Marilyn Manson - Born Villain

[Jinsai]

True Head Like A Hole and Closer, those are definitely big songs.

Yeah, they're almost as big as that Johnny Cash song "Hurt"

"Do you know Personal Jesus?" "Oh that Manson song?"

What the fuck?! If someone actually said that to me, I would jump kick them in the face.

[Necrodoommonkey]

Trent's dad can beat up Manson's dad. Seriously. Any fucking news about the new album?

[Conan The Barbarian]

For the exception of a release date, track listing, cover reveal, no. Nothing at all.

[DF118]

True Head Like A Hole and Closer, those are definitely big songs.

Yeah, they're almost as big as that Johnny Cash song "Hurt"

"Do you know Personal Jesus?" "Oh that Manson song?"

What the fuck?! If someone actually said that to me, I would jump kick them in the face.

The irony that Johny Cash covered Personal Jesus on the same album as he did Hurt being completely lost on Babali, who had school in the morning.

[nimh]

nevermind 10 what?

[october_midnight]

Holy shit someone mentioned the fanboy forum Provider Module so I looked through the thread about his shitty as fuck performance with Rammstein and they're seriously eating it up. How can anyone over the age of 16 have blinders that thick on? Are these real people?

[Space Suicide]

Holy shit someone mentioned the fanboy forum Provider Module so I looked through the thread about his shitty as fuck performance with Rammstein and they're seriously eating it up. How can anyone over the age of 16 have blinders that thick on? Are these real people?

Can't knock everyone there haha. I'm a member and I thought that collaboration live performance was utter crap.

[Babali]

The irony that Johny Cash covered Personal Jesus on the same album as he did Hurt being completely lost on Babali, who had school in the morning.

I don't know where the Johnny Cash cover came into play when I say Closer and Head Like A Hole are big songs. They truly are. And people do often get confused with Personal Jesus being by Manson and Hurt being by Cash, it's sad but it's true. You might not be in the USA, but the people here aren't too bright when it comes to music.

Also, I know and have heard Johnny's cover of Personal Jesus years and years ago. I don't remember it being released as a single with a touching video that impacted millions.

[DF118]

I don't know where the Johnny Cash cover came into play when I say Closer and Head Like A Hole are big songs. They truly are. And people do often get confused with Personal Jesus being by Manson and Hurt being by Cash, it's sad but it's true. You might not be in the USA, but the people here aren't too bright when it comes to music.

Also, I know and have heard Johnny's cover of Personal Jesus years and years ago. I don't remember it being released as a single with a touching video that impacted millions.

Right.

Actually, I just emigrated to the USA, it's pretty cool here.

Regardless, absolutely none of this has anything to do with the fact Manson has been completely past it for a fucking decade man. 10 years.

I can remember seeing Manson live in 1999. A lifetime ago. And he was brilliant- he really was absolutely brilliant. But that was in 1999. Mechanical Animals was just out. Fuck, Manson was the next Bowie- he'd really tapped into the the re-invention stuff, and sailed through. Sure, people slagged him off, but he was still damn good- and that was what mattered.

He was everywhere then- the press raved about him, MTV (a huge outlet at the time) lapped him up. His autobiography was at the top of the bestseller list.

But you know what?

It turned into a chore for Manson. He stopped caring, and everything became workman-like. Maybe it was Columbine, maybe it was because he was drunk, maybe because people who carried him moved on (probably a combination of all). But he lost his confidence, his audacity, his awareness of why people had liked what he was doing, and how to capitalise on that. He lost sight of what it was that made him pretty cool and accessible to anyone with a slightly anti-social streak.

So, everyone he worked with felt it too, and they stopped giving him their best.

Put yourself in the position of a seriously good musician- he's worked with a lot (Gorgon, Reznor, White) If they actually respected, cared about, and believed in what they're doing, they'd give you their best work. If you're a hack, and you know it, and your fans know it, anyone you work with will give you whatever they made up that night, on the spot, by the numbers.

I bet you anything what happened was this- he started freaking out every day and thought "fuck, I've squandered a lot of ability and opportunities here. What will I do now?" before falling asleep in a cold sweat.

He had it, then he lost it. It's sad, but that's it.

[Babali]

I agree with you basically. I was just making the point that the largely ignorant American public will know the name Marilyn Manson over Trent Reznor.

