Confession
There's somethin' about the ocean rising up to meet the shoreline
Somethin' about a river the way it runs to meet the sea
There's somethin' about a rainfall and it's like the gift of living
There's somethin' about that water that makes me sing
Oh somethin' about the mountains rising right straight up to heaven
And somethin' about a canyon in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Somethin' about the desert in the afterglow of evening
There's somethin' about the west
Shack of Hate
Ze wheels o' fire. A doubleman defier. A motor and I. Regenerate I am. Your final pompeii. O 'etched in acid. Like a shack of hate. Love in the gut a downbeat ceasar. Mother's holly roller. The invasion-man. She a real. A real fuck invention. Like mississippi sway'n. Persasion. Atomic. Eat it. Atomic. Eat it. What is a man if not a he's a rebel rouser. Yea mechanized death. This is what you need. Las Vegas loser. A fuck'n crazy horse. Violent staisfaction switching the body. To a shack of hate. Automation. The skin buckles. This is what you need. A flesh surrender. Cruxifiction burns. Sex Mutilation a dead diamond. This game is mine. Atomic. Eat it. Atomic. Eat it.