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RELEASED 29 DEC 1997 ~ 73.56
01 | shatter | 5.54 | MP3 (704k) | |
02 | what happens now | 5.13 | MP3 (1064k) | |
☉ | 03 | two roads | 7.01 | MP3 (6600k) |
☉ | 04 | slowdeath | 4.55 | MP3 (4596k) |
05 | fade | 6.00 | MP3 (788k) | |
06 | angel | 5.25 | MP3 (784k) | |
07 | s.f.b.s.d. | 4.07 | MP3 (820k) | |
08 | little miss sunshine [i] | 5.25 | MP3 (780k) | |
09 | unseen [ii] | 4.07 | MP3 (828k) | |
10 | incinerator [iii] | 4.48 | MP3 (804k) | |
11 | pethrceid [iv] | 5.20 | MP3 (900k) | |
12 | barbedwireroses [v] | 5.05 | MP3 (772k) | |
13 | each man kills the thing he loves [vi] | 7.00 | MP3 (780k) | |
14 | strangecountry | 2.20 | MP3 (792k) |
Originally conceived as a four song ep intended to recognize the life, achievements, and death of William S. Burroughs, HOST turned into a fourteen track full length release including parasite tracks from solo and side projects.
OTHER PROJECTS
[i] stiff kittenz
[ii] hate turned backwards
[iii] mice in tights
[iv] karakul
[v] venusfalling
[vi] tears of god
☰ shatter
never sleep fear forever suffering all terror
desolation kill again into aching fear descend
infection of all agony with twice removed depravity
scraping words shutdown terror suicide again
eyes crawl into your thoughts useless pain
sharp membrane rips alive but not conscious
disconnect cracking conception's edge
diverge from grace missing time
mirror close binding to decay
darker now all codes are lost
closed forever a locked door pretends
just mistrust of dementia in the end
cities gift of desolation laughing guilty
killing thoughts rending dreamers antiquated phrases
safe time all in safe time
safe time all in safe time
muttered thoughts a suicide pose twisting into shame
select a fear and mutilate nothing stays the same
shatter cutting nothing slowly running out of pain
nightmare shadows disintegrate draining life away
pain shrouded hidden inside misery
fictions die rotting in captivity
everything a question to a baser nature
failsafe derision empty answers
there are slower ways to tear apart reality
pushing away for the last time
pushing away for the last time
for dying lost we mirror amnesia
with heroin sickness diseased vermin happiness
failing words poison scattering flames
twisted little process substance death down
masterfully frightened and mostly thrashing
shroud rearview sounds and target state
reasoned words disconnect the killing machine
reasoned words disconnect the killing machine
muttered thoughts a suicide pose twisting into shame
select a fear and mutilate nothing stays the same
shatter cutting nothing slowly running out of pain
nightmare shadows disintegrate draining life away
disconnect
☰ what happens now
"there is no greater love than dying"
your whispers decay in my dreams
another prophecy just written on water
it was the end of all that we were
i try to feel nothing at all in the end
i try to let go just a little bit more
i try to reach back and collapse all the memories
but i just keep on clinging to something that died
what happens now
praying for yesterday's promises
holding it together just a little while longer
i turn my eyes to you and smile the same slow smile
it was the end of all that we were
what happens when i lose my faith in you
what happens when it all turns cold
what happens when the darkness rushes in again
and i just keep on clinging to something that died
what happens now
☰ two roads
stumbling down that unused trail
i happened upon a plain
and there i saw you that first time
blushing with my shame
then countless hours of holding hands
under stars that seemed to cross
we walked along that trail together
and then we both got lost
two roads diverged in a wood and i
i took the one you did not travel by
marching down the primrose path
i searched for you in vain
i'd hoped to find you waiting there
prepared to take my pain
but endless years of searching
have turned me old and tired and grey
there's nothing i can do anymore
there's nothing i can say
two roads diverged in a wood and i
i took the one you did not travel by
and this has made the difference in our lives
limping down that cracked dead earth
i searched for you in vain
i'd hoped to find you someday somewhere
so that i might return this pain
but endless worlds of searching
have yielded nothing but regret
and the thing that burns inside the most
is that i haven't found you yet
two roads diverged in a wood and i
i took the one you did not travel by
and this has made the difference in our lives
two roads diverged in a wood and you
you couldn't see far enough ahead to follow through
you couldn't see my words were true
you couldn't see there was only you
☰ slowdeath
an edit a sequence of time and then
we stumble into the dark again
"and this is forever"
everything ended in collapse
just waiting for the next attack
"and this is forever"
hating all that never changes
fearing all that never bled
trying to be something more than nothing
and something less than dead
moving through the doorway
moving through the doorway
(lost) (cold) (alone)
tomorrow she would count the dead
tomorrow she would count the dead and pray
rewind roll the film
now it's killing time again
let's watch another story grim
as elsewhere it all begins
moving through the doorway
moving through the doorway
(and i always hated this)
it was then that i saw her face
a memory that time could not erase
twin pools of emptiness devoid of pain
and all i could do was turn away
tomorrow she would count the dead
tomorrow she would count the dead and pray
☰ fade
i turn my eyes away from you
and i feel like i'm three days dead
sitting in the same cold room
the memory of mockery
bursting bright new blood
i watch you...
