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~Grefter, Consumer of Infants



IT IS NO SECRET THAT WE HERE AT THE BURNING GATES OF YOG-SOTHOTH (OH HOW ARE WE TODAY YOU ASK? WE ARE BURNING) HOLD THE GREAT DAVID BOWIE IN THE HIGHEST OF ESTEEM. AS THIS IS "DAVID BOWIE IS AWESOME AND YOU WILL WORSHIP HIS DIVINE OFFERING" MILLENNIUM, WE HAVE DEDICATED THIS TRIBUTE ALBUM OF ALL HIS GREATEST WORKS TO YOU. AGAIN WE ASK YOU SUBHUMAN BEINGS (SEEINGS AS HOW WE HAVE MADE YOUR SPLEENS EAT THEMSELVES AND EXPLODE, YOU NO LONGER ARE COMPLETELY HUMAN. YOU ARE WELCOME THAT WE HAVE GRACED YOU WITH THIS UNHOLY SEXY ACT) TO CHOOSE WHICH IS THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE SHRINE TO HOW AWESOME WE ARE EVEN THOUGH IT IS MERELY A PIECE OF WORSHIP TO A GREATER BEING AND THE PROPHET OF OUR DARK GODS OF SEXY.

SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, ON BEHALF OF OUR BENEVOLENT PRODUCERS, EUROCORP (WHO SAY TO SHADY THOUSAND, BACK OFF, WE KNOW WHERE YOU WORK. WE TOLERATE YOUR EXISTENCE ONLY BECAUSE WE HAVE RESPECT FOR A LIKE-MINDED GROUP THAT DO NOT INTERFERE WITH OUR TERRITORY) WE PRESENT TO YOU AS YOU STARE DEEPLY AND LONGINGLY INTO THE HYPNOTUBES (IGNORE THE AGENTS BEHIND YOU, THEY ARE YOUR FRIEND, THE PERSUADATRON IS NOT A PERSUADATRON BUT A CUTE ADORABLE PUPPY THAT LOVES YOU) WE GIVE YOU THE PRODUCT OF OUR LONG STAY IN TIBET BETWEEN ALBUMS (ANY WHO THOUGHT WE WERE DOING NOTHING BETWEEN OUR GRINDING DEATH METAL ALBUMS OF AURAL DISSONANT ORGIES HAVE BEEN TRULY SHOWN THE LIGHT THAT IS EMITTED FROM THE END OF THE BARREL OF A GUN. MUZZLE FLASH IS DIVINE INSIGHT.): DAVID BOWIE IS THE PROPHET OF THE COMING OF OUR DARK LORD WHO WILL RULE ALL OVER YOU ALL AND DEVOUR YOU ALL PAINFULLY AND SLOWLY AS YOU ARE DRIVEN INSANE AND WE LAUGH UNCONTROLLABLY AS WE ALSO DESCEND INTO INSANITY ALL WHILE PLAYING THE CHORUS OF YOUR DEMISE.

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Track 1.

Seven Years in Tibet.

ARE YOU OKAY? YOU'VE BEEN SHOT IN THE HEAD, AND I'M HOLDING YOUR BRAINS.

THE INSPIRATION FOR SO MUCH OF THE PAST FEW MONTHS.

Track 2.

John I'm Only Dancing.

SHE TURNS ME ON.

FUJIN IS SINGING THIS ONE IN HONOUR OF HER FANS FOR THAT HORRIBLE TIME AT CHRISTMAS WHERE SEIFER WAS BREAKING DOWN AND HAVING A CRY SO FUJIN DANCED WITH ZOPHAR TO MAKE HIM SHUT THE HELL UP. OR MAYBE IT WAS TO GET AWAY FROM HIM. OR SOMETHING. IT DOESN'T MATTER, WE KICKED HIM DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS ANYWAY. GOOD TIMES.

Track 3.

Starman.

THERE'S A STARMAN, WAITING IN THE SKY. HE'D LIKE TO COME AND MEET US, BUT HE THINKS HE'D BLOW OUR MINDS.

THE PROPHET IS SPEAKING TO YOU ALL THROUGH THIS SONG, SHOWING THE COMING DOOM OF OUR GREAT DARK ELDER GOD. YOG-SOTHOTH IS THE GATE AND YOU WILL GO THE SAME WAY AS YOUR SPLEEN.

Track 4.

V-2 Schneider.

IN THE WORDS OF THE GREAT PHILOSOPHER LLEWELYN, THERE ARE NO WORDS.

A GREAT PIECE, BIG ON THE DRUM MACHINE PART SINCE WE LOVE TO HAVE THURSDAY PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS OCCASIONALLY. SHIGEO TAKES UP THE SAXOPHONE IN THIS PIECE. FUJIN ALSO TOOK UP A NEW INSTRUMENT JUST FOR THIS TRACK, BRINGING IN THE V-2 ROCKET THAT THE SONG WAS ORIGINALLY PARTLY TITLED AFTER. ALSO KRAFTWERK DO INDEED ROCK THE HOUSE.

Track 5.

Shopping for Girls.

