American Zombie (2007)

Actors

• Andrew Amondson (actor)
• Austin Basis (actor)
• David L. Delman (actor)
• John Durbin (actor)
• Finneus Egan (actor)
• Paul Eiding (actor)
• Yuri Elvin (actor)
• Hartley Engel (actor)
• Martin Garner (actor)
• Jesse D. Goins (actor)
• John Jarvis (actor)
• Gerry Katzman (actor)
• James M. Logan (actor)
• Raymond Ma (actor)
• Roger Ainslie (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Horror

Hauru no ugoku shiro (2004)

Actors

• Newell Alexander (actor)
• Christian Bale (actor)
• Mitch Carter (actor)
• David Cowgill (actor)
• Billy Crystal (actor)
• Moosie Drier (actor)
• Ike Eisenmann (actor)
• Crispin Freeman (actor)
• Will Friedle (actor)
• Tatsuya Gashûin (actor)
• Daijirô Harada (actor)
• Richard Steven Horvitz (actor)
• Josh Hutcherson (actor)
• Mitsunori Isaki (actor)
• Carlos Alazraqui (actor)

Genres

• Adventure
• Animation
• Family
• Fantasy

Quotes:

Howl: You're wearing that hat? After all the magic I used to make your dress pretty?

Howl: I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't torment my friend.

Howl: [Quietly amused] Calcifer? You're being so obedient.::Calcifer: Not on purpose! She bullied me!::Howl: Not just anybody can do that.::[Looks at Sophie]::Howl: And you are... who?::Old Sophie: Er, You can just call me Grandma Sophie. I'm your new cleaning lady. I just started work today.

Old Sophie: What a dump. When I think of castles, it's not what I picture.

Old Sophie: All right Calcifer, let's get cooking.::Calcifer: I don't cook! I'm a scary and powerful fire demon!

Howl: Calcifer, move the castle sixty miles west.::[walks away]::Howl: And while you're at it, make hot water for my bath.::Calcifer: Fine, like moving the castle isn't hard enough!

Howl: So, what do you have in your pocket, Sophie?::Old Sophie: Huh?::[Finds a folded piece of paper]::Old Sophie: What is this?::Howl: Give it to me.::[paper burns leaving marks on the table]::Markl: Scorch marks! Howl, can you read them?::Howl: That is ancient sorcery and quite powerful too.::Markl: Is it from the Witch of the Waste?::Howl: "You who swallowed a falling star, o' heartless man, your heart shall soon be mine." That can't be good for the table.::[covers the marks with his hand]::Markl: Wow! It's gone!::Howl: The mark maybe gone but the spell is still there.

[Two soldiers are bothering Sophie]::Howl: There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late. I was looking everywhere for you.::Soldier: Hey, hey! We're busy here!::Howl: Are you really? To me, it looked like the two of you were just leaving.::[gestures with his hand, the soldiers are forced to march away]

Howl: Don't be alarmed but I'm being followed. Act normal.

Howl: Sorry, it looks like you're involved.

Pink Panther and Sons (1984)

Actors

• Billy Bowles (actor)
• Marshall Efron (actor)
• Shane McCob (actor)
• Frank Welker (actor)
• Frank Welker (actor)
• Jeannie Elias (actress)
• Jeannie Elias (actress)
• Sherry Lynn (actress)
• B.J. Ward (actress)
• B.J. Ward (actress)
• Joseph Barbera (producer)
• David H. DePatie (producer)
• Friz Freleng (producer)
• William Hanna (producer)
• Gregg Berger (actor)

Genres

• Animation
• Comedy
• Family

Quotes:

[repeated line]::Howl: But Finko...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Howl - Iggy Pop
• Howl - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
• Howl - Tarot
• Howl - Bat For Lashes
• Howl - Johnny Flynn
• Howl - Allen Ginsberg
• Jezebel - Howl
• Horns Of Steel - Howl
• Heavenless - Howl
• Gods In Broken Men - Howl
• Aeng Moo Sae - Howl
• Engmuse (parrot) - Howl
• You Jackals Beware - Howl
• The Scorpion's Last Sting - Howl
• The Day Of Rest - Howl
• Perhaps Love (ost.goong) - Howl
• Pariah Of The Obscene - Howl
• Howl - Junip
• Howl - Mf Grimm
• Howl - Grates
• Howl - Gaslight Anthem

Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowl
Hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowl
Fuck it
I feel like howling
Got nowhere to turn
They’ll kill you
For your spirit
This is what you learn
The music of tomorrow is
What you feel today
The owners of the future
Is not the one they say
A mountain of faces
Is rapin’ my ear
I’m glad that my pride is
Stronger than my fear
I’m howling, baby
I’m howling, baby
Howling, baby
I knew the producer
He’s got lots of tricks
He is the starmaker
The bands are little pricks
The music of tomorrow is
What you feel today
The owners of the future
Is not the one they say
A mountain of faces
Is rapin’ my ear
I’m glad that my pride is
Stronger than my fear
I’m howling, baby
I’m howling, baby
I’m howling, baby
I’m howling, baby
Howling, baby
Howling, baby
Howling, baby
Howling, baby
I'm howling, baby

You try so hard to be cold
You try so hard to not show
I give you nothing to doubt and you doubt me
I give you all that I have but you don't see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don't care
But I know that you're so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don't fade
I don't wanna give up tomorrow
I just can't understand why we're going on
You try so hard to be heard
You try so hard to not hurt
I give you nothing to doubt, and you doubt me
I give you all that I have, but you don't see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don't care
But I know that you're so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don't fade
I don't wanna give up tomorrow
I just can't understand why we're going on
I don't wanna be sad, I don't wanna be sad
I don't wanna be scared, I don't wanna be scared
I don't wanna decide, I don't wanna decide
I see the road is hard, I see the road is hard
I won't wait for you in silence, I won't wait for you in silence

Pack of wolves behind me. Seasons on my face.
Coming out of nowhere, heading for any place.
Wide awake with nightmares dogging at my shoes.
Walked away with everything. Got nothing left to lose.
Howl! I'm the one.
Howl! Ungrateful son.
Howl! On the run.
Howl!
Howl! Out of light.
Howl! Footprints ignite.
Howl! Into the night.
Howl!
Leatherwings by moonlight. Spiderweb at dawn.
Traps springing all around, but the prey is gone.
In a stone circle chanced upon a wraith.
She took me and she stole my seed, but didn't break my faith.
Howl! I'm the one.
Howl! Ungrateful son.
Howl! On the run.
Howl!
Howl! Out of light.
Howl! Footprints ignite.
Howl! Into the night.
Howl!
No well now holds anything but dust for me.
The darkness helps me to see.
Stars have all the coldest stares.
I will waste no breath on prayers.

Howl into the night
To the still of the dark
Shout into the silence
And etch out your bark
How angry you are
You won't take it anymore
And watch as the people run to your door
They hurt your heart
They hurt it well
And came to your assistance
In a humanitarian swell
Werewolf howl
Werewolf howl
Roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl
Werewolf howl
(Roar, scream, shriek)
Howl
(Yip, yowl)
Howl
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek)
Howl
(Yip, yowl)
(Werewolf)
They came from the sky
They came from the fields
They rode in unsinking boats
Rented their gloves and coats
They hurt your heart
They hurt it well
And came to your assistance
In a humanitarian swell
Werewolf howl
Werewolf howl
Roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl
Werewolf howl
(Roar, scream, shriek)
Howl
(Yip, yowl)
Howl
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek)
Howl
(Yip, yowl)
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl)
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl)
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl)
(Werewolf roar, scream, shriek, yip, yowl)
(Werewolf)

Howl for my homeland
Wherever that was
And howl for the homage
That's been gone and lost
To the passing and temporal
The eons gone by
There's nothing to praise
Not in earth, sea or sky
Or was ho'.
And in time to know
The rest will soon follow
All the rest will soon go
Stay in the light Joe
Stay with yourself
Put up a fight
Don't rest on the shelf
Growl at the pedestal
Growl at the pinch
The last of the ports
Has broken the winch
Oh the legacy is gone
And the people who knew
Have lost their minds
Oh left, there's a few
Who are choking on what
And the will to hold on
With their principles pinned
To the courts of above
Stay in the light Joe
Stay with yourself
Put up a fight
Don't rest on the shelf
Me and the teardrop
Me and the mountain
Oh me and the cheque
And to meet my accountant
Oh me and the wolf
Who was eating my heart
And me and my friends
Who laugh in the dark
Oh and you and yours two
And you are yours three
And you and yours ever
And ever be free
Stay in the light Joe
Stay with yourself
Put up a fight

