Original Version Digipack Version Censored Version
1. Machine screw 0:40 1. Machine screw 0:40
2. Christian woman 8:58 1. Christian woman 8:53 2. Christian woman 8:58
3. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15 2. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15 3. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15
4. Fay wray come out and play 1:03 4. Fay wray come out and play 1:03
5. Kill all the white people 3:24 5. Kill all the white people 3:24
6. Summer breeze (Seals & Crofts cover) 4:50 3. Summer breeze (Seals & Crofts cover) 4:50 6. Summer breeze (Seals & Crofts cover) 4:50
7. Set me on fire 3:29 4. Set me on fire 3:29 7. Set me on fire 3:29
8. Dark side of the womb 0:28 8. Dark side of the womb 0:28
9. We hate everyone 6:51 9. We hate everyone 6:51
10. Bloody kisses (a death in the family) 10:56 5. Bloody kisses (a death in the family) 10:56 10. Bloody kisses (a death in the family) 10:56
11. 3.0.I.F. 2:07 11. 3.0.I.F. 2:07
12. Too late: frozen 7:50 6. Too late: frozen 7:50 12. Too late: frozen 7:50
13. Blood & fire 5:33 7. Blood & fire 5:33 13. Blood & fire 5:33
14. Can't lose you 6:07 8. Can't lose you 6:07 14. Can't lose you 6:07
9. Suspended in Dusk 8:36
total time 73:31 total time 67:30 total time 73:31
Promo Tape Version Top Shelf Version Contest promo Version
1. Machine screw 0:40 1. Machine screw 0:40 1. Machine screw 0:40
2. Christian woman 8:58 2. Christian woman 8:58 2. Christian woman 8:58
3. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15 3. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15 3. Black no. 1 (little miss scare-all) 11:15
4. Fay wray come out and play 1:03 4. Fay wray come out and play 1:03
5. Kill all the white people 3:24 5. Kill all the white people 3:24
6. Summer breeze (Seals & Crofts cover) 4:50
6. Summer Girl (Seals & Crofts cover) 4:50 4. Summer Girl (Seals & Crofts cover) 8:18
7. Set me on fire 3:29 7. Set me on fire 3:29
8. Dark side of the womb 0:28 8. Dark side of the womb 0:28
9. We hate everyone 6:51 9. We hate everyone 6:51 5. We hate everyone 6:51
10. Bloody kisses (a death in the family) 10:56 10. Bloody kisses (a death in the family) 10:56
11. 3.0.I.F. 2:07 11. 3.0.I.F. 2:07
12. Too late: frozen 7:50 12. Too late: frozen 7:50
13. Blood & fire 5:33 13. Blood & fire 5:33
14. Can't lose you 6:07 14. Can't lose you 6:07
--- Disk Two ---
1. Suspended in Dusk 8:40
2. Black Sabbath (Black Sabbath cover) 7:51
3. Black Sabbath (From The Satanic Perspective) 7:48
4. Christian Woman (Edit) 4:28
5. Christian Woman (Butt-Kissing Sell-Out Version) 4:28
6. Black No. 1 (Edit) 4:39
7. Blood & Fire (Out Of The Ashes Mix) 4:37
8. Summer Breeze (Rick Rubin Mix) 4:57
total time 73:31 total time 2:00:59 total time 36:03


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Christian Woman

A cross upon her bedroom wall.
From grace she will fall.
An image burning in her mind.
And between her thighs.

A dying God-man full of pain.
When will you cum again?
Before him beg to serve or please.
On your back or knees.
There's no forgiveness for her sins.
Prefers punishment?
Would you suffer eternally.
Or internally?

For her lust.
She'll burn in hell.
Her soul done medium well.
All through mass manual stimulation.
Salvation.

Body of Christ.
She needs.
The body of Christ.

She'd like to know God.
Ooh love God.
Feel her God.
Inside of her - deep inside of her.

Jesus Christ looks like me.


Black no. 1 (Little Miss Scare-All)

She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark.
On her milk white neck.
The Devil's mark.
It's all Hallows Eve.
The moon is full.
Will she trick or treat.
I bet she will.

She's got a date at midnight.
With Nosferatu.
Oh baby, Lilly Munster.
Ain't got nothing on you.
Well when I called her evil.
She just laughed.
And cast that spell on me.
Boo Bitch Craft.

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing.
Dye em black.
Black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots.
And clove cigarettes.
An erotic funeral.
For witch she's dressed.
Her perfume smells like.
Burning leaves.
Everyday is Halloween.

Loving you was like loving the dead.


Fair Wray Come Out and Play


Kill All the White People

Kill all the white people.
Then we'll be free.


Summer Breeze

See the curtains hanging' in the window.
In the evening on a friday night.
A little light-a-shinin' through the window.
Lets me know everything's all right.

Summer breeze makes me feel fine.
Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind.

See the paper layin' on the sidewalk.
A little music from the house next door.
So I walk on up to the door step.
Through the screen and across the floor.

Sweet days of summer - the jasmine's in bloom.
July is dressed up and playing her tune.
And I come home from a hard day's work.
And you're waiting there.
Not a care in the world.

See the smile awaitin in the kitchen.
Food cookin' and the plates for two.
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me.
In the evening when the day is through.


Set Me on Fire

Summer girl.
Set me on fire.
Summer girl.
Set me on fire.


Dark Side of the Womb


We Hate Everyone

Right wing commies.
Leftist Nazis.
Point their fingers.
Rumours linger.

We don't care what you think.

Branded sexist.
Labelled racist.
Want it clearer?
Check the mirror.

