetual reverie abruptly fade heavens soothing some say
tremulous hand jabs from behind sticks in the back for all to see organs spilled leak of
will void of secrecy genuine tears delights the taste pain salts the bitter brew rich in
guilt to absorb the filth she worships a point of view scarce the thousand remnants
black charred flesh a victim screaming through heaven or hell what's the difference one
to believe in one to live in careful balancing what's hell to heavens only flame

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cut tear taking life too serious recreates a void not unlike walking infinitely blind
through rooms strewn with razor blades I see what you mean what you say duck the issue
and treat as humor gorging forcing pointless impediments strangling deform more than
known know to never be ciao

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along the cracked in floors dripping on the floor there sits a doctor murder samurai hit
numbers calling gave up all old eye shy nose on the wall a cracking membrane turn the
message those eyes warn and pull out the young eye why arms creak wishing higher caught
the point whore introvert maybe she'll have a chance one day but the world watches with
heart rid her arms out rip her arms out rip out

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(not much need) distraught wake up in sweat something is very different no water hot or
cold walk out in the street greet the morning gun battles needless no need to understand
in a foreign land with gun in hand killing is respected a way of showing faith in a
country's need to exercise death penalities where were you now in the chair to burn
twenty years ago killing red in nam who is worse when war is far away not much for
sympathy a number count of casualties return so burned with nothing left to learn murder
now invigorates the unwashed bloody hands kill again let the family burn do little to
comfort anguishing no decision could ever warrant this war is just a childrens game no
pretending dead why? dear god whom we project its useless killing children to satisfy
the arms budgets who walks right or left a child won't give a damn nations arise to
reason the conceptions threatened for economic steps is it time to shut down and lay to
rest the bomb that servant suicide object worshipped like a god be there now blown clear
the human race what use is there of figures the wrote wordless statistic names and
numbers now seem out of place a paper representating life blowing down the street kill
again

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live within four walls scrape insect infested dreams cancer cornered worn accepting
misery as a way of dealing within this complex fantasy which way or how to say is this
ordinary? terror force the rain boiling over lifeless flame fear pays a healthy wage
leaves its trail in well planned pain crave whisper fall ride corrodes neglected dream
scalding of organs slowly rotting in the time to understand a body degeneration
reluctant soul search within a dying civilation fill cracks with plaster hides all
unbalanced things a shade to pale of late features sunken in if all were to dissolve not
to interpret literally a mindless mat that minds itself void of expressing anything that
need be in order to believe then to substantiate by falling ungraciously at the
brother's feet used solely to defeat back around it gleams time again terror nerves on
edge no where safe to populate whose side to liberate genocide applied with subtlety
terror shadowed dream no chance ending callous reign fear not rise up to stay the beast
no moving frozen are the meek

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Deep Down Trauma Hounds

[No lyrics]

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anger thought so no thought touched inside crazy (disembodied gutteral noise need not
make sense)

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Epilogue

[No lyrics]

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