I also realize it's getting to be a bit more of a stretch to say that, won't be able to much longer at this rate, Manson's image has been fading faster and faster over the years, but I still think people remember who he was and it's not even about his music or the quality of him or anything. He was successful enough in just making himself recognized. That's one of the things he was best at, hyping himself up and making himself seem a lot bigger than he was. People fed into it at the time and since a lot of people are also still very Evangelic Christian or Catholic in America, they remember Manson because he would often be discussed in churches as well as one of the perfect examples of the "satanic modern drug rock culture".

It is sad to see him now, and I looked at The High End Of Low today and honestly couldn't think of a song to listen to and ended up listening to IWTKYLTDITM and while I enjoyed it it wasn't impressive at all.

[Jinsai]

And people do often get confused with Personal Jesus being by Manson

Those same people think that Alien Ant Farm wrote "Smooth Criminal"

If we're having a moronic discussion about who's the bigger household-name band, can we please ignore the demographic that thinks Justin Bieber wrote "Let it Be," because those "people" are in no way representative of anything but a tiny handful of dumbfucks who should be shot

[Babali]

Tiny handful!!! America. Most people know Let It Be by The Beatles or Smooth Criminal by Michael Jackson which are played hourly on the radio. Depeche Mode are big, Trent/NIN are big, but Beatles-big? Michael-big? Not even close, really. Michael Jackson has sold over a billion records.

[butter_hole]

The Beautiful People - yeah, huge hit. I feel like it had actually set a chart record at the time, but I could be wrong.

Nope, it hit #26 on the rock/alternative charts in the US.

Closer - #11
Hurt - #8
The Hand That Feeds - #1
Only - #1
Every Day Is Exactly The Same - #1
Survivalism - #1

Hell, even Discipline hit #6.

The Beautiful People was barely a hit.

[Kakihara]

http://mm.postmodernsublime.com/


This is what Bornvillain.com is going to be updated to, apparently. His web designer left this open for anyone to see. Also, all of the lyrics to the album are on there.

[october_midnight]

Someone needs to copy/pate DF118's post up there to that Provider Module website asap. I'm DYING to know what all the fanboys hanging off of Cheeseburger Brian's nuts will think about it.

[reseen_lamenti]

http://mm.postmodernsublime.com/


This is what Bornvillain.com is going to be updated to, apparently. His web designer left this open for anyone to see. Also, all of the lyrics to the album are on there.

Beat me to it.

Also, the No Reflection video is on private but we can see a thumbnail for now.

[Conan The Barbarian]

I cant access the site

[october_midnight]

Most of those lyrics were pretty damn whack. And dammit he has to stop with the endless repeating of lyrics to pad songs.

[reseen_lamenti]

"I Am Among No One" and "The center of the universe cannot exist when there are no edges" are snippets from Hey Cruel World.

The video of Sean Beavan talking about the production of BV then playing some samples from the record are from Disengaged.

I cant access the site

Some dumb shit posted the link onto Provider Module's chatroom. Guess someone high up found out and alerted them.

Most of those lyrics were pretty damn whack. And dammit he has to stop with the endless repeating of lyrics to pad songs.

Agreed. Guh, it's Doppelherz all over again.

[Max Leo]

Really smart move to create a new website that looks like if your computer was turned off. I moved the mouse randomly on the black screen and then noticed the barely visible "Bornvillain" title, otherwise I would have thought that it just didn't work and would have closed it. I'm pretty sure they'll get tons of new visitors with this clever camouflage design.

[cesmfacil]

Even smarter move to leave a development site public by just putting "mm." in front of your company's address.

[Space Suicide]

Most of those lyrics were pretty damn whack. And dammit he has to stop with the endless repeating of lyrics to pad songs.

Agreed. He is generally a gifted writer (even through the cheesiness) but he needs to showcase it more.

[Krogan Warlord]

Is it okay to post leaked Born Villain lyrics?

[Space Suicide]

Is it okay to post leaked Born Villain lyrics?

Nothing is wrong with posting them here.

[reseen_lamenti]

hey cruel world

Spoiler: hey, cruel world…
you don’t have what it takes
we don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.

Hey, cruel world…
you don’t have what it takes
we don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.

Creator
preserver
destroyer
ask which one i am.
There’s no drugged-out devils or
square-halo angels
walking among us.

