Lyrics: Whip Worshipped Gods

Out of nowhere the other day lyrics popped into my head. This is actually an unusual occurrence for me as I don’t write songs or even poetry much anymore. However, now and again, a lyric or a verse will come up and it will simmer in my cranium, knocking around like a loose bolt that I just can’t shake out. When this happens it’s usually just that, a lyric or a verse, and nothing more. Once in a great long while a full song’s worth of lyrics will come out. I never do anything with them beyond opening a Word document, typing them out, saving them, then moving on.

I have no clue how to write music and despite what some people think and say (and someone very special to me of late being wonderfully honest by saying if I had training to find tone I’d be great at it) I don’t/can’t sing. This makes what I hear in my head, much like what I see when writing comic scripts, incredibly hard to get to the final product I envision.

Therefore, I am proposing the following:

  • If you like these lyrics and think you can make a great song out of them, go for it
  • I am the copyright holder of these lyrics, though. I wrote them, they’re wholly mine and original. Just like you wrote music and sang them I deserve credit for my work
  • I’m incredibly easy to please; if you’re going to record a song with these lyrics and put it up to make money then why not a fair contract? I get credit and royalties, you get credit and royalties.
  • If you’re going to record the song just for fun and never make a dime off of it then no royalties needed, but credit where credit is due. Send me a copy of your version of the song and we’ll be good. I’ll even help you promote it on Twitter.

The above isn’t a binding contract where it concerns royalties (I don’t want to screw myself out of something) but to put it plainly: If you’re recording with plans to make money make sure I get my share and my credit. If you’re recording for art with no monetary gain, make sure I get my credit.

Here are the lyrics (pasting from Word makes for some weird formatting, btw):

[whispered]

Masturbate
Propagate
Flagellate
Heaven’s Gate

Verse:
Mental anguish
Screams in your head
Your body’s canvas
Stricken red

Stare in the mirror
See you’re a goD
Stained from birth
Spare not the rod

Count your sins
One (hundred), two (thousand), three (million)
Beat them down
A (prickly) whipped (sickly) murder (tickly) spree

Chorus:
Your Gods tell you
what to do
Your Gods tell you
who to screw

Your Gods tell you
how to be
As you bleed,
“UNTO THEE!”

Nine tail worship
Puts you right
Whip Worshipped Gods
Shine their light

Verse:
You proselytize
Door to door
In your mind
Woman equals whore

She has no right
But to serve
If she talks back
The fist, deserve

A sacrifice of love
Meant to appease (they’re angry again)
It’s nine o’clock-NOW;
ON YOUR KNEES! (bow down slave)

Chorus:
Your Gods tell you
what to do
Your Gods tell you
who to screw
Your Gods tell you
how to be
As you bleed,
“UNTO THEE!”

Nine tail worship
Puts you right
Whip Worshipped Gods
Erase the blight

Verse:
Lived your life
Followed their word
Didn’t have to read
Did what you heard

At the end
Stare up the Gate
A hellfire hand
Says it’s too late

The Red Man’s Army
Recruited you (hut to boy)
Now spend eternity
Licking his shoe (spit shine sin)

Chorus:
Your Gods tell you
what to do
Your Gods tell you
who to screw

Your Gods tell you
how to be
As you bleed,
“UNTO THEE!”

Nine tail worship
Puts you right
Whip Worshipped Gods
Shine their light

Your Gods tell you
what to do
Your Gods tell you
who to screw

Your Gods tell you
how to be
As you bleed,
“UNTO THEE!”

Nine tail worship
Puts you right
Whip Worshipped Gods
Erase the blight

Your Gods tell you
what to do
Your Gods tell you
who to screw

Your Gods tell you
how to be
As you bleed,
“UNTO THEE!”

Nine tail worship
Puts you right
Whip Worshipped Gods
Don’t put up a fight

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