Redskin you are the man! (except for that whole post dissing me....
) I just think it's funny that Killer Onion names bands like AC/DC and Black Crowes, both are (...used to be) "hardcore" bands of their time. They both were bands for the youth trying to get them stirred up. I think Onion is probably like 40 and reliving those good ole days
. one of my fav bands is Mudvayne, if you heard them you'd agree they are a LOT like the knot. here's some lyrics so you know how damn good they are at writing
8. Nothing To Gein
Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away,
With my love,
That's all she's ever needed, from me
It's my time, to mother,
One of my own in my life,
I am so alone, left with no one
In my life, I'm so alone
Life submissiveness,
Hypnotizing the ignorant a little boy's best friend's always his mother,
At least that's what she said,
Life of a simple man,
Taught that everyone else is dirty,
And their love is meaningless,
I'm just a soiled dirty boy,
I'm just a soiled dirty boy,
Sheltered life innocence,
Insulated memories, spark reflections of my head,
Duality in my consciousness,
Caught in the war of hemispheres,
Between the love lost in my head,
Mommy do you still live inside of me,
I'm so lost in my life without any guiding,
Protected me my whole life from everything,
Nailed shut the doors to the shrine,
To screen your dead eyes from me and my sickness,
Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading,
Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face,
Deliver the remains from her womb of earth,
Prep the rack and tie up for new love's rebirth,
Covert understanding of novice surgery,
I'll focus concentration and only take just what I need
For sickness I'm masticating,
Dancing and masturbating,
Celebrate in fields of night with skin upon my face
If I soak my hands in others blood am I sick,
If I wash my hands in others blood am I sick,
If I drench myself in others blood am I sick,
If I bathe myself in others blood
Blame mother for the sickness,
Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading,
Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face,
Dance and masturbate in night light by myself..
Nothing is left for me to gain they're coming to take me far away,
Chorus
Life of a simple man taught that everyone else is dirty and love is meaningless
I'm so soiled
Soiled
~~~~~~ if you read all that there is more than good writing.... Spag (drummer) explains....
Spag: "Nothing to Gein" has number nine patterns all through the song — fives, fours and nines — and I specifically pushed toward that because the number nine for me is something that I associate with the moon, and those sorts of themes were very important for that song. It's being about Ed Gein, kind of a night creature, dancing under the moon, wearing people's skin as clothes and robbing graves, that sort of thing.