Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skin of the Master, artist - Otep. Date of issue: 25.04.2011
Song language: English
Skin of the Master |
| (A soft procession of endless hymns |
| Swallowing bullets like sleeping pills) |
| Across the floor of an ancient room |
| It was not God, it was not the moon |
| The knives come out to protect the nest |
| Crying out in the wilderness |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| Mindless quarry |
| Less than livestock |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| They’re here to |
| Cut them up |
| Inside like swine |
| Broken bloated hive mind |
| Wet worms of hate |
| Devoted to decay |
| Inside my mind |
| Hidden beasts run wild |
| Until the prey subsides |
| The hunger will remain |
| (A soft procession of endless hymns |
| Swallowing bullets like sleeping pills) |
| The sound of the axe in the chopping block |
| The smell of the skin from afar |
| The night boils on to its cruel end |
| Crying out in the wilderness |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| Mindless quarry |
| Less than livestock |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| They’re here to |
| Cut them up |
| Inside like swine |
| Broken bloated hive mind |
| Wet worms of hate |
| Devoted to decay |
| Inside my mind |
| Hidden beasts run wild |
| Until the prey subsides |
| The hunger will remain |
| My worst fear is coming true I think I am becoming you |
| My worst fear is coming true I think I am becoming you |
| Skin of the master, mouth of the slave |
| My worst fear is coming true I think I am becoming you |
| My worst fear is coming true I think I am becoming you |
| Skin of the master, mouth of the slave |
| The sound of the axe |
| The smell of the skin |
| The night boils on |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| Mindless quarry |
| Less than livestock |
| They are not men |
| They are a flock |
| They’re here to |
| Fuck them up |
| Inside like swine |
| Broken bloated hive mind |
| Wet worms of hate |
| Devoted to decay |
| Inside my mind |
| Hidden beasts run wild |
| Until the prey subsides |
| The hunger will remain |
| Inside my mind |
| Wet worms of hate |
| Devoted to decay |
| Devoted to betray |
| The hunger will remain |
| They are not men |
| They are not men |
| They are not men |