Eternal Devotion to the Dark Goddess - Lyrics

I Used to be Young

I used to be young.
I used to be happy.
I used to be strong.

I used to wield power.
I used to have riches.
I used to be in love.

Now all I want is to see my enemies driven before me and tortured until their hearts are screaming.
To see every shred of defiance torn out of their quivering bodies
and confess to all their crimes and begging for mercy.

And as the dark goddess commands mercy will be granted.
For by the Dark Goddess' hand life will trouble them no more.

I used to believe that love would save me from the horror
and take away the pain and make me feel forever wanted.
I used to believe that everyone is judged on merit,
that working hard for endless hours guaranteed a shining future.

Now all I see is my image in effigy burning before me and mocking my naive hopes and shattered dreams.
Trust is a game. It feels so insane to learn that nothing is sacred.
No matter how deep inside you hide they will pry and suck out your marrow.

And as the Dark Goddess descends you will bid her welcome.
For by the Dark Goddess' hand all your pain will disappear.

I always knew it would come to this,
subversion is what I do best.
I used to fear what is to come
but now it only brings me peace.

Down the darkened corridors of a place that does not exist,
safe behind steel bolted doors, the secret crimes of state.

I see the tools before me
placed upon the table one by one,
hooks and blades to tear inside me
and a couple of thumb screws just for good measure.

The needle slides into me,
their poison fills me drop by drop,
all at once my world is burning,
the cuffs dig in as I try to tear my flesh off.

I feel their shrieking voices,
smashing my defenses blow by blow,
probing deep with vulgar questions
and no one cares how they get the answers.

I fight with every fiber,
my body's breaking piece by piece,
holding on in desperation,
if I can just stay sane they'll pay the price.

When they tear into my mind they will choke on what they find.
And when they stare into my eyes what they see will make them blind.

A voice that's too familiar.
A face I recognize.

You used to be God's gift to the firm.
What the fuck happened to you?

Masters of the Universe

Twenty-three and going nowhere.
Sixty hour weeks but the bosses don't care
I'm everybody's fool 'cause I play by the rules
and all my rivals are breaking them.

I'm tired of getting screwed by those ignorant worms.
I've got the talent and the drive to be running this firm.
So when my double-dealing boss crossed me one last time,
in went the knife, I never looked back.

Business is war and business is booming.
Attacking all the margins and I'm making a killing.
Buying out my enemies and looting the corpses,
sacrificed to the bottom line.

I spin and I lie and I use corporate spies,
anything it takes to get you suckers to buy.
Gonna FUD you in the ass until you trust only me
and then bait and switch, ain't it a bitch?

I'll rewrite the laws and enslave the community
and keep my stocks high with human impunity.
It's all about capital, that's what they say,
but to me there is simply no other way.

Don't give me that bleeding hearted bullshit,
save it for the shame-filled liberal hordes.
Why should I give to the weak and the poor?
They breed like fucking rabbits and they always need more.
Take another look at the nature you worship survival is the only rule,
the only rule for the masters, master of the universe.

We are Legion. We are one. Marvel at what we've become.
I serve one master and he's not a man. R.O.I. is what he demands.

Jeffrey, my buddy, my shrewd old pal,
but you trusted me and so where are you now?
Your company's mine and it's doing just fine.
In the boardroom I'm nobody's friend.

Darlene, oh sweet Darlene,
strutting like a pin-striped beauty queen.
Trying to climb the ladder while down on your knees,
but all you ever got was fucked.

Torsen, my mentor, gray-haired man,
your knowledge was always a part of the plan.
I blackmailed the board, now they'll do as I say.
It's a cut-throat world and I am the blade.

As for you others, you don't matter,
so what if your retirement is all in tatters.
Liquidation's just a part of the scam,
say the words: In God We Trust.

Don't give me that bleeding-hearted bullshit,
save it for the Sunday morning mass.
The church is the original Ponzi scheme,
they take all your money while they sell you a dream
and praying for salvation is just spiritual greed.

You want that corner office in heaven, next to Jesus,
with the Virgin Mary as your private secretary.
Admit it, you're just like me, and you wanna be
one of the masters, master of the universe.

We are Legion. We are one. Worship all that we've become.
Hear the angels knocking at heaven's door,
they don't want ascension they only want more.

Mother, I know you'd not approve
of the deals that I've made and the people I used,
but you should have seen the look in your eyes
when I gave you those diamonds they sparkled and shined.

Father, oh how can I explain
that great wealth and power come only one way?
But when you walked through my mansion your chest filled with pride,
and when I said you'd inspired me you broke down and cried.

This is what you wanted.
This is what we dream of.
This is what we worship.
This is what brings us closer to God.

Spare me your judgement you self-righteous fools,
you all love a bastard when he's fighting for you.
And only I can protect you from those worse than me,
so if you want your cut, you'll do as I please.
I'm your master. I'm your master.

