The body is a temple
But yours is more a morgue
Filled with dead emotions
Forgotten and ignored
Left gray from all perversions
The stench and the decay
Betrayed by empty fingers
Fresh meat left on display
Cold skin screams validation
Inside still soft and pink
Black nails like beetle wings
I know what you must think
Chorus:
You're such a useless doll
Tatter worn and now
This is all you will be
Cuz you are dead to me
Little broken thing
With your plastic wings
Will you ever see
That you are dead to me
I just want to feel something
All I get from you is nothing
I just want to feel something
All you left me here was nothing
I just want to feel something
Just like you now I am nothing
The body is a temple
But yours is more a morgue
Filled with dead emotions
Forgotten and ignored
Can you feel this
Can you feel this
You can't feel this
supported by 10 fans who also own “Old Fashion Hellfire”
Been a fan of PIG for ages but this one really blew em all out of the water for me. Easily and rapidly became an all-time favorite album. The aesthetics and sounds merge perfectly into twisted and filthy blasphemous industrial glam rock. Cannot recommend enough and can barely pick a favorite track. pavilargo
supported by 9 fans who also own “Old Fashion Hellfire”
How can anyone actually pick a favorite song off this album?
Despite being gone for way too many years, PIG comes back with unquestionably his best album of all time. For years I've questioned and searched for an artist I can actually call my favorite of all time. This album cemented that answer as PIG. thesquidking