I am among no one
i am among no one
i am among no one
no one

hey, cruel world…
you don’t have what it takes
we don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
fate
fate

the center of the universe
cannot exist
when there are no,
no edges
the center of the universe
cannot exist
when there are no,
no edges

hey, cruel world…
you don’t have what it takes
we don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
fate
fate

fate

fate, fate, fate
fate, fate, fate

i am among no one
i am among no one
i am among no one
no one

hey, cruel world…
you don’t have what it takes
we don’t need your faith.
We’ve got fucking fate.
Fate
fate
fate
fate
fate
fate

no reflection

Spoiler: crushing
cheating
changing

am i deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction,
or just streets with rusty signs,
of something violent
coming?

This will hurt you
worse than me.
I’m weak,
7 days i’m weak.
Don’t run from me.
I won’t bother
counting 1, 2, 3…

i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection
i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection

i can show myself
how to make a noose.
A gun’s cliche,
and a razor too.
I’m not a death-trip vacation
vacant station,
made of scars
and filled with my old wounds.

This will hurt you
worse than me.
I’m weak,
7 days i’m weak.
Don’t run from me.
I won’t bother
counting 1, 2, 3…

i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection
i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection

you…
you don’t even want to know
what i’m gonna do to you
you don’t even want to know
what i’m gonna do to you

i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection
i don’t know which me that i love
i’ve got no reflection
no reflection
no reflection
i’ve got no reflection

pistol whipped

Spoiler: you look so pretty
when you cry.
Don’t wanna hit you
but the only thing,
between our love is
(1) a bloody nose
(2) a busted lip
and
(3) a blackened eye

you look so pretty
when you cry.
Don’t wanna hit you
but the only thing,
between our love is
(1) a bloody nose
(2) a busted lip
and
(3) a blackened eye

you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped
you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped

(cock, cock, cock it)

when i undo my belt,
you melt and you walk away
with a red, red, red welt
(or so they say)

when i undo my belt,
you melt and you walk away
with a red, red, red welt
(or so they say)

you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped
you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped

i wanna have your ache
and beat you too
i wanna have your ache
and beat you too
i wanna have your ache
and beat you too
i wanna have your ache
and beat you too

you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped
you’re a little pistol
and i’m fucking pistol whipped

(cock, cock, cock it)

underneath the path of misery

Spoiler: “and all our yesterdays have lighted fools
the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
that struts and gets his hour upon the stage,
and then is heard no more. It is a tale
told by and idiot, full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing. ”
- william shakespeare

stare into my kodak rome
jack-hammer ice eyes
i never thought you’d see
the asphalt crack, crack, crack
like black eggshell

don’t ever say i never warned
you from the start
don’t ever say i never warned
you from the start
you’re not a shovel
and i’m not your dirt

is there any way to unswallow
my pride?
Can i fuck myself down?
Why die,
when you can kill the father?
Dad is missing an ‘e’

no macbeth
confessed oedipus,
no longer present tense
no macbeth
confessed oedipus,
no longer present tense

no no no no no reason
no no no no no reason
no no no no no reason

high and overneath
high and overneath

i won’t regret
letting you live
even if you forgot
what you never
saved me from.
So i say ‘whatever’
or fornever

for for for for for fornever
for for for for for fornever
or for for for for fornever
‘whatever’

the rape of persephone
was choreographed by all the wrong greeks
the rape of persephone
was a marketing scheme
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony
rape rape rape per so phony

high and overneath
high and overneath

overneath
overneath
overblown
unbeloved
cannot be low
overneath
overneath
overblown
unbeloved
cannot be low

from the top of my lungs
to the bottom of my heart
i scream
at the chasm in between
and the path of misery
from the top of my lungs
to the bottom of my heart
i scream
at the chasm in between
and the path of misery

high and overneath
high and overneath

no no no no no reason
no no no no no reason
no no no no no reason

[reseen_lamenti]

slo-mo-tion

Spoiler: you’ve got your
hell’s teeth
smiling at you.
It keeps your brain safe,
as it all eats at your face…

and don’t worry,
we’ll ‘blur it out’
and no one
ever will know,
oh
no, oh oh oh

this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion
this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion

slo-mo-tion

pump in the laughter
of dead-audience applause
and teenage rape candidates
i think we got ourselves
a ‘real hit’
don’t we wish
that we had something
more than
hate amber panic
and panic
morbid panic
hate and morbid panic

this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion
this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion

