<p>I love monster hospital by metric, but the MSTRKRFT remix is better than the original...</p>
<p>I love White Gold, Soft Rock Star, On the Sly, Hustle Rose, Combat Baby, Dead Disco .... ahaha, yeah, I'll stop.</p>
<p>Immortal Technique - "The Cause of Death"</p>
<p>"Government ties, is really why the government lies
read it yourself instead of asking the government why
and then the cause of death will cause the propaganda to die."</p>
<p>konstantine by something corporate... just the entire song</p>
<p>I'd actually heard that song before, Alamode, but I have to disagree. If you think about the lyrical value of the "la-la-la's," they beat even the Fratellis' British "la-la-la's."</p>
<p>I like Police and the Private, too, Reverberates. At first, I wasn't really a fan, but now I really, really like that song. I think that Succexy is my favorite Metric song, though, then Wet Blanket, then Police and the Private. It's really so hard to choose, though. They're all so great.</p>
<p>Feverishly savouring my sordid, charnel chore, The rib cage and sternum I
frenziedly bore, Skin flayed and stripped as your torso is wrecked, A
grotesquely wrenched cavity now lays bare to dissect... A granular amorphous
mass is all that remains, Of the peritoneum which enshrouds the rotted
stomach, Tubucular enlargements extend across the abdomen, The gnarled cheese
like clumps I now hack... Necrotic tissue converted to casein, Omental bursa
caked and dried, My dissection kit now quite bedaubed, As I further sunder
your rotted insides... Blanketing the organs that once facilitated digestion,
Transversing the dead bowels like an apron over the intestine... A dried
crepitated mound of viscera, Innards desiccated during caseation, I gouge and
excoriate my way through the guts, Now ripped and mangled during
desecration... The disfigured gut now totally wasted, I regard the disinterred
stiff with a smirk, Decomposed, dissected and dismembered, I resplendently
admire my handiwork.</p>
<p>^Oh. ...Yum......?</p>
<p>Do you listen to Exhumed?</p>
<p>;)</p>
<p>Anything by Jethro Tull.</p>
<p>
[quote]
Feverishly savouring my sordid, charnel chore, The rib cage and sternum I
frenziedly bore, Skin flayed and stripped as your torso is wrecked, A
grotesquely wrenched cavity now lays bare to dissect... A granular amorphous
mass is all that remains, Of the peritoneum which enshrouds the rotted
stomach, Tubucular enlargements extend across the abdomen, The gnarled cheese
like clumps I now hack... Necrotic tissue converted to casein, Omental bursa
caked and dried, My dissection kit now quite bedaubed, As I further sunder
your rotted insides... Blanketing the organs that once facilitated digestion,
Transversing the dead bowels like an apron over the intestine... A dried
crepitated mound of viscera, Innards desiccated during caseation, I gouge and
excoriate my way through the guts, Now ripped and mangled during
desecration... The disfigured gut now totally wasted, I regard the disinterred
stiff with a smirk, Decomposed, dissected and dismembered, I resplendently
admire my handiwork.
[/quote]
</p>
<p>I bet it's a love song. ? :D</p>