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by BITE MARX

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Kiss me, judas Kiss me judas , Don’t make me wait Don’t be so prudish. For heavens sake Lay one on me. Don’t be ashamed Ill be a zombie in just 3 days Because tonight you’ll set me up You’re gonna set me up You’re gonna set me up Kiss me judas. Im in the mood Now eat my body. Because I’m food Ill give you 3 spikes You put me up Water to wine, then drink my blood Then you’re gonna set me up Tonight you’ll set me up Youre gonna set me up You’ll set me up Tomorrow at the palace They’re pardoning barabbas Then the thorny coronation And the 39 lashes That’s when pontius pilate Gets super O.C.D. Starts washing off his hands And seeing things in threes After you set me up Tonight you set me up You’re gonna set me up You’ll set me up
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Small rooms Expose your evidence explain its relevance walk the corridors of these small rooms To satisfy your need for proof To solve this mystery, this buildings history Passing these small rooms Youll see his face hell see you too Hell see you too In the corner of your vision apparition Intuition, that face Sweaty evil stranger in the small rooms Turns to vapor and waits In 1964, this was the children’s ward Mental hospital, within these walls Were prisoners and criminals One kept breaking in They would find him With the children With sick intents Next time that they caught him breaking in They gave him something strong in a syringe His murder brought an end to the abuse They buried him and set his spectre loose on these small rooms on these small rooms on these small rooms on these small rooms
3.
Eunuch tantrum Im not in the mood to talk about your mistruths And watch you condemning all the people you knew You act like you think that you’re an agent from god A self- proclaimed empath, both you’re not You say that mankind has seven years left If life on this planet still looks better than death Ive seen azrael as im walking downtown Checking off names putting people in the ground The people are revolting The people are revolting Directed energy weapons leave no marks on clothing Watch your p and q-anon drops Laugh at people waiting at bus stops Single sighted squinting cyclops Pretend you’re not the cum trough Get out there and hurt some body Get out there and hurt somebody Its the only thing that makes you happy Go to a meeting tell them one of your stories The people are revolting The people are revolting The people are revolting Get out there and practice self-loathing Im not here to screw or to take your abuse I gave it a year but still I never got through Its weird what people do for a little good sex But I know that its due to the fact that you’re possessed The people are revolting The people are revolting The people are revolting Get out there and hurt somebody
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Holy Hegemony Plagued by answers without questions Burdened under this forced collection This albatross around our necks Pokes holes into the Canon text This is what spawns partisans Taking control back into our hands Words disguised as jagged breath Against those getting rich off death Nos voro venenum Watch out pedestrians Fall out of your traps Sometimes the prey’s gonna fight back Cross my heart and hope to die In my attempt to stay alive This ground that burns beneath our feet These fertile fields of grey concrete Lifting off the heavy yoke Before another spine is broke Once you’ve seen behind the screen There’s us and them and nil between Bleach it till its black Gregor on his back Midas in reverse Ignoring it only makes it worse Set adrift with the abandoned ships That choke the municipal bay The glowing archipelago Made from hazardous waste We’ve dropped the hammer On our foes We’ve shot off almost every toe Were drowning in our spoon-fed lies We need so we can sleep at night Let me hold your prosthetic hand We”ll protect as we take your land We’ll give you our brand of autonomy Dictated by industry There’s nothing left to fear Your prince is finally here Now meet your sister-wives and get in line What’s yours is mine until the end of time What’s yours is mine What’s yours is mine What’s yours is mine
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Rorschach of Despair Pestered by a public I actively avoid They guess I don’t have troubles Of my own to fill the void Neuro-divergent half-wits Think they’re in control While the mental-minimal onslaught Somehow leads the polls Too many people too many problems All shooting off their mouths Drunk on junk and gasoline Inside a burning house This Rorschach of despair This chalice of crimson Meade By the ankle you are snared And hang for eternity Watch your loved ones suffer As they try and take your mask Be the first one in your neighborhood To live to be the last Overwhelming apathy because Really, what’s the point? Everybody’s destiny is Determined by the coin Bored of drugs and torture And over strife and pain Porno so perverse that it will Change your DNA Brand and cage the jailers And torch the theocrats Billionaires will not be spared From going in the vat