tomorrow's scars upon my hands
i remember nothing
drifting pain away inside
stop cold heart pounding
jump uselessly and swing in time
i can't love you anymore...
the words they boil right out of me
in that same cold lifeless misery
i watch you walk away
i see you change
i know you fade
i watch you die and the memory fades...
i try to reason nothing
i feel so grey and dead
forever was a long time ago
twisting shapes that fail to fold
the faceless image in my head
i can't love you any more...
and all your lies still sound the same
i guess i knew you'd never change
and all the while life babbles on
in the same old tired flat endless song
i watch you die and the memory fades...
there's blood so much blood
on my hands and in this room
i can't distinguish face from wrists or eyes
i watch you draw your last breath
staring into nothing
i can't love you any more...
and all the words boil out of me
in that same cold lifeless misery
i watch you walk away
i see you change
i know you fade
i watch you die and the memory fades...
☰ angel
i had a dream
within it a child playing on a pier
and then i saw
behind him an old man praying in fear
the child was pushed he could not swim
he slowly sank beneath the waves
the old man cried the child had died
so that the village might be saved
and then the man
walked back into the village
he met a woman
who asked him where her son was
the man was mute he could not speak
he slowly turned and pointed at the sea
the woman fell and when she fell
she became an angel with white wings
i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
the man walked on
past the town and out into the fields
it was harvest time
the bitter crops gave up their meager yield
the crops were poor the town was thin
they could not live without the grain
the sacrifice of such a tiny life
to make the angel end their pain
but i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
the years went by
the old man constantly praying for rain
he killed and killed
but still the barren fields remained
he lost all hope took his own life
the last one left to sacrifice
the rains fell down upon the town
and the angel smiled a smile like ice
i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
i saw the angel
i saw the angel lying face down
☰ little miss sunshine [i]
there she goes my little miss sunshine
in her black clothes and attitude
daddy's little girl all dressed up in black lace
under all that white makeup
i doubt he'd even recognize her face
but she's got your number...
there she goes little miss sunshine
out on that floor she moves just like an angel
reach out to touch her and you stumble
you tried to speak to her but your words just crumbled
but she's got your number...
there she goes little miss sunshine
at the bar you bait her all evening
maybe buy her one or two drinks
she may look sweet but she's not really what you think
but she's got your number...
there she goes little miss sunshine
perfect example of what you'll never have
but if you're lucky and things go well
she'll take you into heaven
before sending you straight to hell
but she's got your number...
there she goes little miss sunshine
cold as stone her tongue drips with poison
of any feeling there's really no trace
but under all that white makeup lies a little girl's face
☰ unseen [ii]
keeping you in here
unseen by your eyes
burn away the part that won't work
burn away all hopes and dreams
light aflame all final life then die
darkness tunnel unseen light
the one that blocks your passage through
stench of burnt flesh keeps awake
the hatred deep inside of you
the one you loved you now shall kill
with hatred's final stare
teeth and nails will live on still
but no one really cares
burn away the part that won't work
burn away all hopes and dreams
light aflame all final life
unseen
☰ barbedwireroses [v]
something's not quite right
can't seem to put my finger on it
where did it all go wrong
but it seems nothing i can do will fix it
just staring at the walls and a bouquet
of one dozen barbed wire roses
how did it all fall apart
when everything seemed so perfect
was it there all along
or was it something completely random
i just don't understand
how i failed you
but sitting on the table there's a vase
filled with the broken stems
of one dozen barbed wire roses
what did i ever do to you
to deserve this treatment
was is something that i said or did or didn't do
every time i reach out to touch you you push me away
then five minutes later you're back again
but holding you in my arms
is like being stabbed by the thorns
of one dozen barbed wire roses
one dozen barbed wire roses
all for you
one dozen apologies
for all the hell you've put me through
one dozen excuses
for the things i've done
one dozen i love you's
and every one a lie
i cannot take this anymore
i won't even bother to try
these one dozen barbed wire roses
are just my way of saying goodbye
one dozen little metal petals slice into my flesh
☰ strangecountry
"it was you!"