Slow, Deep and Hard
Album - 4 giugno 1991 - Debaser id 30818

A) anorganic transmutogenesis (synthetic division)

Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules

Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow

Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable

B) coitus interruptus

C) I Know You're Fucking Someone Else

You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice

So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand

You
You make me hate myself

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)

I know
(He knows)

There is no pain like that of desire
Is there no difference between women and fire?
One burns the spirit
The other the flesh
Is sex worth the price of certain death?

Absolution
I am whole
Absolution
I am

Open her loins and into the hearth
Don't let her flames consume your heart
For the quest of holy copulation
The end result?
Self immoliation

Absolution
I am whole
Absolution
I am

Love is life
Life is love
Love is pain
Pain is death

Agony and ecstacy
Your cries of pain my pleasure
To know my machine internally
Your torment I treasure

Lifeblood combines with semen
Your screaming my laughter
The compressor is running smoothly
'Tis vengeance I am after

Begging becomes your lovesong
You're dying
I masturbate
For the crime of burning me
I give to thee
Jackhammerape

Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
(Pain)