Machines Of Loving Grace Lyrics

Album: Concentration

Albert Speer

We have faced despair 

and found a river there 

we have faced despair 

and found a river there 

we have sucked the fruit of disease 

and found that it tasted sweet 

like meat gone bad 

sleep warmly under columns of light 

sleep warmly under columns of light 

sleep warmly under columns of light 

sleep with the fishes tonight 

all alone in this recluse car 

became afraid of what we are 

and what we might not be 

in the land of the free 

land of the free 

land of the free 

land of the free 

land of the free 

smell the ripe overripe budding America 

a sweetfaced straightlaced pornographic actress 

that's her draw - 

no one can believe she'd appear in this smut 

her face smiling perfect through innocent teeth 

unaware of the debauchery beneath 

smiling innocent through perfect teeth 

unaware of the wolves running 

wild in her streets 

in the land of the free 

land of the free 

land of the free 

land of the free 

get em up get em 

down on their knees 

all praise to Allah 

who provides what we need 

a Swiss precision suicide machine 

Jesus Christ 

Soul on Ice 

sleep with the mother fuckin 

fishes tonight