For Carl Solomon
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping towards poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind,
who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo,
who sank all night in submarine light of Bickford's floated out and sat through the stale beer afternoon in desolate Fugazzi's, listening to the crack of doom on the hydrogen jukebox,
who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge,
a lost batallion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whose intellects disgorged in total recall for seven days and nights with brilliant eyes, meat for the Synagogue cast on the pavement,
who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic City Hall,
suffering Eastern sweats and Tangerian bone-grindings and migraines of China under junk-withdrawal in Newark's bleak furnished room,
who wandered around and around at midnight in the railway yard wondering where to go, and went, leaving no broken hearts,
who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grandfather night,
who studied Plotinus Poe St John of the Cross telepathy and bop kabbalah because the universe instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas,
who loned it through the streets of Idaho seeking visionary indian angels who were visionary indian angels,
who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
who jumped in limousines with the Chinaman of Oklahoma on the impulse of winter midnight streetlight smalltown rain,
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup, and followed the brilliant Spaniard to converse about America and Eternity, a hopeless task, and so took ship to Africa,
who disappeared into the volcanoes of Mexico leaving nothing behind but the shadow of dungarees and the larva and ash of poetry scattered in fireplace Chicago,
who reappeared on the West Coast investigating the FBI in beards and shorts with big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets,
who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism, who distributed Supercommunist pamphlets in Union Square weeping and undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed down Wall, and the Staten Island ferry also wailed,
who broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling before the machinery of other skeletons,
who bit detectives in the neck and shrieked with delight in policecars for committing no crime but their own wild cooking pederasty and intoxication,
who howled on their knees in the subway and were dragged off the roof waving genitals and manuscripts,
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
who blew and were blown by those human seraphim, the sailors, caresses of Atlantic and Caribbean love,
who balled in the morning in the evenings in rosegardens and the grass of public parks and cemeteries scattering their semen freely to whomever come who may,
who hiccuped endlessly trying to giggle but wound up with a sob behind a partition in a Turkish Bath when the blond & naked angel came to pierce them with a sword,
who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden threads of the craftsman's loom,
who copulated ecstatic and insatiate and fell off the bed, and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness,
who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning but were prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sunrise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake,
who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad stolen night-cars, N.C., secret hero of these poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver—joy to the memory of his innumerable lays of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' rickety rows, on mountaintops in caves or with gaunt waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially secret gas-station solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys too,
who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hungover with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices,
who walked all night with their shoes full of blood on the snowbank docks waiting for a door in the East River to open full of steamheat and opium,
who created great suicidal dramas on the appartment cliff-banks of the Hudson under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon & their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion,
who ate the lamb stew of the imagination or digested the crab at the muddy bottom of the rivers of the Bowery,
who wept at the romance of the streets with their pushcarts full of onions and bad music,
who sat in boxes breathing in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts, who coughed on the sixth floor of Harlem crowned with flame under the tubercular sky surrounded by orange crates of theology,
who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish,
who cooked rotten animals lung heart feet tail borsht & tortillas dreaming of the pure vegetable kingdom,
who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg,
who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for an Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade,
who cut their wrists three times successfully unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried,
who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality,
who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge this actually happened and walked away unknown and forgotten into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup alleyways & firetrucks, not even one free beer,
who sang out of their windows in despair, fell out of the subway window, jumped in the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey and threw up groaning into the bloody toilet, moans in their ears and the blast of colossal steamwhistles,
who barreled down the highways of the past journeying to each other's hotrod-Golgotha jail-solitude watch Birmingham jazz incarnation,
who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had a vision to find out Eternity,
who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes,
who fell on their knees in hopeless cathedrals praying for each other's salvation and light and breasts, until the soul illuminated its hair for a second,
who crashed through their minds in jail waiting for impossible criminals with golden heads and the charm of reality in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz,
who retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit, or Rocky Mount to tender Buddha or Tangiers to boys or Southern Pacific to the black locomotive or Harvard to Narcissus to Woodlawn to the daisychain or grave,
who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury,
who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturerson Dadaism and subsequently presented themselves on the granite steps of the madhouse with the shaven heads and harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy,
and who were given instead the concrete void of insulin Metrazol electricity hydrotherapy psychotherapy occupational therapy pingpong & amnesia,
who in humorless protest overturned only one symbolic pingpong table, resting briefly in catatonia,
returning years later truly bald except for a wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the visible madman doom of the wards of the madtowns of the East,
Pilgrim State's Rockland's and Greystone's foetid halls, bickering with the echoes of the soul, rocking and rolling in the midnight solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love, dream of life a nightmare, bodies turned to stone as heavy as the moon,
with mother finally *****, and the last fantastic book flung out of the tenement window, and the last door closed at 4 A.M. and the last telephone slammed at the wall in reply and the last furnished room emptied down to the last piece of mental furniture, a yellow paper rose twisted on a wire hanger on the closet, and even that imaginary, nothing but a hopeful little bit of hallucination—
ah, Carl, while you are not safe I am not safe, and now you're really in the total animal soup of time—
and who therefore ran through the icy streets obsessed with a sudden flash of the alchemy of the use of the ellipse the catalog the meter & the vibrating plane,
who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soulbetween 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of consciousness together jumping with sensation of Pater Omnipotens Aeterna Deus
to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet confessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm of thought in his naked and endless head,
the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what might be left to say in time come after death,
and rose incarnate in the ghostly clothes of jazz in the goldhorn shadow of the band and blew the suffering of America's naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio
with the absolute heart of the poem butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years.
What sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!
Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy judger of men!
Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgement! Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo! Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long streets like endless Jehovas! Moloch whose factories dream and choke in the fog! Moloch whose smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius! Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!
Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch!
Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisable suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!
Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstacies! gone down the American river!
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!
Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years' animal screams and suicides! Minds! New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time!
Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!
Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland
where you're madder than I am
I'm with you in Rockland
where you must feel strange
I'm with you in Rockland
where you imitate the shade of my mother
I'm with you in Rockland
where you've murdered your twelve secretaries
I'm with you in Rockland
where you laugh at this invisible humour
I'm with you in Rockland
where we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
I'm with you in Rockland
where your condition has become serious and is reported on the radio
I'm with you in Rockland
where the faculties of the skull no longer admit the worms of the senses
I'm with you in Rockland
where you drink the tea of the breasts of the spinsters of Utica
I'm with you in Rockland
where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the harpies of the Bronx
I'm with you in Rockland
where you scream in a straightjacket that you're losing the game of actual pingpong of the abyss
I'm with you in Rockland
where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse
I'm with you in Rockland
where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void
I'm with you in Rockland
where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha
I'm with you in Rockland
where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb
I'm with you in Rockland
where there are twentyfive thousand mad comrades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale
I'm with you in Rockland
where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep
I'm with you in Rockland
where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse O skinny legions run outside O starry-spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here O victory forget your underwear we're free
I'm with you in Rockland

