The Bronx Casket Co.
Album • 2001
It's taken far too long to make me believe The doubt you feel inside can set you free I'll never suffer, fear to be true Chaos reigns at God's front door And Jesus doesn't live here anymore No more This trip won't clean your soul, not man or priest It's how you live your life that brings you peace I'll never suffer, fear to be true The glory of the kingdom for God's selected few Fiction ruled a thousand years Absolution in disguise Now chaos reigns at God's front door And Jesus doesn't live here anymore I need the answers to every question Why am I here, how should I feel Neither dead nor living Lead me and I'll follow Show me where to stand and kneel I choose freedom I choose freedom Freedom
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Why kill each other to teach each other To teach each other not to make the other bleed We fight this feeling, this burning feeling This burning feeling that says bring them to their knees And take away their need to find another way and let the darkness fade Instead of voices that should guide me, I hear a symphony of rage And when infection is your driver, then am I really here or am I really just the other me I am your demon in sheepskin clothing In sheepskin clothing you can never see beneath Look at this mirror, this shattered mirror This shattered mirror can't show you what you can believe or how it can deceive Rid me of this cell Find a seam and run like hell Run like hell The other me will hack you up and hide you in the walls The other me can't help but think that's right where you belong Spread your wings and fly away Fly away from here
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Fingers in every single hole, trying to stop this bleeding dyke Vultures feed on what is left of this pathetic life Is the tide rising I need to know You could die trying I need to know How can we live Our lives spent sewing the dead Brings me to my knees I spend my time in a private room with dirt walls six feet high No matter how I clean my cage, the roaches multiply If I die trying Who gets my soul If I die crying Who cares to know How can we live Our lives spent sewing the dead Brings me to my knees And how can we fly if life's spent sewing the dead Who will set me free It's only depth that seperates this old rut from a grave And if I fill the ground with gold, my demons come to play
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Time is a thief, death is a whore Fear is a parasite, nothing more All these things put into play A natural slide into decay Everything ends Everything dies Not my job to question why In our circle, on our own Nothing more than home sweet home All that I ask All that you pray Don't make a difference when you come my way I am vanity laid to rest Trying to make you look your very best Who does every filthy job Who does all the things you hate to see I will send you to the void I survive eternity The Bronx Casket Company Forgive me father for I am sin Faith and hope won't let me in If I beg, if I plead I will poison the cup of their belief Why would you struggle When will you learn Prayer won't help as the temple burns Meet your maker, get in line You look like hell, you'll be just fine Time is a thief, death is a whore Working together that what friends are for Follow that tunnel, follow that light Be forewarned that they could bite You won't see me as I follow You will be the last to know Torn out pages, broken chapters Life and death joined at the seams This is the way it always ends If you're with me, you've reached the end Lonely days Lonely nights Dead by day Dead by night
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Life goes on and on with little things unnoticed I won't take the time, you won't understand Love can find a way into the corner room where only few can go and fewer can remain No need to hide your pain, no need to feel the same Through darkened skies the sun still seems to know my name My valentine Black valentine One man's piece of gold is another's piece of stone Half the battle seems to be which road to try Look into these eyes, they won't betray the feeling she had given me And I had locked away Looks like a brand new day, a chance to find my way Looks like I put her off, my life can't end today My valentine Black valentine Want to believe in you, but you never rescued me Which door is the truth behind and which is misery If life was a different game, I could control the day I could make the clock stand still and keep everyday the same But when your dream is to fly, life has a different view You have to believe in me and I in you
Take this life (Take this life away piece by piece) Long forgotten soul All is lost (All is lost in a flood of grey) Wasted, burnout, fool You'd like to see me fall Answer the bell, the call You'd like to see me stay I just can't find my way I can't seem to find her Alone while she sleeps I know death by her true name Maryjane Killing Maryjane Face this pain (Face this pain of reality) That's how the gods can kill Death from life (Death from life is what she brings) Access, excess, thrill This can't be how it ends Bittersweet, my lonely friend This can't be all I am It's time I take a stand Marilyn won't be asking for any worms today He ain't going hungry either way The prophet who can lead them, even dangerous from the grave, won't have the key once you become its slave Can't you see the writing, the writing on the wall Marilyn won't be asking for any worms today Marilyn's not the problem anyway
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Life keeps growing, boundaries falling, it's knocking me in my grave And if I recover, I find I discover, it's me that's become its slave Pushed from the mountain, lost in a free fall, waiting for black to come The sound of the splatter can be heard forever, ending what I've become I can take you by the hand I can lead you through this land But when the hangman comes to call, it's up to you to stand or fall Oh, it's just my heart that's breaking Oh, it's just my soul you taking Cast aside with self-inflicted pain No one dies from broken dreams And when you're dead who hears you scream How much could this corpse feel anyway Dead for the moment Pile it on me, stack it to heaven, can't make a dead man stay He looks so peaceful, hard to believe a fire is on its way I won't be here long, this box is just too small, won't break but I can bend I'm painting it all black to mark this arrival, wake up... it's time again Try to keep yourself alive, even if you're dead inside And if you follow, take the lead There's only so much you can bleed Over and over breaking out of these chains Lost in the moment trying to beat this same old game Who will be there when I put out my hand Who will be there and what will be the cost Things have a way of getting out of control Things have a way of working out when everything seems lost
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
I need your face to help me through this Your smiling face will bring me to it Let's me and you have a talk of torture You'd never believe what I can see You'd never believe what I can be Blue collar horror A suicidal man Blue collar horror Am I evil Yes I am Not what I seem, something's changing Watch me unfold, rearranging Let's me and you have that talk once again Now you can believe what I do Now you can believe I've nothing to lose If I could see it some other way You could be here, but a victim you'd stay Taken for granted Left there for dead Argue with voices that ring in my head
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
When the day is over And the people gone A gypsy road will take me home A place for the freakshow The rare and the odd A traveling world where you're never alone Step right up, you won't believe what's hidden behind here Come see the sickest show on Earth Creeperia Creeperia To the left of the midway Through the bible belt A southern final resting place At the liar's table Where the tale is told Taking money from townies young and old All this mystery, smoke and mirrors, designed to deceive you Just like taking candy from a babe Are you free to wander Twisted tortured soul Are you dead or living There but for the grace of God go I
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
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