We are Legion. We are one. Kneel before what we've become.
Neither predator nor prey but something divine,
and our essence will live until the end of time.

And though my hands were far beyond cleansing, I kept my heart pure.
What a waste.

My Angel

I hardly know her,
she seems so far away,
but I could love her
and give her all I have to offer.

Oh, I can feel the ice form in my heart,
but I long to touch her.
Could I stand to watch her turn away from me?
But do I dare approach her?

My wish was granted,
she smiled as she spoke my name.
And I was gracious,
I took her hand and held it gently.

Oh, I could see the joy inside her eyes
as she blushed so shyly.
And I knew that I could never let her go,
I was hers forever.

My angel,
my true love,
my one and only desire.
So precious,
so trusting,
so pure and undespoiled.
My angel.

I saw her every day and I'd relish every moment.
A thousand words I'd say, her feelings for me growing stronger.

Come with me, to a place of love and beauty.
Come with me, let no one come between.
Leave behind a world that's full of lust and envy.
Take my hand, I'll show you what love means.

One night you'll have a wonderful dream,
the kind where you'll never want to wake up,
but when you do, tell me that dream and I'll make it all come true.

That is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.
I promise you I'll tell you my dream and I promise all my love to you.

I took her to a celebration,
there was dinner, there was dancing,
and gracefully she moved across the floor.
I turned my back for just a moment
and there he was so suave and dashing
and I could not believe my burning eyes.

He was dancing with my angel,
holding her so gently,
staring into her eyes,
filling them with his lies.

I watched her look into his eyes and saw her sweet surrender,
a yearning look she'd never shown to me.
Her heart beat faster, her eyes grew wider, and faithless cunt grew wet,
and I became a distant memory.

I could barely move.
I could barely breath,
and deep inside a voice was screaming...was screaming!

Walk over there and smash his pretty face in.
Make him bleed. Make the son of a bitch beg for mercy.
Shove your fist down his fucking throat.
But I did nothing. I did nothing!

If she wants that lying pretty boy mother fucker
then she can fucking well have him.
That stupid bitch! I would have done anything for her,
anything she asked, anything at all.
Why do they do this every goddamn time?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I am a worthless pile of shit
and I deserve to die, alone.

She came to me, in my misery,
saying she was sorry, telling me the story:
of how she gave in to his passion
and they made love in every fashion,
of how he pinned her to the floor
and treated her just like a whore.

My heart was breaking.
My blood was boiling.
I should have stopped him.
I should have killed him!

One night and he was gone
and she could barely carry on,
crying on my shoulder,
wanting me to hold her.
But something wasn't right.
She took his abuse with no objection.
What she didn't like was the sting of his rejection.

It was then I realized my broken angel would never be mine,
could never be mine, and never was mine.
Even after all that she had been through
she was still in love with him!

I pushed that bitch away
and shouted in her face,
hateful things to burn her soul.
I was losing all control.
She got down on her knees
and mouthed to me a thousand pleas,
begging me to take her back,
but all I could see...all I could see

was his hands all over her body
and his cock fucking all of her holes,
her face shoved into the carpet,
and her mouth screaming for more.

Stop! Ease off. Come to your senses.
Can't you see that she's defenseless?
Calm down. Hold back. You're too upset.
Don't do something you'll regret.

Oh how I wanted to forgive her, and give her my love again.
And how I wanted to believe her, that it could all be the same once more.
But as I tried to open my heart the agony forced it shut.
And then I knew this was the beginning of the end of my life.

Look what you've done to me!

"Please forgive me", she did cry.
I used my fist for my reply.
It didn't feel like I thought it would.
In fact it felt too fucking good.
All my self control was gone,
her whimpering just egged me on,
wailing away like a man possessed
until her face was a bloody mess.

If you really loved me how could you do this to me?
How dare you ask such a question, who did you love when you were dancing?
Oh, I have learned my lesson let me make it up to you.
But every time I see your face I'll remember,
and forever there'll be a hole inside me,
bringing me pain, and screaming your name.

You never know what you're capable of until you no longer care.
And pray you never know the pleasure of destroying something you've loved.
I had my way with her, her screams still ring in my ears.
And as I tore her limb from limb I saw her for what she was...
just another promise...betrayed.

"I would have done the same thing if I were you."

"She deserved it, the slut!"

"Immoral. Indecent."

"Indeed, running off with that gigolo, the woman had no self-respect at all."

"The harlot."

"She was beneath you."

"And no big loss."

"What did you ever see in her?"

"Don't worry, this will all be taken care of."

"You won't spend a day in jail."

"Come now, we have much work to do."

You can't afford to lose me can you?
It doesn't matter what I did you just can't afford to lose me.
It's just about the money isn't it?
It's just about power and control...
I...I can live with that.

The Evil Men Do

Bound and castrated,
stripped of my will,
swallowed by the machine.
They had the pictures,
they had the proof,
and now I was their slave.