The mountans
at her back
The horizon
gnawing at her throat
Slowing the butchers you planted
bloom and swing the blades
Fumble with the ropes
As the twilight
takes its place
Gaze at the witch boiling inside
Broken nails
Grip feels frail
In sheets she'll sail
Close your eyes oh friend
I'll show you how
they did you
I'll make them fail
The scorn you left her
At pleasure's door
You fucking bastard

Horns of steel
Eyes wide
Done deal
Stabbing the heads
of the Fathers of shame
Breaking their arms
and wrecking their game
Keeping shit tight
Hear them squeal
Hounds loose
Fate sealer
Black are the brides
that we'll love like a dog
We're heavenless fuckers
Now off come the gloves
We're full of hell
We'll make you feel
the world that you fear
So you think you're a man
I wanna see you dance
with the freaks you damned

No chance
We're all set
Kiss my fresh ass
Now you
better come clean
Watch us
tear down death
Summon scum
Time to harvest
the sweetest fruit
the brain
Boundless life
Infinite mind

Old beast
wild dreams
Bribing nights
Laying still
Dodging scarecrows
Smelling meat
Cackling cries
of goblins in head
Our treasures
aren't clean
Angels smile with brown teeth
Gold vessel
Cold crown to wear
Coloring shadows
An ally
A back door friend
You serve the dust
You're wretched

tto eojecheoreom dasi geuripseumnida
bogo sipeun mam juljido annneunji
jakkuman geudaega tteooreumnida......
hearyeobolsurok deo nunmul namnida
humchyeonaebwado heureuneun nunmure
gieogi tto dareun gieogeuro beonjyeo apeuge nal ullimnida......
badeun geotman isseoseo naegen huhoeppuninde
jun ge eomneun nal geudaen tto ijeulkka geobina......
saranghamnida nan...... nan saranghamnida
geudaeege baeun manko manheun maldeul junge
i mal hana ipbeoreutcheoreom na
jungeolgeorimnida......honja babocheoreom
mianhamnida cham...... cham mianhamnida
dwineujeun i malkkaji mianhajiman
yeomchieopsi geudael gidarimnida
haengyeo naeireun doraolkka ......
geudaeran saejangi bijopgin haesseodo
johassseumnida haengbokhaessseumnida
ibyeoreul mollatdeon yeongwoneul mideotdeon geu nallo na kkumerado......
doragal su itdamyeon nae maeumeul moaseo
nae gaseumeul deoreoseo da geudael jul tende......
saranghamnida nan..... nan saranghamnida
geudaeege baeun manko manheun maldeul junge
i mal hana ipbeoreutcheoreom na
jungeolgeorimnida......honja babocheoreom
mianhamnida cham... cham mianhamnida
dwineujeun i malkkaji mianhajiman
yeomchieopsi geudael gidarimnida
haengyeo naeireun doraolkka......
i maeum......
kkeutnae geudaen molla ol su eopseodo
geudaega byeonhae deoneun nan anirado
bulleobogo dasi bulleobomnida
aeng moo sae cheoreom geudae ireum......