slo-mo-tion

i’m the host with vaseline
i hide behind bulletproof glass
and i can feel your tits
with my brand new camera
(equipped with a flash)
fast-food-nude
i hate you all
but somehow
you find me…
incredibly charming

this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion
(incredibly charming)
this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion

slo-mo-tion
(incredibly charming)
slo-mo-tion
(incredibly charming)

this is my beautiful show
and everything is shot
in slo-motion

the gardener

Spoiler: i’m not man enough to be human
but i’m trying to fit in
and i’m learning to fake it

don’t ever meet their friends
it tells you too much
or not enough
or worse
exactly the wrong thing
every nuance
every detail
every movement
every smell
sound
phrase
the way she laughs
these are the things that you obsessively fetishize
or make yourself grow to love
but you are supposed to be done growing
she is still growing
its like a garden with two flowers
one just blooming and casting a shadow
just like yours
then it becomes struggle
of sunlight
or rain
or weeds
she and every she
is doomed to be your idea of her
she and every she
is doomed to be your idea of her

i’m not man enough to be human
but i’m trying to fit in
and i’m learning to fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
ffffffffffffffake it

but worse so,
back to the point
you are no longer the flower
and the sun
and most importantly the garden
or the gardener

a muse
your amusement
i am used
its all ruined if you meet their friends

she and every she
is doomed to be your idea of her
i’m not man enough to be human
but i’m trying to fit in
and i’m learning to fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
ffffffffffffffake it

you never wanted
to share
your concept of your creation
with any other gods or worshippers
your book isn’t burned
it was never written
your book isn’t burned
it was never written

i’m not man enough to be human
but i’m trying to fit in
and i’m learning to fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
fa fa fa fa fake it
ffffffffffffffake it

the flowers of evil

Spoiler: the day they covered us in the dirt
like stars in the ground
that will grow into dead flowers
the day they covered us in the dirt
like stars in the ground
that will grow into dead flowers

your body’s on me
like sleepless spiders.
Your touch is so empty
your touch is so empty

your bodies on me like
sleepless spiders.
Your touch is so empty
your touch is so empty
your touch is so empty
your touch is so empty

i’ve been running
from the bloodless
for fear of exile
for all of my sorceries
that shun the light
i’ve been running
from the bloodless
for fear of exile
for all of my sorceries
that shun the light

the day they covered us in the dirt
like scars in the ground
that will grow into dead flowers
the day they covered us in the dirt
like scars in the ground
that will grow into dead flowers

i’ve been running
from the bloodless
for fear of exile
for all of my sorceries
that shun the light
i’ve been running
from the bloodless
for fear of exile
for all of my sorceries
that shun the light
light
light
light
light

children of cain

Spoiler: sacrifice won’t suffice
resurrection needs your death
to happen twice
fall on my heart
and burn and forge
your tortured black-smitten
into the sharpest, fucking sword

don’t assume that i’m always with you
it’s just where my mortal body happens to be

no sineater to slay
us children of cain
watching monkey suicide,
sunday aids and church wine wash it away

christ consciousness
manifest to the golden ratio
5 or 500 years ago
we were 15 foot high
and to die
was a bardot bridge(t)
we never thought we’d cross
to burn down behind and below

no sineater to slay
us children of cain
watching monkey suicide,
sunday aids and church wine wash it away

don’t assume that i’m always with you
it’s just where my mortal body happens to be

so take your little black book
i see the way that you look in to it
i’ll eat it and i’ll cut my tongue
and all the pages you spread,
sweet as honey you said
but i’m choking on your bitter stories

no sineater to slay
us children of cain
watching monkey suicide,
sunday aids and church wine wash it away
sunday aids and church wine wash it away

[reseen_lamenti]

disengaged

Spoiler: and i could look into the
crowded morgue of mistakes
the sun stopped its smile
and frowned on me too
my re-built/re-mastered heart
is smashed into its faces
and its face is confused

i cut my throat in two
i said “sorry” to you,
for being a fool
but i didn’t forgiveness.
It was regret,
not an apology
it was regret
regret
regret

dis
dis
dis
disengaged
dis
dis
dis
disengaged

you’re with me, against me
but the only thing forever is hate

i forget what i saw
before and after that day
i’d trade all i was worth
to make myself in to
the handsomest gun
and put the diamond bullet
into your
404 ERROR face

dis
dis
dis
disengaged
dis
dis
dis
disengaged

you’re with me, against me
but the only thing forever is hate

and i’m an event,
everybody knows
you decide if you can live
or you decide to let someone
decide for you

