Skinny Puppy

Skinny Puppy - Sore In A Masterpiece / Dead Of Winter lyrics

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[something buried in intro about 20 seconds in]:"can't believe he's gotten it all sorted?"

Never in fear

Follow round

Redder roar flare

Lock 'em in sight

I'm sore in a masterpiece

And I creep creep creep

Creep creep creep for a solid place

Ooh, you're frightened of reality

Insomnia stands by me with glee

Oh, sore in a masterpiece

And I creep creep creep

Creep creep creep for a solid place

Urchin legion

In the night time

Fortune all (off?) feasts

Faschists for peace

That's reason I fashioned darkness

Lot of love lost over all costs

I'm sore in a masterpiece

And I creep creep creep

Creep creep creep for a solid place

Ooh, you're frightened of reality

Insomnia stands by me with glee

(shot?/shock?)

I'm sore in a masterpiece

And I creep creep creep

Creep creep creep for a solid place

Ooh, you're frightened of reality

Insomnia stands by me with glee

(I'm all better?)

Forget it forget it

Cry (for sanity?yourself to sleep?us inbetween?your savage way?)

I'm sore in a masterpiece

It's not my fault



(stuff in background distorted)

"watch closely" 

"closer (closer, closer,...)" 

It's Christ 

It's Christmas eve 

October bleak and desolate

There's frost murder in my (???) room 

And still the pennies earned 

The blood stained windows of night 

It's always Christmas here for my dead of winter 

I gaze into the [nursery?/rosary?] 

I speak where is the vision 

[decost?] and pray to priests in the dead of winter

The heart is [felt a?/smelt a?/smells of?] birds out of place

A paradise to call perfection 

Theatre, intrigue all fair in the dead of winter 

A place to hold you in disguised to live a shack 

A memory that's what comedians are for

Reflection, reflection in my heart 

The river of (???) swallow them? 

To melt them enters love 

Dead head dont worry 

Become submerged repression [surge?/serve?] the church dead of... winter, winter ...cold 

Here sauce is cold cold again again again I

(???)

They think the hot spot [?sent here and then?] 

They dont know what its like to live fuck 

I'm not against (???) priest (???) hollow (???) dead don't (???)dead love(???)
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Language: English

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