Recorded by Pain Teens and released on Trance Syndicate in 1992. Pain Teens for this recording were:
Scott Ayers: guitar, tapes, noises, drums
Bliss Blood: vocals
Kirk Carr: bass
David Parker: drums
Frank Garrymartin: drums
Lyrics for "Wild World" by Cave/Harvey
Front cover photo: Bliss Blood
Back cover photo: Warren Harold
Jacket by Circadian Media
Shallow Hole, The Dead Cannot, God Told Me, The Poured Out Blood, Drowning, Living Hell, Indiscreet Jewels, Wild World, Daughter of Chaos, Evil Dirt, Bruised, Dog Spirits, Hangman's Rope, Apartment 213
Lyrics:
SHALLOW HOLE
The fantasy is about power, it is really about control
A powerless loveless outsider, wanting to be in control
To dominate and destroy beauty, put himself in the master's role
The power ends when death sighs, the victor digs a shallow hole
The fear of failure ever-present, he is so afraid to lose
That he never attempts the game, until he's lost the power to choose
A slave to sadistic thoughts, the handcuff and the noose
The loser's only love--control, now he plays the game to lose
He is craving orgasmic power that rape can never supply
It can't be taken, must be given, it evades him when they die
Addiction to power consumes him, he continues to try and try
Watching the energy dissipate, as he stares death in the eye
GOD TOLD ME
God told me to do it, in fact he said I must
I wouldn't think to doubt him, the only one I trust
He said to kill a million of them every day
And then I will be holy when I kneel down to pray
The world is full of weakness, and weakness can't prevail
The stronger ones must crush the weak,
Strength and self-esteem can't fail
So God told me to do it, all the little girls and boys
are mine alone to prey upon, but I'm the prey, I can't go on
There is no God, what have I done?
LIVING HELL
Crushing pain, my soul shall die
Big girls don't complain and big boys don't cry
As you murder my soul, I keep it all inside
The hate that I feel will have to hide
Souls can be murdered but they cannot be denied
Sadness and anger fill me like the tears I never cried
You taught me so well, I can't tell you what's wrong
So I'll demonstrate the tortures that made me strong
Nobody loves me because nobody knows me
If I tell them about me, they'll laugh at me
I will always be alone because I cannot tell
No one to tell of my living hell
INDISCREET JEWELS
Let me whisper to you, tell you all that I know
of my pleasure and fantasy, give you a show
An invisible frenzy or machines of desire
Do you want to hear more of my perpetual fire?
The jewels will speak in the silence of night
They will tell you my secrets of forbidden delight
>From their indiscretion you'll at last understand
Each new sensation that your body demands.
In the realm of the visible, nothing is clear
What's within reach one moment may soon disappear
When you touch the eternal, nothing's ever the same--
the indiscreet jewels are whispering your name.
DAUGHTER OF CHAOS
In my field of blood, in my gown of thorns
In my endless night, in my devil's horns
I was born in a firestorm, blood running down the walls
The sirens screamed my name, the distant explosions called
Daughter of Chaos, Mother of Dread,
Mistress of the Flies, Queen of the Dead
Caught with another man, don't cry no tears over me
My blood runs cold for a week every month,
That's enough to make anyone mean
Sexual maturity and superhuman strength
Just one good squeeze, baby, and I'll take you to the brink
Daughter of Chaos, Mother of Dread
Mistress of the Flies, Queen of the Dead
Caught with another man, I don't even turn my head
You had it, you lost it, if you don't shut up you'll be dead
A savage god swims in my night, bull's neck snapped
in an attitude of delight
In my field of blood, in my gown of thorns,
In my endless night, in my devil's horns
Daughter of Chaos, Mother of Dread
Mistress of the Flies, Queen of the Dead