dis
dis
dis
disengaged
dis
dis
dis
disengaged

you’re with me, against me
but the only thing forever is hate

lay down your goddamn arms

Spoiler: i’m not of this world
you’re not in this heart
this isn’t in me
i’m not of this world
you’re not in this heart
this isn’t in me

to open this box
you can’t shoot the lock
i hide everything
so you can’t see

wanna fight?
Wanna fuck?
Wanna die?
Try your luck…
lay down your goddamn arms

wanna fight?
Wanna fuck?
Wanna die?
Try your luck…
lay down your goddamn arms

there isn’t a key,
you can use on me
there isn’t a key,
so lay down your arms
arms
arms

you’re a book
every page is written
in words
i cannot read

so i burn
gotta burn
gotta burn
gotta burn it

so i burn
gotta burn
gotta burn
gotta burn it

wanna fight?
Wanna fuck?
Wanna die?
Try your luck…
lay down your goddamn arms

there isn’t a key,
you can use on me
there isn’t a key,
so lay down your arms

there isn’t a key,
you can use on me
there isn’t a key,
so lay down your arms

arms
arms

so i burn
gotta burn
gotta burn
gotta burn it

murderers are getting prettier every day

Spoiler: do you always
have to hire actors,
to play the devils
that talk me
out of my
sui-sites?

You’re just
a ring tone,
that happens when
you get sick enough
to call the one
with bullet holes,
bullet holes for eyes

fall on your knees
i hear the horrid voices
of someone else’s angels
fall on your knees
i hear the horrid voices
of someone else’s angels

i broken open the box
when i spoke the spell
and i became
an entrance wound
to your bedroom grave,
and i was paid
with the shadow of consensual rape
your ransom note
is quoted by,
your death and
birth certificates
and all of your love,
and all of your love letters
read just like my will

fall on your knees
i hear the horrid voices
of someone else’s angels
fall on your knees
i hear the horrid voices
of someone else’s angels

i don’t have to see
to know that murderers
are getting prettier
every day
i don’t have to see
to know that murderers
are getting prettier
every day

fall on your knees
i hear the horrid voices
of someone else’s angels

[reseen_lamenti]

born villain

Spoiler: i could give you a dozen
fresh,
cut,
pink, or red, or white
i wonder if they knew what they
would grow to become

i could give you a dozen
fresh,
cut,
pink, or red, or white
i wonder if they knew what they
would grow to become

become become
become become
be be be become

you’ll have to cut it down
and burn me into splinters
or i’ll unwrap the string
that was me,
around your finger.
And i’ll hang you in
your bedroom burial ground

there is a taste for blood
and it’s something deep inside
there is a taste for blood
and it’s deep inside

become become
become become
be be be become

i don’t ever want god
to hear our screams
and mistake them for prayers.
And you know i’m loaded
but not which chamber
touch me and i’ll go
click click click click click
click click click click click
click click click click click

there is a taste for blood
and it’s something deep inside
there is a taste for blood
and it’s deep inside

become become
become become
be be be become

and you know i’m loaded
but not which chamber
touch me and i’ll go
click click click click click
click click click click click
click click click click click

i’m born villain
don’t pretend to be a victim
i’m born villain
don’t pretend to be a victim
i’m born villain
don’t pretend to be a victim
i’m born villain
don’t pretend to be a victim

breaking the same old ground

Spoiler: and then i found how to be what you want
when i was out looking for something new

digging too deep
and now it’s too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground

so you think that i asked for this
well, let me show you
what i think of your lips
and you think that i asked for this
come on,
use your fist

and then i found how to be what you want
when i was out looking for something new

digging too deep
and now it’s too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground

so you think that i asked for this
well, let me show you
what i think of your lips
and you think that i asked for this
come on,
use your fist

when i found how to be what you want
i was out looking for something new
digging too deep
now it’s too late
we just keep on
breaking the same old ground
breaking the same old ground
shhhhhh…
shhhhhh…

i am owned by death
and
i’m in love with oblivion

i am owned by death
and
i’m in love with oblivion

[Space Suicide]

Some sound better than others but just because the lyrics are shit in some parts doesn't mean they won't sound good in song.

[RJK]

Is it okay to post leaked Born Villain lyrics?

Maybe use the spoiler tag in case people don't want to read them? Of course I can't imagine there would be much spoiled.