Original Version LP Version Promo Tape Version
1. Unsuccessfully coping with the natural beauty of infidelity 12:40 1. Unsuccessfully coping with the natural beauty of infidelity 12:40 1. Unsuccessfully coping with the natural beauty of infidelity 12:40
2. Der untermensch 8:55 2. Der untermensch 8:55 2. Der untermensch 8:55
3. Xero tolerance 7:46 3. Xero tolerance 7:46 3. Xero tolerance 7:46
4. Prelude to agony 12:15 4. Prelude to agony 12:15 4. Prelude to agony 12:15
5. Glass walls of limbo (dance mix) 6:44 5. Glass walls of limbo (dance mix) 6:44 5. Glass walls of limbo (dance mix) 6:44
6. The misinterpretation of silence and its disastrous consequences 1:04 6. The misinterpretation of silence and its disastrous consequences 1:04 6. The misinterpretation of silence and its disastrous consequences 1:04
7. Gravitational constant: G = 6.67x10-8 cm-3gm-1sec-2 9:15 7. Gravitational constant: G = 6.67x10-8 cm-3gm-1sec-2 9:15 7. Gravitational constant: G = 6.67x10-8 cm-3gm-1sec-2 9:15
total time 58:39 total time 58:39 total time 58:39
Longbox Version Rerelease Version
1. Unsuccessfully coping with the natural beauty of infidelity 12:40 1. Unsuccessfully coping with the natural beauty of infidelity 12:40
2. Der untermensch 8:55 2. Der untermensch 8:55
3. Xero tolerance 7:46 3. Xero tolerance 7:46
4. Prelude to agony 12:15 4. Prelude to agony 12:15
5. Glass walls of limbo (dance mix) 6:44 5. Glass walls of limbo (dance mix) 6:44
6. The misinterpretation of silence and its disastrous consequences 1:04 6. The misinterpretation of silence and its disastrous consequences 1:04
7. Gravitational constant: G = 6.67x10-8 cm-3gm-1sec-2 9:15 7. Gravitational constant: G = 6.67x10-8 cm-3gm-1sec-2 9:15
8. Hey Pete (Pete's Ego Trip Version) 5:19
total time 58:39 total time 63:58


Unsuccessfully Coping With The Natural Beauty Of Infidelity

a. Anorganic Transmutogenesis (synthetic division)

Trust and you'll be trusted
Says the liar to the fool
Lust and so what if you're busted?
In love and war there ain't no rules

Do you believe in forever?
I don't even believe in tomorrow
The only things that last forever
Are memories and sorrow

Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal
The prophets preach to forgive and forget
I'm sorry, but I am unable

b. coitus interruptus

c. I Know You're Fucking Someone Else

You went to L'amour Saturday night
Red nails and lipstick dressed two sizes two tight
His tongue down your throat
His hand up your skirt
Yeah I'm a man
But it still hurts

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

You had cock on your mind
And cum on your breath
Inserted that diaphragm before you left
Practicing freelance gynecology
Where there's a womb there's a way
With you it's for free

Slut
Whore
Cunt

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

Done it before
Time after time
Refused to learn your lesson
Gave 'til it hurt
Thought it was right
Only fools make mistakes twice

So you sit home
Drinking alone
Empty bottle in your hand
Don't even try
To sort out the lies
It's worse to try to understand

You
You make me hate myself

I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)
I know you're fucking someone else
(He knows you're fucking someone else)

I know
(He knows)
I said I know
(He said he knows)

I know
(He knows)


Der Untermensch

a. Socioparasite

Hey you on public assistance
Why don't you get a job?
Sell some dope and buy some pride
It's the only thing you couldn't rob

Socioparasite
Socioparasite

How does it feel to live for free?
Get off society's back
Skells like you allowed to live
You wonder why we're taxed

Socioparasite
Socioparasite

b. Waste of Life

Waste of life
You're a waste of life

Getting fucked up on Classon Avenue
Smoking crack and drinking booze
Spike in your arm
No money for food
But there's plenty of gas in your BMW

There's a dopewhore waiting at home
Dealing your shit on the chemophone
Poor Tawana gets born with a birth defect
But it only increases your welfare check

Been doing some thinking and I have an answer
To arrest the spreading cancer
Send you back to where you came from
Get the fuck rid of you (sub)human scum

If you don't pay taxes you shouldn't vote
So get in line and get back on the boat
I'd love to tear down all those projects
Kiss my ass home relief reject

Waste of life
You're a waste of life
Waste of life
You're a waste of life


Xero Tolerance

a. Type "A" Personality Disorder

Hatred
Obsessing me
Hatred
Possessing me

Anger
Burning me
Anger
Turning me

Into someone I don't
Into someone I don't know
Into someone I don't know

Rage
That's shaking me
Rage
That's making me

Into someone I don't
Into someone I don't know
Into someone I don't know

I don't know

b. Kill You Tonight

I'll kill you tonight
I'll kill you tonight
I'll kill you tonight
I'll fuckin' kill you

And now you die!

