Pick apart the faces that we wear,
Who are you today?
Try to be the way you said I should,
Who are you to say, who am I to fade away?
It goes down bitter like milk of the lemon
I got both my eyes on heaven and I’m ready to go
It’s a cruel, cruel world and I’m hoping there’s pleasure
To be had
somewhere below
Somewhere below
Sometimes I can hear my devil sing
Haunting melodies, sometimes they comfort me
I want to be enchanted by the glorious cacophony
Be what I am
Just want to be
Some kind of free
It goes down bitter like milk of the lemon
I got both my eyes on heaven and I’m ready to go
It’s a cruel, cruel world and I’m hoping there’s pleasure
To be had
somewhere below
It’s a cruel, cruel world and I’m hoping there’s pleasure
To be had
Somewhere below
Somewhere below
You said you’d love me for a photograph of sound
And I ate it up
Right off the ground
It goes down bitter like milk of the lemon
I got both my eyes on heaven and I’m ready to go
It’s a cruel, cruel world and I’m hoping there’s pleasure
To be had
somewhere below
Sometimes it goes down bitter like milk of the lemon
I got both my eyes on heaven and I’m raring to go
It’s a cruel, cruel world and I’m hoping there’s pleasure
To be had
Somewhere below
I’m a bad, bad man and I’m
Going somewhere I can be well
And all of them
Can go to hell
The industrial rock heavyweights return with their first album in over 20 years, produced by John Fryer (Nine Inch Nails, Cocteau Twins). Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2022