Institute - Demo Lyrics
1. Putrid
pillage and pine, with abel's brother, so divine
depths of hell in my stomach
tap the well, so far from heaven
the sixth plague swells, the seventh is coming
i'll turn on you in a second
what's mine is mine, what's decided will happen
hate the pestilence inside you
a hate so real manifests as pain
discolored, a putrid yellow
insides have rot, turns many faces
feel the fever swelling
visions of blood, visions of purity
god got it wrong wipe the slate
you, the example of all our fates
2. Dead Sea
she was face down sitting in a corner
nothing hurt, her tears form pools
a vessel cold and empty
nothing fit for spoils today
they say there are no fish in the dead sea
only death
it's unlivable, nothing can survive there
only death
3. Bureaucrat
put up with a lot of shit
good one, but hear what i get
stories of mothers and uncles and distant fucks
i'd rather you have power and greed
and if you know what you need
stop pussyfooting and go and get it
anything to put on the table?
didn't think you'd be this feeble
i want to know there's something under this endless shroud
you're appearance is fooling
but please just pass right thru me
i don't need another cross to bear
4. Diamonds & Pearls
grown up as a girl
cute blond hair with curl
everything was so nice
daddy he kissed me twice
he told me he loved me at night
he said i grew up right
but i was mommy's doll
she cared about alcohol
paraded around at night
controlling me thru fright
everything was so nice
but for what price
pure body male mind
the shows they had me do
the way they treat me too
shallow materialist fucks
5. Weak Times
never needed any love from your sacred heart
no son, no king, no three headed fuck
count me out of the runnings upon your return
i won't fall on my knees and pray to the lord
your swine, what do they count for?
racism, bigotry, but not much more
those who choose to base their lives around libels
and lies and stories strung with lines of weak times
your swine above reason
faithfully loyal until the grave
your swine above instinct
need an idol to behave
6. Narrow & Straight
mother, narrow and straight
forgot god not delicate
don't want a part of your dated morals
don't want a part of your petty quarrels
mother dated and old
cut myself my blood runs cold
i want something like the last one
don't want your outdated war
god only knew what you were fighting for
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