BETWEEN THE DEAD RING ASH OF EXTREME DEFENSE, THE LONELY GROUPS OF COMPANY BOTS, SNAPPING PICTURES OF SCRAWNY LIMBS AND TOOTHY GRINS. THESE ARE CHILDREN RIDING NAKED ON THEIR TOURIST PALS WHILE THE HOLLOWS THAT PASS FOR EYES WELL FROM WITHDRAWAL, AS HE LIES ON A MATTRESS IN A RAT INFESTED ROOM, TALKING 'BOUT HIS FAMILY AND THE COLD BACK HOME.

THE TIN MACHINE TRULY WAS AN INSPIRATIONAL TIME FOR US. A RETURN TO THE GRIM HARD GUITAR OF DOOM, WELL NOT QUITE, BUT IT IS IMPORTANT TO REMEMBER YOUR ROOTS AFTER A LONG TIME WITH THE ELECTRONIC TAKING PLACE. SO AFTER V-2 SCHNEIDER IT IS FITTING THAT WE BRING YOU A BEAUTIFUL DOOMED GUITAR TRACK FROM AN ERA THAT WAS ALSO DOOMED TO BE UNSUCCESSFUL (REGRETTABLY, AS TIN MACHINE AND TIN MACHINE 2 ARE GOOD ALBUMS) MARKET-WISE. THE PROPHET WARNED THE WORLD OF THEIR DOOM AND THEY DID NOT HEED THE MESSAGES. WHICH LEADS TO THE TRAGIC DEMISE THAT WILL COME TO YOU ALL FOR YOUR IGNORANCE. WHICH BRINGS US TO THE NEXT TRACK.

Track 6.

5:15 The Angels Have Gone.

5:15 TRAIN OVERDUE, ANGELS HAVE GONE. NO TICKET, I'M JUMPING TRACKS, I'M CHANGING TOWNS.

IN THE WORDS OF ANOTHER GREAT MAN "SO LONG AND THANKS FOR ALL THE FISH". CHUMPS.

Track 7.

Saviour Machine.

PLEASE DON'T BELIEVE IN ME, PLEASE DISAGREE WITH ME. LIFE IS TOO EASY, A PLAGUE SEEMS QUITE FEASIBLE NOW, OR MAYBE A WAR, OR I MAY KILL YOU ALL. DON'T LET ME STAY, DON'T LET ME STAY. MY LOGIC SAYS BURN SO SEND ME AWAY. YOUR MINDS ARE TOO GREEN, I DESPISE ALL I'VE SEEN. YOU CAN'T STAKE YOUR LIVES ON A SAVIOUR MACHINE.
I NEED FLYING, AND I'LL SHOW THAT DYING, IS LIVING BEYOND REASON, SACRED DIMENSION OF TIME. I PERCEIVE EVERY SIGN, I CAN STEAL EVERY MIND.

THIS TIME IS PAST, YOU HAVE ALREADY IGNORED THE MESSAGE. WE WILL DESTROY YOU.

Track 8.

Five Years.

PUSHING THROUGH THE MARKET SQUARE, SO MANY MOTHERS SIGHING. NEWS HAD JUST COME OVER, WE HAD FIVE YEARS LEFT TO CRY IN. NEWS GUY WEPT AND TOLD US, EARTH WAS REALLY DYING. CRIED SO MUCH HIS FACE WAS WET, SO I KNEW HE WAS NOT LYING.

AGAIN, YOU WERE WARNED A LONG TIME AGO BY THE DIVINE PROPHET AND AGAIN YOU IGNORED HIM. TRULY HIS GIFTS WERE IMMENSE TO BE ABLE TO SHOW THE WORLD THE TRUTH THROUGH MUSIC SO DELICIOUS AND SEXY THAT FOOLS WOULD TAKE IT AS ENTERTAINMENT (ALTHOUGH IT IS VERY ENTERTAINING AND AROUSING).

Track 9.

Running Gun Blues.

I COUNT THE CORPSES ON MY LEFT, I FIND I'M NOT SO TIDY, SO I BETTER GET AWAY, BETTER MAKE IT TODAY. I'VE CUT TWENTY-THREE DOWN SINCE FRIDAY. BUT I CAN'T CONTROL IT, MY FACE IS DRAWN, MY INSTINCT STILL EMOTES IT.

YOUR DOOM IS COMING. THE END IS NIGH.

  • Seven years in Tibet.
  • John I'm Only Dancing.
  • Starman.
  • V-2 Schneider.
  • Shopping For Girls.
  • 5:15 The Angels Are Gone.
  • Saviour Machine.
  • Five Years.
  • Running Gun Blues.


Grefter
It was a bleak day on the front. Everyone knew it was the final days. No ammunition left, with what they had used having no effect, everyone was down to their shovels and tins of mushroom cheese avacado soup left.

A loud crash is heard a few trenches over. Cries of "It's Game Over Man. IT'S GAME OVER!" can be heard for miles. Then the wave hits.

THERE WAS A STARMAN WAITING IN THE SKY. YOU BLEW IT. YOUR MIND IS BLOWN NOW.

DO NOT PASS GO. DO NOT COLLECT 200 DOLLARS. DO NOT INSERT MORE TOKENS TO CONTINUE. YOUR WORLD IS FORFEIT. GAME OVER.


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Track 2: 2
Track 3: 9
Track 4: 1
Track 5: 5
Track 6: 8
Track 7: 5
Track 8: 2
Track 9: 6