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Nuclear winter Complaints scratched into the walls Tear gas permeates the halls Too many fires to put out We have climbed into the mouth And are starting to dissolve Acrid mornings in the haze Airborne chemicals remain Lingering in stagnant air Damage done you can’t repair Sheltering in place These mistakes We did not make But were made to suffer the consequences Stay awake and watch it take As it breaks down all your senses
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Pro-life deathsquad Our days are numbered like a calendar Speeding towards a cliff as passengers Suicidal driver whipping every horse As if he was possessed by some malevolent force He lets go of the wheel as he closes his eyes Then cross the double yellow toward the opposite side Whos that up on the crucifix? Whos the martyr for a day? Burning out before the wick is lit In a shocking expose Halos of paper sprayed metallic gold Faking the saviour its the greatest story that just never gets old Everybody’s into flagellation There’s roving gangs of penitent teens This is the neuter generation As long as its in latin they don’t care what it means Volunteer urinal bark on cue Bury your face in the ashtray too Now you’re surrounded every agency goon Has a finger on the trigger and a bullet for you Gin scented propositions Male weakness For judging flavor by its shape Its rarely enforced but the rules all say Dont brush your teeth if the water is grey Friends of the victim looking down from their perch Demanding a conviction or theyll go berzerk Vigilante justice as a last resort If they don’t like the verdict handed down from the court Pro-life deathsquad armed to the teeth Self-anointed soldiers of the theocrat wing Terrorism tactics of the boomer brigade As they leave us all with nothing but the mess that they made
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Yellow guillotine It was a nightmare of a dream if it was anything at all Let me describe the scene There was- oh what are those things called? Oh yes- a yellow guillotine had been waiting in my room the air was thick like you could fix it on a spoon So there we were in my apartment and the first thing that it said was “im a messenger from heaven but im also into head” I recognized there risk involved I said id need some alcohol And so we drank some chardonnay I will rip what you sew I will confiscate your phone I will move into your home youll see your friends as foes im your moody chaperone and This is Stockholm syndrome One hostage every hour Who wants to go next? Surrendering your power Rapunzel in a tower waiting for the yellow guillotine to come get her head No ones immune the end comes for you Might not be tonight, but its going to be soon so dont waste your life worried how it will end Because after were gone we get to come back again As a head hanging from Kalis waist Or maybe skewered on a pike outside the palaces gate You’ll get to find out for yourself in a matter of days There’s only one thing in your future that you’ll never escape You’ll see a guillotine approach you As you approach the end As a light to guide you In exchange for head
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Life during occupation You sold your soul the pole is calling your name You still control the hole that no-one can claim It isn’t fair you’re there just watching the place And your despair you wear all over your face no new people no more friends No more needle or the habit again Your heart recedes so deep in your chest That when you bleed you need to basically guess Count your tips, pay the biz Don’t get chased back where you live Like a butcher to the slaughter You keep your arms inside your sleeves Simply breathing underwater Keeps the sunlight off the teeth And when you close one eye and focus Everything is incomplete That’s when the ghosts decide to choke us They love to go unseen Don’t expect to be surprised Don’t take more than you provide Escape into your gallery Earn your salary No-one complains as you burn your calories No-ones infallibly correct about reality So own your pallor and beware of the scenery Instead of cowering in the shower Sing curses to the people that have done you wrong No-one to be mad at, take another stab at Mastering emotions even when you’re spat at Let down shut off tuned out threatened Make them disappear and in fear of your vengeance No-one understands you, no-one really tries All they do is lecture you and give you bad advice Its hard to find the patience, its hard to find the time To give to those that don’t deserve it really is a crime Find your hiding place where you can escape Far away from the people and their candidates As for politics, there’s just a wall of dicks Talking like they give a shit while starting the apocalypse Anti-maskers, selfish bastards Going open carry because no life matters See if we qualify for annihilation by The hand of god or the black knight satellite The people prone to populate the surface of mars Will look so good as skeletons just smiling at the stars Problematic policies, open up your wallet seize And burn your final dollar as an obsolete currency Go extinct