To ojechorom dashi guribsumnida
bogo shiphun mam juljido anunji
jakkuman gudega to orumnida
Hearyo bolsurog do nunmulnamnida
humchyone bwado hurunun nunmure
giogi to darun gioguro bonjyo
aphuge nal ullimnida
Badungodman issoso negen huhoepuninde
junge obnun nal guden to ijulka gobina
Saranghamnida nan nan saranghamnida
gudeyege beun manhgo manhun maldul junge
i marhana ibborudchorom na
jungolgorimnida honja babochorom
mianhamnida cham cham mianhamnida
dwinujun i malkaji mianhajiman
yomchiobshi gudel gidarimnida
hengyo neirun doraolka
Guderan sejangi bijobgin hessodo
johassumnida hengboghessumnida
ibyorul mollatdon yongwonul midotdon gunallo na kumerado
Doragalsu itdamyon ne maumul moaso
ne gasumul doroso da guderul jultende
Saranghamnida nan nan saranghamnida
gudeyege beun manhgo manhun maldul junge
i marhana ibborudchorom na
jungolgorimnida honja babochorom
mianhamnida cham cham mianhamnida
dwinujun i malkaji mianhajiman
yomchiobshi gudel gidarimnida
hengyo neirun doraolka
I maum
kuthne guden molla olsu obsodo
gudega byonhe donunnan anirado
bullobogo dashi bullobomnida
engmusechorom gude irum

Don't even stare
We'll tear you up
And you think you know pain
How about I fuck the smug outta your smile?
Swastikas spinning
behind beady eyes
Your shriveled ass grinning
but you're covered in flies
Your shit is weak
Being dead is no prize
Do you know how we live?
Take your bitch ass and let's go for a ride
Twinkling like rubies
You think your secrets will die
Just try not to tremble
when you look in my eyes
Grab me
a bucket
You speak
and I vomit
You're in the dark
so be smart
On a self-righteous one

White wigged
Red cheeked
Balls deep
in shit
Spill your guts
into my open mouth
The most eager bleeder
in town
Barking at me
with the cattiest smile
You better pray they don't smell
the bile
Hot shot
Made Man
Sprinkle your beef
with some heartfelt deceit
Your dick is no different
than mine
Tenderizing souls
Make 'em plastic
Anorexic
Left reeling
Loving sick fucks
You're fucking lovesick

When the harlots reappear
From the distance spilled the din
Dragging the withered bones
of the clowns that rode them in
We'll glow
a deep red
We'll stay
in our own bed
Where once
we would never tread
Now on broken ground
We've become
the undead
When the skinners and the sharks
lose their teeth and miss their skin
When the thumpers claw from their caskets
and the hookers proudly grin
We'll glow
a deep red
We'll stay
in our own bed
Where once
we would never tread
Now on broken ground
We've become
the undead
May the queer shit on your throne
and at last decide the end
May all the filthy mothers
never wash again

uhn jeh yuht duhn guhn jee gee uhk nah jeen ah nah
jah kkoon nae muh ree gah nuh roh uh jee ruhp duhn shee jahk
hahn doo buhn ssheek dduh oh reu duhn saeng gahk
jah kkoo neul uh gah suh joh geum dang hwang seu ruh oon ee mah eum
byuhl eel ee ah neel soo eet dah goh
sah soh hahn mah eum ee rah goh
nae gah neh geh jah koo (neh geh jah koo)
mahl eul hah neun geh uh saek hahn guhl
in english :
I don’t know when it all started
When my head became dizzy with thoughts of you
These thoughts would often pop up in my mind
I feel anxious as my heart expands towards you
It’s nothing.. it’s just a little thing
Your words are awkward to me
Is it love? If you feel the same way, is it a beginning?
My heart keeps saying it loves you
It screams out for the whole world to hear
Why has it taken so long for me to hear it~?

