M. Gira - I See Them All Lined Up

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[@chuckmcluckin6082]

Wow, this is nothing like it was on Soundtracks. A whole different kind of disturbing, and I am here for it

[@s3xyn0sfera2]

Song for Home Owners' Association members

[@gofuserect]

1 of the greatest songs ever!~

[@robertrossignol4445]

Even better that we have four different versions of it.

[@clyde2599]

@@robertrossignol4445 FOUR??? Where's the fourth one?

[@j.prt.979]

Clyde yeah I can only think of 3: sftb, swans are dead, and drainland

[@jeffsaxon3728]

Emergency benefit concert for Jarboe.

[@Azzamanify]

@@clyde2599 There is a German version on Die Tur Ist Zu

[@ShitStaindGod]

Some of the best and darkest lyrics ever written. Like Marquise de Sade meets Nick Cave.

[@jonathanwhitfield2864]

This sounds like hell. Disturbing doesn't even come close.

[@SansRedGoddess]

M. Gira - I See Them All Lined Up Lyrics: [Verse 1] I see them all lined up Like broken children at the wall Their skin is hanging off in sheets Each face is painted like a whore Their blood is shining in the sun Their wounds are powdered with white salt Their lips are shaping silent words: I see my name as it spills out I see them walking on their knees Led in a chain by laughing girls I see them sucking on the dirt As if inhaling the whole world And one by one their throats are cut And each one sings his choking song And each one sings his lullaby And each one falls and then he's gone [Refrain] And I feel good Yeah I feel fine Yeah I feel good And I've been waiting far too long [Verse 2] I see their bodies in the pyre Leaking black smoke into the flames And all the people stand around Shaping lips into my name And soon the sun begins to sink Behind a wall of dirty air I see their bones there in the pile And taste the smell of burning hair And all the children howl for milk The rain spits down a million knives I see you running through the field I see you running for your useless life I feel you choking on your tongue I feel your breath attack your chest The dogs are ripping at your feet I see you bleeding out your happiness [Refrain] And I feel good Yeah I feel fine And I feel good I finally got back what was always rightfully mine

[@kisawisa1769]

To me, this is what all of the dark industrial of the 80s was trying to accomplish, but often felt awkward and forced due to the production, that is finally achieved.

[@martinjcooke72]

Maldoror gone bleak

[@JRodriguez88]

Beautiful song. Keep running for your useless lives.