little horn

theres an apple in the pussy mouth

now I am the dinner whore
theres a tumor in the t.v. mouth
burn it out before it grows
someone better get the dog to kick, jaws wired shut to
save the dick
out of the bottomless pit comes the little horn
little horn is born
the world spreads its legs for another star
world shows its face for another scar
dead will dance for what is left
the worms will wait with bated breath
your blind have now become my deaf
so says the little horn
save yourself from this...
(chorus)
everyone will suffer now...
you cant save yourself...
(chorus)
angel with the scabbed wings
he is the angel with the scabbed wings
hard-drug face, want to powder his nose
he will deflower the freshest crop
dry up all the wombs with his rock and roll sores
dead
is what he is, he does what he please
the things that he has youll never want to see
what youre never gonna be now
sketch a little keyhole for looking-glass people
you dont want to be him
you only want to see him
mommys got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow
man cant always reap what he sow
he is the maker
(he is the taker)
he is the saviour
(he is the raper)
(verse 2)
(chorus)
get back youre never gonna leave him
get back youre always gonna please him
mister superstar
Hey Mr. Superstar:
Ill do anything for you
Im youre number one fan
hey mr. porno star, I, I, I, I want you
hey mr. sickly star,
I want to get sick from you
hey mr. fallen star,
dont you know I worship you?
hey mr. big rock star,
I wanna grow up just like you
I know that I can turn you on
I wish I could just turn you off
I never wanted this
hey mr. superhate,
I just want to love you
hey, hey, hey mr. superfuck,
I wanna go down on you
hey mr. supergod,
will you answer my prayers?
hey, hey, hey mr. superman,
I want to be your little girl
(chorus)
hey mr. superstar,
Ill kill myself for you
hey mr. superstar,
Ill kill you if I cant have you
superstar, superfuck baby...
man that you fear the ants are in the sugar the muscles atrophied were on the other side,the screen is us and
were t.v. spread me open, sticking to my pointy ribs are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this everything turns to shit the boy that you loved is the
man that you fear pray until youre number, asleep from all your pain, your apple has been rotting tomorrows turned up dead i have it all and i have no choice but to ill make everyone pay and you will see you can kill yourself now because youre dead
in my mind the boy that you loved is the
monster you fear peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark, youve poisoned all your children to camouflage your scars pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear pray your life was just a dream the cut that never heals pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream (I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot
escape) pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed someone had to go this far
I was born into this everything turns to shit the boy that you loved is the
man that you fear peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark, youve poisoned all your children to camouflage your scars pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear pray your life was just a dream the cut that never heals pray now baby, pray your life was just a
dream the world in my hands, theres no one left to
hear you scream theres no one left for you
the reflecting god
your world is an ashtray
we burn and coil like cigarettes
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud
its the nature of the leeches, the virgins
feeling cheated
youve only spent a second of youre life
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then its true, there is a dream inside a
dream, Im wide awake the more I sleep
youll understand when Im dead
I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me
saw heaven and hell were lies
when Im god everyone dies
scar/can you feel my power?
shoot here and the world gets smaller
scar/scar/can you feel my power
one shot and the world gets smaller
lets jump upon the sharp swords
and cut away our smiles
without the threat of death
theres no reason to live at all
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then its true,
there is a dream inside a dream,
Im wide awake the more I sleep
youll understand when Im dead
(bridge)
(chorus)
each thing i show you is a piece of my death
shoot shoot shoot motherfucker
no salvation, no forgiveness
this is beyond your experience
forgiveness...
deformography
when you wish upon your star
dont let yourself fall, fall in too hard
I fell into you and Im on my back
an insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now Im in your gut
I fell into you, now Im in a rut
i lift you up like the sweetest angel, ill
tear you down like a whore. i will bury your
god in my warm spit, youll be deformed in
your porn
rock star yeah (youre such a dirty, dirty)
rock star yeah (dirty, dirty, dirty)
you eat up my heart and all the little parts
your star is so sharp
it leaves me jagged holes
I make myself sick just to poison you
if I cant have you then no one will
(chorus)
you are the one i want and what i want is so
unreal
im such a dirty Rock star yeah...
(i am the one you want and what you want
is so unreal)
tourniquet shes made of hair and bone and little teeth and things I cannot speak she comes on like a crippled plaything spine is just a string I wrapped our love in all this foil silver-tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil but flies will always lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me make your victim my head you never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet prosthetic synthesis with butterfly sealed up with virgin stitch if it hurts just tell me preserve the innocence I never wanted it to end this way, but flies will lay their eggs
cryptorchid
Each time i make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven
when the boy is still a worm its hard to
learn the number seven
but when they get to you
its the first thing that they do
each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
when the worm consumes the boy its never
considered rape
when they get to you
prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread his wings...
the time has come for bitter things...
