Nutmeat (Lyrics)
This is my favorite song off the record. I think it is the heaviest and most intense not only for the music but for the lyrical content, which in fact has nothing to do with testicles. It is about The Buddhas of Bamyan that were two monumental statues of standing buddhas carved into the side of a cliff in the Bamyan valley in the Hazarajat region of central Afghanistan in the sixth century. The statues were destroyed by the Taliban in 2001 after their government declared that they were “idols” (which is forbidden by Islamic religious law).
Destroying art for religion, painful to witness… like having electrodes on your nutmeat. Sure the title of the song could have been changed. It was originally just a working title because it was unfinished, but I think the fact that people write it off before reading the lyrics and finding out what it is all about, sort of fits. Those same people that are writing it off and calling it childish are the same morons that cannot appreciate a nice painting.
Electrodes On My Nutmeat
lyrics by Schrecker
Hate perverted dust and blood
Pain screams blown back
Mystic savage and insane
The Standing Buddha breaks awayHumanity descends
6 feet underground
Dying for freedomLong
Night
Dark
Age
Never ending
NightmareActions speak
It’s so inhuman
I’m aware
I’m so fucking awareI’ll stand up
I’m human
I’ll shake my fist at your heaven
For making this life a living hellI’m not gonna care tonight
I will be so high
Without you!
I’m not gonna care!Would have been sane
But we have broken through the door!
- TO THE OTHER SIDE…Once you get stoned about the truth
What will be
Will decideWhat you’re gonna say…
I’m not gonna care about you
I’m not gonna sing about youOne
Step
From
DeathWelcome to the Culture of the grinder
Do as you will; tomorrow we die
Go ahead Da Sade if you believe it
But it’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
Sometimes…
All my …
Psychopathic Dreams of you come true…Not much time now
No more fight left
The Light fades down now
None of it will last…
Nothing ever does nothing ever willYou are not there in your heaven
Hell is right here in our failing mindsJust a ghost remains…
I will be so high without you
Couldn’t I just die without you
I can’t stand to say good-bye
I can’t stand against the tideHell is in the mind
What is there to think about
Heaven’s in your eyes
What the hell you looking at
And no one’s left aliveIt’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
It’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
It’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
It’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
It’s like trying to find a bullet to rely on
It’s like trying to find you…
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