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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


The Process (1996)
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Cellar Heat
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Whose find reach my make it (naked) please me. do you still want to see them?


Turn in this face. ? ? ? this time of (off). could be so small. ? ? ? turn in this face could
Be so small. it's crawl again racing this.

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holding his hands dream the whole week radiance hissing rodent speak elective evil once
started shot struck home so it goes inches towards flattened back on all fours drawn and
racked doesn't mean a thing nature perverts itself so it goes so what the hell let it
grow regret so full of haste coming clear piss in blood no one should ever have to cut
assemble resembled played out wording disturbing quiet saying relaying a message raising
cain's revenge got a few no fucking whacked house of cards dealing smack crimson
scolding driving told im never holding one thing back credit full of nothing slither
here one thing back licking dogs no hook no song feeling high fantasize wonder why suck
them dry choppy waves take a dive crash enable disabled effect not carried no power in
quiet playing resaying never more never again distort the monomaniac delivering the blow
core rotten bone distort the monomaniac black mass held upon the radio doesn't mean a
thing be it what or ever could doesn't mean a thing sinister creation doesn't mean a
thing evocation of the dead moses forbidding it doesn't mean a thing worm like ticking
art worth shit we play upon the things we fear the smell is foul where does it fit screw
yourself go screw yourself no one should ever have to how do you sleep when its still
alive never to deep take a look inside

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Here falls now undone
looks beyond the credits sum
livid fractures less of fate
the whisper winds blow the seed of hate

disturbed society
dogs my turn with no values
intend to raise ability
I tried and tested pointless view
gods got security
hands like snakes
sow the seeds

raise all negative force-fed
traces poisons all impure
profane the haunted heaven
jeering leapt into the pit of calamity
a mean condition no wealth dents
provisions for a time unknown
thelemic gestures all planned and hatched
in seasons of dissolute pain

I cried afflicted and infected
oblige the systems perfect dream
distorted my words
assume all that is programmed
before me and somewhat
left unsaid behind shutters

dirt before desire
dusted crap ingested comes
stealing life that you are not visited
warped torpedo night crawls through
the distant and irrelevant
a good life's experiment fused

I'm laying violent hands upon
a dead card calling cattle
the playthings are so abused
the derelict dial phone clock pusher
delved in reliving the future too

I'm sticking pins and needles
in this stinging rotten flesh-like substitute
pieces of half cooked meat that are
walking on this earth
abort desire irrelevance ticks in front in view
a candle rhyme to realign
burnt out shadows on the wall seize the moment...
Reach!

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event width two path given pure force downs turns the screw crawl in back in term space
a time to intrude in term peace assuring a future silence noise forming sound like
silent noise silent voice screaming hints retaliation heinous plans in sides remain
taking downs taking aim filling curses two conditions back upon itself pass it off as
good intentions leaving marks hard to heal reassisted retrogression leaving tracks path
reveals sample act reflected clears noticed thought while leaving hears nuisance labels
paranoia so stupid how perceived that way silent claws shredding flaws hungers knawing
silent flaws forever laughter silence knows shaman stands retreating all is over
evermore smoke the curse your creation back upon yourself pushes distress closer to the
edge one time cracks lights the walls worry wasted hearing clouds up above the chatter
digging deep insider storms to find the inner patience erasing shadowed gifted ruin
haste retracing promised news leaving statement meant as nothing starving your words no
excuses silent truth asserts its proof like you abhor

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A lasting moment to hold onto
With regret the scent of time
Tried and tested I never noticed
The phantoms of her mind

Cresent moon I'm cutting through
Paste up warnings fill the sky
Smoking embers I remember
Time and time again to try

To live in light
To sink within her
I think of light
Time to blame to borrow from your past
Elapsed collapsing

She's not insane
She's gone insane

And if the root of silence pulls me off
And love is lost not from my heart
I sit upon this throne that throws me off

And she falls backwards to the floor
And forwards to the back
She says elapses all my truth again
She's the one I live for

I live alone...
She's the one I live for
I live alone...

Burns inside horilbly
She lifts me to
The spirit burns the darkest hours
My corrupt brain is hurting
Once again the door lies quiet
Left alone I'm thinking of her
Sitting the burning clock of time

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alternative - mass control
diversification and guilt

jealousy prejudice
the courage to be themselves... often hated

aims to make individual freedom
spiritual bounds mental shackles
to heal the wound of separation
to question the unquestioning of the mind

offers an alternative to mass control
the center of the information war

progressed
we have progressed

physically as far as we can go... next stage mental
the process is you

justification decentralized by conditioned guilt
fear responses
realize
for individuals who wish to acquire

sigil to the will
give the mind before which is a function of the self to react
and this focusing releases a tremendous energy

as the concourse lowers positive flow of energy

so be it
the process
so be it

body like mindedness
ageless souls
striving for individual matters
toward collective goals
a guiltless state of self awareness
the process is you
the process is yours

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good and evil does not exist (christ) fix the outcome overall playing into follow along
face the weak bland righteousness deliver them or kill them dead shorter now god and the
demise patience cries the burning cross confessions alter bugger faith moisten gland
insert and taste shorter now a god lies rich forced upon a sinners itch kept a box locked
in tight slaves reward reserved in spite drive across and burn incense this is the god
to save your soul water burns holy kill the faith inside of you watch the killing starts
after you accept the part to redirect your mind whisper the name all is not so black and
white

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worn out gone ocean calmly lowers bodies offering whims condition as night falls spills
disease mental sores mine exploding you fucking liar lines form short mans views
cassandra's curse prophets eyes sees the truth they perceive as lies this controls my
mind after supper o much fatter how to reconcile this matter lies disfigured one on top
no distinction soaking sing a screaming phrased in ill contempt not worth it this
controls my mind so whose resolve cant stop them now raving mad so very small kisses
dust storm wave good-bye have no need to scrape so high

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killer in the morning scent of rain come on fills the part put on me stranger ive been
shown less we love and know how were just morter filling holes the glass eyed creature
creaks the broken floors teller lazy sky tales find your rate and pace reinvent
uniqueness adjust the outer face planning pits diversions pusher rap downfall take the
crap sold as fact hallelujah clueless the ship shine cellar albatross burned down find a
way across strangle hold albatross around my neck is sinking psycho hymns too high the
fee one step back to sanity were all addicted anyway

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for reasons untold born a body mass no excuse for intolerable kick set in glass grasp a
moment shattered a lock on the door scraping demon trapped resides starving for freedom
all my strength to keep inside tear it down if i could move heaven or hell i would to
summon heads rush all perception void and meaningless anti fathoms life in spite of it
negate all feeling fractured mocked deplore naming reverse remote viewing empathic
lesion surrounding the guilt cannot deny tear it down a process to describe whatever
truth means nothing when adding no results times a shallow digging through the mud
thrown out so expectable intentions not up front and the shit that never faced reflects
the sliver looped a flaw rotates forever unresolved tear it down

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Cellar Heat

[No lyrics]

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