dried up, tied and
dead to the world you cut off all of your fingers trade them in for dollar bills cake on some more make-up to cover all those lines wake up and stop shaking cause youre just wasting time dont you want some of this? dont you need some of this? you take but cannot be given you ride but cannot be ridden pinch this tiny heart of mine wrap it up in soiled twine you never read what youve written Ill be your lover, ill be forever ill be tomorrow, i am anything when im high dont you want some of this? dont you need some of this? you shove your hair down my throat i feel your fingers in me tear this bitter fruit to mess and wrap it in your soiled dress now you must spit out the seeds (chorus)
all dried up and tied up forever all fucked up and dead to the world...
kinderfeld
he lives inside my mouth
and tells me what to say
when he turns the trains
on he makes it go away
the hands are cracked and dirty and
the nails are beetle wings
when he turns the trains on he
unties all of the strings
the worm: tell me something beautiful,
tell me something free,
tell me something beautiful
and i wish that i could be.
(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
when i was a worm, thought i couldnt get through it)
jack: (not spoken) come, come
the toys all smell like children
and scab-knees will obey
ill have to kneel on broomsticks
just to make it go away.
[the inauguration of the worm]
(then i got my wings and i never even knew it,
when i was a worm, thought i couldnt get through it)
a voice we have not yet heard: because today
is black/because there is no turning back.
because your lies have watered me/i have become the
strongest weed weed...
through jacks eyes:
the taste of metal
disintegrator
three holes upon the leather belt
its cut and swollen
and the age is showing
boy: theres no one here to save ourself.
the disintegrator: (to himself)
this is what you should fear
you are what you should fear
the minute of decay
theres not much left to love
too tired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
Im on my way down now, Id like to take
you with me
Im on my way down
Im on my way down now, Id like to take
you with me
Im on my way down
the minute that its born
it begins to die
Id love to just give in,
Id love to live this lie
Ive been to black and back
Ive whited out my name
a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
a lack of anything to say
there is no cure for what is killing me
Im on my way down
Ive looked ahead and saw a
world thats dead
I guess that I am too
(chorus)
im on my way down now, id like to take
you with me...
c o m f o r t
f i e n d
a l i c e
m a g n i f i c e n t INTD-90086
wormboy
when will you realize youre already there?
so watered down--your feelings have turned to mud.
love everybody is destroying the value of
all hate has got me nowhere
I know Im slipping, I know Im slipping, I know Im slipping away
oh no, it is everything they said it was
oh no, I am all the things they said I was
when you get to heaven you will wish youre in hell
when will you realize, youre already here
youll thank us now that you have crossed over
dont pick the scabs or you will never heal
the world shudders as the worm gets his wings
(chorus)
then i got my wings and i never even knew it
when i was a worm, thought i wouldnt get through it...
1996
anti choice
anti girl
I am the anti-flag unfurled
anti white and anti man
I got the anti-future plan
anti fascist
anti mod
I am the anti-music god
anti sober
anti whore
there will never be enough of anti more
I cant believe in the things
that dont believe in me
now its your turn to see misanthropy
anti people now youve gone too far
heres your antichrist superstar
anti money
anti hate
anti things I fucked and ate
anti cop
anti fun
here is my anti-president gun
anti Satan
anti black
anti world is on my back
anti gay and anti dope
I am the faggot anti-pope
(bridge)
(chorus)
anti peace
anti life
anti husband, anti wife
anti song and anti me
I dont deserve a chance to be
(chorus)
m i n i s t e r
c o m p l a i s a n t
m a s t e r
marilyn manson
Antichrist Svperstar
irresponsible hate anthem
[lyrics: Manson, Ramirez/music: Berkowitz, Gacy]
live guitar: Zim Zum
the beautiful people
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez]
descending horn guitar: Sean Beavan
dried up, tied and dead to the world
[lyrics: Manson/music: Manson, Ramirez]
additional guitars: M. Manson
tourniquet
[lyrics: Manson/music: Berkowitz, Ramirez]
Additional guitar: Daisy Berkowitz
little horn
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Reznor]
cryptorchid
[lyrics: Manson/music: Gacy]
drums: Gacy/mellotron: Reznor
deformography
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Reznor]
additional guitar: Reznor
wormboy
[lyrics: Manson/music: Berkowitz, Ramirez]
mister superstar
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez]
lead guitar: Reznor /
additional rhythm guitar: Daisy Berkowitz
angel with the scabbed wings
[lyrics: Manson/music: Manson, Ramirez, Gacy]
lead guitar: Danny Lohner
kinderfeld
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Gacy]
additional guitar: M. Manson/ live drums: Chris Vrenna
antichrist superstar
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Gacy]
Additional guitar: Daisy Berkowitz
1996
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez]
minute of decay
[lyrics and music: Manson]
guitar: M. Manson
the reflecting god
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Reznor]
Acoustic Guitar: Danny Lohner
man that you fear
[lyrics: Manson/music: Ramirez, Manson, Gacy, Berkowitz]
rhodes piano: Reznor
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irresponsible hate anthem
I am so all-american, Id sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, Ive got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, Id rape the raper
I am the animal who will not be himself
fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?