We don't care what you think.

Lies and slander in vain try to shame us.
Riots, protests, violence just makes us famous.
TV interviews, free publicity.
Increase record sales dramatically

The left they say I'm a facist.
The right calling me a communist.
Hate hate hate hatred for all - one and all.
No matter what you believe.
Don't believe in you - and that's true.

Some would say that we're biased.
Accusations that we are racist.
Well, shit comes in all hues.
Now this means you.
Cause things ain't always like they seem.
Like they seem.

We hate everyone.

We don't care what you think.


Bloody Kisses (A Death in the Family)

Not long ago but far away.
A rainy winter's day.
All her pain she kept inside.
Could no longer hide.
No cry for help.
She killed herself.
Both life & love could not be saved.
She took them both to the grave.

A pair of souls become undone.
Where were two now one.
Divided by this wall of death.
I soon will join you yet.
With my blood I'll find your love.
You found the strength to end your life.
As you did so shall I.

Oh no.
Please don't go.
It's like a death in the family.

A crimson pool so warm & deep.
Lulls me to an endless sleep.
Your hand in mine - I will be brave.
take me from this earth.
An endless night - this, the end of life.
From the dark I feel your lips.
And I taste your bloody kiss.

Oh no.
Please don't go.
It's like a death in the family.

Don't die on me.
Don't die on me.
Don't die on me.
Don't die.


3.0.I.F.


Too Late: Frozen

So you've come to say you're very sorry.
"It won't happen again - forgive me?"
Time will not heal these wounds.
And I'm bleeding because of you.

Was everything we had just a joke?
I've run out of patience, tears and hope.
Love does not conquer all.
And I'm screaming because of you.

Too late for apologies.

In the shadow of the light from a black sun.
Frigid statue standing icy blue and numb.
Where are the frost giants I've begged for protection?
I'm freezing.

Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow.
Not from the north come to this glacial abode.
But from your dimension cryogenic limbo.
I'm freezing.
I'm frozen.
It's too late.


Blood & Fire

I always thought we'd be together.
And that our love could not be better.
Well with no warning you were gone.
I still don't know what went gone.
You don't know what I've been through.
Just want to put my love in you.

No more nights.
Of blood & fire.

All those special memories.
Now I bleed for you - burn for me.
Perhaps I was just dreaming.
When I think these things had real meaning.
You don't know what I've been through.
Just want to put my love in you.

Love eternal.
Lust eternal.
Bleeding, burning.
Needing, yearning.

I see your face in every flame.
With no answers I have only myself to blame.
Of all the women I have known - they're not you.
I'd rather be alone.

No more nights.
Of blood & fire.


Can't lose you

I can't lose you.
I can't lose you.
No I can't lose you.
I can't lose you.


Suspended in Dusk

"Damn me father, for I must sin..."

Four centuries of this damned immortality
Yet, I did not ask to be made, why?
I will never again feel your sun upon my face
Or the comfort of a grave
I am not alive and I am not dead
This is hell on earth

How can I possibly explain this eternal youth?
When I can do nothing, but sit by
As my love grows old and wither
And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
And prolong this eternal winter
It is october's perpetual agony
It is the shadow realm

Father, please forgive me
For he knows not what to do

With every victim I pray for my own death
And as much as I love the night
I curse the moon's eerie glow
This bloodlust that drags me to forever
The toxic rays of dawn that condemn me to limbo
I am forced to dwell in grey autumnal twilight
I am suspended in dusk

Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do
Father, please forgive him
For he knows not what to do


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This entire opus is respectfully dedicated to all those who have loved unconditionally only to have their hearts unanaesthetically ripped out: Base not your joy upon the deeds of others, for what is given can be taken away. No hope = no fear.
- Peter

Produced: Silver / Steele
Recorded: Systems Two / Brooklyn, New York
Additional recording: Sty in the Sky / Brooklyn, New York
Mastered: Geroge Marino / Sterling Sound
All songs decomposed by Steele
Sitar & Tambura: Paul Bento (courtesy of Sound Views Records)
Additional vocal performances:
The Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir,
Erasmus High School Boys Special Ed.,
Brooklyn Philharmonic Orchestra (Verdigris Phlogiston conducting),
Bonnie Weiss, Karen Rose, Debbie Alter, Chris Zamp,
Alan Robert, Joey Z. (Little Skinny), Keith Caputo, Mike Palmeri.

Photography:
Front cover & group: John Wadsworth
Individuals: Jeff Kitts
Art concept: Steele
Art execution & development: Patty
Lovely assistants: Kim & Gabriella

Propaganda:
The Negative Reaction
235 74th street - Brooklyn, NY
11209-2401 - USA (Stamp or IRC appreciated)

Management: Ken Kriete for Kriete, Kincaid & Faith
Ph: 718 921-7436

To order Type O Negative merchandise, write:
Blue Grape Merchandising - 225 Lafayette St., Ste. 407
New York, N.Y. 11012

Deepest appreciation to John Wadsworth for his expeditious supply of visual imagery





Review



I don't know if I need to say anything about this cd, because everybody seems to know it. Anyways, if you don't know it already, you should. This album is so stuffed full of good songs there's something there to please anyone. The slower commercial successes like Christian Woman and Black No. 1, the faster songs like Kill all the White People and We Hate Everyone. Luckily for me I like all those songs. I'm glad Type O matured in their music since the last cd, but haven't lost their morbid sense of humour. I think it's a very good cd for everyone who likes metal, and to introduce people who don't to it.

Rating: 8 out of 10


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