Thunderstorm heads convene
We want it
but we don't like it clean
Strangers raw but seen
for the first time
shine like Jimmy Dean
And don't be afraid
to show us the bites
We'll lick you clean
The 15th station is here
A wink
from the Big Cheese
Dare to get real
Lie, cheat, and steal
Living our stories
in vomit and piss
Clotted with blood
But nothing is missed
Sitting side by side
Pretending
the world
is not as small

If you weren't told about any divinity
If someone showed you our fallibilities
If you weren't told about the trinity
Would you still know what in the world created all this?
Wouldn't you like to figure out what's pulling the strings?
Did you know about varying degrees of free will?
Compatible with senseless building blocks
Did you know of adaptive or emergent properties?
How a lump of grey is making you talk?
Now wouldn't you like to figure out what's making you howl?
Ill equipped to deal with infinities
Never getting past the anthropic principles
Ill equipped to deal with probabilities
Can't help assigning intentions to all kinds of things
Wouldn't you like to figure out what's pulling your strings?
Now we could still talk about moral responsibility
We could still talk about our common human goals
What leads to happiness, what leads to suffering
What leads to exuberance and flourishing of the soul

In darkness sometimes sunshine
Drunk off death, throwing up moonshine
Slit vein, sit still, crush all bones brittle
No pain, quick kill, maybe hurt just a little
Hunger on cellular, yes, we call you
Don't have a prayer, say one for you
Shake life out body, in throat sink fangs
Today's your last day, too slow, can't hang
Don't take personal, but you must die
Kill or be killed, we kill that's why
Make it easy on yourself when the wolves bite
Accept your fate, no struggle, don't fight
Alpha, omega, pack overpower you
Reminiscing as a pup while we devour you
All my wolves, blood we thirst, kill with Perc, moon we howl
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Temptation's hunger, pain, please Lord, forgive me
Chewing up life forms 'cause I wanna live, see
Scared for their life, runaway try mouthfuls
Babies can keep up, eaten 'cause they move slow
Hunger, pain, echo, hunt down big ones
Until whole pack eat, we're not done
Young pups play games killing things, just fun
Don't take serious, schooled by old ones
Head to the river so we can have a drink
Mate with bitches, sit back and think
Dance with dead as soon as sun drops
Survival of the fittest, weak ones will stop
Thou shalt not kill, for me to eat is a big sin
Stomach growls, it's time to kill again
All my wolves, blood we thirst, kill with Perc, moon we howl
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Blood over my coat, also my paws
Regulate wolves disobeying our laws
If we pick up scent, we hunt you
Call of the wild, scream as we jump you
Tear you apart, whole pack just share you
Kill or be killed, so we took care of you
Die with your eyes open looking at me
Facial expression, wonder why this had to be
I didn't make this world, this shit's beyond me
Humans judge, God understands me
Insane 'cause hunger pains command me
To satisfy them in situation lands me
Live through night, another day God grants me
Hunger got me blind and I can't see, I can't see
All my wolves, blood we thirst, kill with Perc, moon we howl
Jump, jump, jump, jump

ah ha,
oh, whoa oh oh oh...
spiders, snakes and skin,
i didn't mean to win,
i didn't mean to leave you with the chickens in the pen,
you look so good tonight,
you look so good I can not lie,
I wish I had a little piece so I could bring you to your,
spiders, snakes and skin,
i didn't mean to win,
i didn't mean to leave you with the chickens in the pen,
you look so good tonight,
you look so good I can not lie,
i wish I had a little piece so I could bring you to your,
oh, whoa oh oh...
your knees,
oh, whoa oh oh...
howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you....
1, 2, 1, 2, 3 fight,
howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you....
i'm gonna, howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you,
howl for you....

Hey wake it up! Hey shake it out!
Does anything still move you since you're educated now?
And all grown up and travelled so well
Do you still hear the sound of the thunder while you lie up by yourself?
Like you waited on his call and made your plans for great escapes
And there used to be a movement in the way your dress would wave
From your hips on down like electric through the ground
Now do you blow it out come Friday night?
See if you wanna, you can find me on the hood under the moonlight
Radio, oh radio, do you believe there's still some magic left
Somewhere inside our souls?
Like I waited on your call and made my plans to share my name
And I love the country movement in the way your dress would wave
From your hips on down like electric through the
Sound of the cars rushing the rain on the boulevard
In this city by the sea that has always haunted me
And belonged to me somehow
Bless your waters and your doubts
Bless your waters