All I used to be, meaningless vanities.
Nothing left of me but the need to destroy.

I tracked down the bastard who defiled my angel,
used my power to make him suffer.
I made that mother fucker pay.
I destroyed him in the media,
got him fired,
evicted,
arrested,
charged,
and convicted,
all on falsified evidence,
sent him up the river,
maximum security.
But I did not stop there,
his entire family felt my wrath.
His father's company, bankrupted.
His mother's surgery, denied.
His brothers I made destitute.
His baby sister ended up a crack whore.
I paid someone to rape her,
rob her,
and beat the bitch half to death.
And none of them ever knew who it was who did it to them
or that anyone had done it at all,
but still, I was not satisfied.

Filled with self-hatred,
drowning in guilt,
but oh, how I love what I do.
When there is a problem
they call me to fix it,
and they keep their hands clean.

You would not believe the depth of depravity.
You don't want to see that you should never trust again.

The rule of law stood between us and higher profits,
that had to change.
Policemen,
politicians,
judges,
C.I.A.
Secret Service,
all just ordinary men and women who can be corrupted,
bribed,
threatened,
fired,
blackmailed,
brainwashed,
or even liquidated if necessary.
We'd throw lavish parties,
shower them with gifts:
drugs,
hookers,
gold and diamonds;
allowed them to live out their wildest fantasies,
no matter how perverse,
whatever it took to get them hooked.
The payback was huge.
Millions became billions.
We had access to everywhere.
Now we write the laws.
We are the government.
Making the world safe for corporate greed.
This is no longer democracy, this is Kleptocracy.

No one knows the evil men do
at the helm of the machine.
No one hears the cries of the fallen,
the machine has only one speed.
I can't count the lives I have laid waste to.
Can't stop if I tried because the beast must feed.

All my rivals fell quickly before the power of the firm.
I was to be the next C.E.O.
with a direct line to the president,
but there was another,
strong and clever,
a true believer,
son of the chairman,
a danger to me.
So I killed all his big ideas,
ensured his failure,
left him for dead,
or so I thought.
But one day I was called before board.

"A decision has been made."

I was no longer needed.

"Your tactics are too extreme."

"We need to clean up our image."

I was given a choice.

"Accept our generous severance package
or have your sordid past turned over to the D.A."

My rival took my place and I was forced out.

Death's Angel

Like a cancer they cut me out of their body
and threw me upon the refuse pile of the world.

I swore to destroy their system,
the greedy bastards and capitalistic scum,
set fire to their glorious mansions
and hear the screams of their daughters and wives.
Fantasies of atrocities
flooding into my burning mind,
but slowly I realized
that it was more than just them who had to die...

The corrupt politicians who smile as they lie.
The self-righteous elites who tell us what's right.
The corporate heads who work us into our graves.
The hordes in the malls who want everything now.
The hypocrite priests who sell us false dreams.
The dealers of pleasure who make us all addicts.
The peace-keeping soldiers with blood stained hands.
The mobs in the streets insanely naive.
The knuckle-dragging throwbacks who live in the past.
The social crusaders who make things even worse.
And the millions of drones who will never rebel,
afraid for their lives as the world goes to hell.

If that's what they want, they can have it, a world drowning in shit.
But now that I have seen the ugly truth I know that I can never go back.
To kill myself so seductive, but with a bullet, that's no way to die.
I will kill myself with pleasure, every indulgence my money can buy.

Death's Angel, take me away from the pain.
Death's Angel, show your mercy, end this life, take my hand.
Death's Angel, take me away from the pain.
Death's Angel, why don't you take me away?

Sometimes when I dream I can feel her,
my angel,
a ray of warmth shining on my tortured soul
and I am whole again.
But as I wake her fleeting touch
leaves burning wounds that never heal.
For just one taste of heaven
I pay in the fires of hell.
Fate is cruel,
and if there is a god it deserves to die.

You lost your faith.

I did not lose my faith it was taken from me,
but I found something better.

Dragged into the jungle,
beaten to a pulp.
Freedom fighters looking for a bounty.
Stripped, bound, and gagged,
raped and degraded,
but no matter how I begged they refused to kill me.

You're worth more to us alive gabacho pendejo.

I should have given in and swallowed all the pain.
I should have given in and let them have their way.
I should have given in and become their little whore.
But I could not give in and so I went to war.

You should have tied me up a little tighter, cabron.

Deep in the night while all were sleeping
I struggled like a madman but at last I was free.
Bloody and bruised but full of hatred,
damn right I found the strength to take my revenge.

Every one of them who'd laid a finger on me
died with a scream as I tore out his entrails
and every one of them who had ever abused me
awoke to find his severed cock shoved down his throat.

Who's the master now?
Oh, I remember,
I remember who I am.

Death's Angel, don't you dare take away my pain.
Death's Angel, in suffering we are born again.
Death's Angel, show no mercy, I can take all that you've got.
Death's Angel, fill me with your burning love.