...that was wicked, merci! A pretty good mix of all the stuff I've been listening to lately

The lyrics tell a great story, pretty intense, like he's trying to explain duende.
Have you heard of the band Failure? Another mid-nineties band that really produced some great work. I saw them live with Tool back then, speaking of intense.
[video=youtube;f5u7BVq15o8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5u7BVq15o8&feature=related[/video]
Someone said they'd like
to set you up
They're gonna feed on
you just sleep now
Should've know they'd
try and make you cry
They're gonna have fun
now don't fight it
Let me come undone in
your house
I need to kill some
time tonite
Let me come undone in
your mouth
I need to know that your
the same
Could've guessed you
were the only one
They wanted to laugh at
believe them
No surprise you let it
get to you
It was always there
can't hide it
Your face is easy to hate
Looking helpless
and sincere
Curls up in self-sickness
Lick your wounds and
dream of home
let me come undone in
your house
Let me come undone
and kill some time
Let me come undone in
your mouth
Let me come undone
and feel the same
[video=youtube;5O7PORHslWk]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5O7PORHslWk&feature=related[/video]
I'll show you a trick with
ants when
The sun's high in the sky
we can
Burn them up to crispy
black shells
See them crunched by
old, slow, slick snails
Light the fuse inside the
dead bird
Feather flurries rain on
our heads
Empty nest with three
small brown eggs
We'll think of something
before the night falls
Don't hurt a fly
they all sang
Don't rape a girl
in bright may
Don't kill anyone ever
Lay still and stand
this fever
The sun's just
A big glass
We're all ants
I love you
[video=youtube;G76y-apl3VU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G76y-apl3VU&feature=related[/video]
She was giddy
With remorse
As she skipped
River stones
Off slick rapid
Rushing heads
Babies belched
From below
Clenching shame in
Her stomach
It felt the same as the
Last time
Cramming fear in her
White fists
Hoping this is the
Last time
She put rocks in
Her pockets
Shrunk away from the
Water's edge
Fell down hard by a tree
She stuffed shame in
Her pockets
It felt the same as the
Last time
She crammed fear in her
White fists
And hope this is the
Last time
Brainsqueals
Same as the last time
Brainsqueals
She hopes this is the
Last time