Hey victim,
you were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hates a prism
lets just kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it
everybodys someone elses nigger/I know you are so am I
I wasnt born with enough middle fingers/
I dont need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, Id rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
fuck it
(chorus)
V HHI
01o0
nVIII : cV : bVIII
HV I H
1oo0
nVII : cX : bII
HI HV
0110
nI : cV : bIV
the beautiful people
I dont want you and I dont need you
dont bother to resist, Ill beat you
Its not your fault that youre always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the beautiful people, the beautiful people,
its all relative to the size of your steeple
you cant see the forest for the trees,
and you cant smell
your own shit on your knees
Hey you, what do you see?
something beautiful, something free?
hey you, are you trying to be mean?
if you live with apes, man, its hard to be clean
theres no time to discriminate,
hate every motherfucker
thats in your way
the worms will live in every host
its hard to pick which one they eat most
the horrible people, the horrible people
its as anatomic as the size of your steeple
capitalism has made it this way,
old-fashioned fascism
will take it away
(chorus)
Manson:
All Tracks
Songs of Golgotha
Music/Dinger & Ollie Music,
administered by Dinger &
Ollie Music, BMI. 1996 All
rights reserved
Ramirez:
All Tracks Except 6 & 14
Blood Heavy Music/Dinger &
Ollie Music, administered by
Dinger & Ollie Music, BMI.
1996 All rights reserved
Gacy:
Tracks 1, 6, 10, 11,12 & 16
DCLXVI Music /Dinger &
Ollie Music, administered by
Dinger & Ollie Music, BMI.
1996 All rights reserved
Berkowitz: Tracks 1, 4, 8 & 16
Carducci Thrift
Music/Dinger & Ollie Music,
administered by Dinger &
Ollie Music, BMI. 1996 All
rights reserved
Reznor: Tracks 5, 7, & 15
Leaving Hope/TVT Music, Inc.
ASCAP. 1996 All rights
reserved
Antichrist Superstar was
conceived and created by
Marilyn Manson
Produced by Trent Reznor &
Dave Rave Ogilvie
Co-produced by M. Manson
Except tracks 3 & 11
Produced by M. Manson &
Sean Beavan
Engineered by
Dave Rave Ogilvie
& Sean Beavan
assisted by Brian Pollack &
Chris Vrenna
Mixed by Sean Beavan
Editing & Programming:
Chris Vrenna,
Trent Reznor, Sean Beavan,
Charlie Clouser
& Dave Rave Ogilvie
Nothing Studios,
New Orleans
Mastering: Tom Baker
at Future Disc Systems
Band:
Marilyn Manson: all voices,
guitar, pan flute
Twiggy Ramirez: lead and
rhythm guitars, acoustic
\guitar, bass
M.W. Gacy: all keyboards,
loops and other original
pieces of 16-bit audio
information
Ginger Fish: live drums,
programming
and introducing
Zim Zum: live guitarist for
Antichrist Superstar
Management: Tony Ciulla
Booking: Alex Kochan for
Artists and Audience
Legal: David Codikow
Business Management:
Jay Sendyk
Nothing: John A. Malm, Jr.
Design & Digital
Illustration: P.R. Brown
@ Bau-Da Design Group
Photography: Dean Karr
Thanks: Tony Ciulla, Barb
and Hugh, Missi, Trent, Sean
Beavan, John A. Malm, Jr., Jeff
Anderson, All at Interscope,
Sioux z., Jay, Gerri, & Rich, E.
Elias Merhige, Dana Maher
and Family, Gerry Gerrard,
Danny & Podboy, Robin Finck,
Sam Kirby, Frank Proia, David
Lynch and Jennifer, J.
Mahoney, Veronika, Natalie
Natero, Maxie & Garrett,
Mike Nastasi, Chris Meyer,
all the Bier, Wilson & Yip
families, J. Rach, Gary Talpas,
Silvia Garcia, Howard
Schomer, Steven Hirsch, R.
Rosen, M. Toorock, Dean Karr
and the U Ground, Anton
Lavey, Andy and all at
Barristers Gallery, Tommy
Prong.
1996 Interscope Records.
All rights reserved.
Printed in U.S.A.
Manipulation by S.M.G.
Fan Club:
Marilyn Manson Family
25935 detroit Rd. suite #329
Westlake, Ohio 44145.
[Irresponsible Hate Anthem was
recorded live on February 14, 1997.]
IX VI III VII
h e av e n
antichrist superstar
you built me up with your wishing hell
I didnt have to sell you
you threw your money in the pissing well
you do just what they tell you
REPENT, thats what Im talking about
i shed the skin to feed the fake
REPENT, thats what Im talking about
whose mistake am i anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the hydra
now youll see your star
prick your finger it is done
the moon has now eclipsed the sun
the angel has spread his wings
the time has come for bitter things
(chorus)
the time has come it is quite clear
our antichrist
is almost here...
it is done