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Tepid War 03:00
Tepid war Pistol whip fiction grift Albino pallor and tethered wrists Cursed births petrichor Bathroom eyes of tepid war Pillow talk pelvic strobes Condo living in doberman grove Agnostic extremists phobiaphiles Overdosing on Mah-jong tiles Neutrality obsolete Phallic caliber of unsold meet Scam likely on the phone again Donate money to the next campaign When it starts to make sense When it starts to make sense You’ll never trust your eyes again You’ll never trust your eyes When things fall into place And you start to feel the weight Perspective doesn’t lie So divide and multiply Bruised pupils and maladies Lugubrious anxiety Walk into certain doom Who chooses your fate for you? False grails and failed crusades Build your fortress on a field of graves Checkered futures in the cards for you Checkered futures in the cards No use do it for the views No use viral self-abuse No use in your death costume Lonely clones on margarine Pall bearers for mercenaries Fundamental apathy Well-informed complacency For the rapture, we patiently await With our holy guns and our hand grenades Killing in the name of our lord
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Delete your history Delete your history Delete your history Keep up the mystery Delete your history What they’d think of you If they only knew They’d tell you youre disturbed They’ll call you dirty words They’ll look at you weird and run you out of church Delete your history Delete your history Nobody understands so nobody better see Now you’ve got a virus What did you expect? You don’t know how to fix it Can’t take it to a tech They’ll see what you’ve been doing They will see that you are sick They’ll probably report you and put you on a list Delete your history Delete your history Do you want to relocate to another city? Delete your history These proclivities No longer can be quenched by a broken PC Do you dare? Use the smaller screen? Its on you all the time, so use the silent setting Now you’re on the verge of going full berserk Escaping to the bathroom, when you’re off at work They’re starting to suspect They’re starting to suspect Sweating through your shirt when you come back to your desk Delete your history Delete your history (This call may be monitored to determine service quality) Perversions got you beat, Guilty in your seat They took away your cubicle and put you on the street But in your wallet there’s a card For the library You can get your fix as long as you delete your history Down at the library, positioned in your seat You give yourself away the more you try to be discreet There’s cameras overhead, there’s people sitting near Check the volume on the headphones Maybe they can hear? In need of listerine Your eyes are on the screen Someone taps you on the shoulder says “its time to leave” Delete your history Too late CCTV caught you now you have been banned from the facility Delete your history Delete your history
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Curtains + 06:18
Curtains Memorize schedule Analyze ritual Terrorize terrorize Challenge to a duel Living on a fault line Living on borrowed time Give them all the high sign Now they’re in the pool The lesson we refuse to learn Is there’s good reason for concern When there is nothing left to burn or consume The only thing we have to fear are The other people here And there’s not one volunteer in the room In the room Curtains for you Curtains for you Suspend your disbelief And bite that capsule with your teeth We all want to believe that we can rest assured That our fanatical allegiance to this country state and region Is not nearly as elysian or secure Are you insured? The cost of constant crisis Is paid in human life And its just business its a source of revenue We need a changing of the guard With someone else with some regard For those that get thrown in the deep end of the pool Curtains for you

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released September 14, 2023

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BITE MARX Los Angeles, California

Genuine,
neurotic, verbose, aphoristic, and lurid,
electro/ synth/ postpunk from los angeles

BITE MARX is:
-Colin Ambulance (vox, synth)
-Hirad Dadgostar (bass)
-Annette Badalian (synth)
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