call them cow
Cousins kissing canvas now
(So) Make like Pogo- get on down
Make like Pogo - get on down
Fratricide - Patricide - matricide - »
Incesticide
Null/Void
by Foetus
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Anorexia is in G flat
and F is anything I've left out
Dyslexia, kleptomania and vertigo
patricide A, matricide D the same schizos
Paranoia key of E »
Paranoia Key of E
Ecstasy [Import Bonus CD]
by Lou Reed
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matricide.
You still believe, believe these fatal lies.
Their machines, they kill for us.
But if we refuse, if we remonstrate at last.
They will go »
Ecowar
Whatever It May Take [Import Version]
by Heaven Shall Burn
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mother of all bastard child attempts matricide hang my head in misery but my eyes will not shut out the screams scars run deep reopen with a word rivers »
Undying
Eclectic [Japan]
by Bloodlet
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her
For you
For me
I watch me be this other thing and never know
If I'm marooned or where the purple people go
Then lily white matricide
From »
Purple People
A Piano: The Collection [Barnes & Noble Exclusive]
by Tori Amos
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the view with holy matricide
I run the override, so back on up the track
Acquisition ammunition, demolition of the facts
Hypochondriac, prepare to end »
Down to None
Bleed the Sky [Bonus Track]
by Reveille
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I'm not your fucking dog
The feverish speech
The flesh is weak, contained by laws
They reek of domestic life
Parading for the Matricides
Field »
Paradigm Shift
The C.O.M.A. Imprint, Disc 1
by Candiria
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matricide!
[APOLLO & SLAVE WOMEN:]
The voices as a weapon, the voice as a weapon
Kill from without, Kill from within
Where the Sunlight tastes like Rage »
The Voice as Weapon
The House of Atreus, Act II
by Virgin Steele
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silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient »
From the Cradle to Enslave
From the Cradle to Enslave
by Cradle of Filth
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faggery
A lack of common sense!
Their madness turned to matricide
Religious sort of cyanide
We salute your suicide:
Your kingdom crashes!
We are the flow, »
We Are the Witches
Perfume
by Antichrisis
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denied.
The evidence conclusive--we have no alibi,
The victim was our planet--the verdict: matricide.
BUT WAIT--the time has come to realise, »
Our Dying Island
Wayward Sons of Mother Earth
by Skyclad
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