Oh you're dead now!

Yeeeaaah-Hoooooo!

I got a pickax in the trunk of my car
I'll put it on the grinder to get it real sharp
There's an ugly green monster in my head
Won't leave me alone
Until you're dead

I called your house but you couldn't be reached
So I took the D train to Brighton Beach
You're doing the thing with a brand new man
Checking out the stars
Screwing on the sand

Kill you
Kill you
Punishment
Kill you

Took some steriods and adrenaline
Finlandia vodka and hallucinagens
Mixed it with blood and orange juice
Liquid protein and ice cubes

Staring down at your sweaty embraces
Put my tool right through your faces
Well buddyboy I hope you enjoyed her
'Cause I'm an equal opportunity destroyer

Kill you
Kill you
Punishment
Kill you

I'll kill you tonight
I'll kill you tonight
I'll kill you tonight
I'll fuckin' kill you

c. Love You to Death

chop chop chop ...


Prelude to agony

a. The Truth

b. God Love Fire Woman Death

There is no pain like that of desire
Is there no difference between women and fire?
One burns the spirit
The other the flesh
Is sex worth the price of certain death?

Absolution
I am whole
Absolution
I am

Open her loins and into the hearth
Don't let her flames consume your heart
For the quest of holy copulation
The end result?
Self immoliation

Absolution
I am whole
Absolution
I am

Love is life
Life is love
Love is pain
Pain is death

c. Jackhammerape

Agony and ecstacy
Your cries of pain my pleasure
To know my machine internally
Your torment I treasure

Lifeblood combines with semen
Your screaming my laughter
The compressor is running smoothly
'Tis vengeance I am after

Begging becomes your lovesong
You're dying
I masturbate
For the crime of burning me
I give to thee
Jackhammerape

d. Pain (is irrelevant)

Pain
Pain
Pain
Pain

I hope you enjoy this

(Pain)


Gravitational Constant: G = 6.67 x 10^-8 cm^3 gm^-1 sec^-2

a. Unjustifiable Existence

One two three four
I don't wanna live no more

Well I've got no more reason to live
And I've got no more love to give
Tonight's the night
I'll paint the town red
I'll put another whole through my head

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Now I feel the weight of a world on my back
I've seen the future
The future looks black
It's what I must do
I have no reservations
Ain't talk 'bout self preservation

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Gravity
Crushing me
Gravity
Crushing me
Crushing me
Crushing me

b. Acceleration (due to gravity) - 980cm^-2 sec

Yeah I feel something pulling me down
Forcing me between myself and the ground
Of all the nightmares that ever came true
I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you

Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable
Unjustifiable existence
Unjustifiable existence

Gravity
Crushing me
Gravity
Crushing me
Crushing me
Crushing me

c. Antimatter: Electromechanical Psychedelicosis

d. Requiem for a Souless Man

I've got a problem
A problem with hate
I can't go on dragging this weight
A cold steel hand that won't let go
Acid-filled thoughts out of control

I built myself a nice little cage
With bars of anger and a lock of rage
I can't help asking Who's got the key?
When I know damned well it's me

No I ain't hinting for sympathy
I'm used to dealing with apathy
The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime
Just wish me better luck next time

So what if I died a thousand deaths
You think I'm insane but I have no regrets
One more time won't matter no question
Suicide is self expression.


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P: Vox, bass, hammers and axes, bulldozer, frontend loader and steamroller, all fire and
wolves, autumn, green, dusk, lunar phase (|), iron, 8, anger, emerald, north, druid.




K: Guitar, vox, drills and screwdrivers, steam, diesel and electrical locomotives, all water
and foxes, spring, grey, dawn, lunar phase (|), copper, 13, torment, ivory, south, barbarian.




J: Keys, vox, saws and shears, diesel crane and steam derek, all air and lions, winter, black,
midnight, lunar phase (-), silver, 69, despair, onyx, east, vampire.




S: Drums, vox, wrenches and pliers, piledriver and blast furnace, all earth and bears, summer,
white, noon, lunar phase (-), bronze, 3:14, hatred, diamon, west, pirate.





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Produced by Type O Negative
Engineered by (we like) Mike Marciano
Recorded and mixed at Systems Two, Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by Michael Sarsfield at Frankford/Wayne, New York, NY
Art concept and design: Peter Steele
Art executor: Patricia Mooney

Additional musicians:
The Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir (BLC)

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c/o Blue Grape merchandising
225 Lafayette St., Suite 407
New York, NY 10012

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Review



Hehe... Kind of a vague cd. Type O Negative have some morbid sense of humour seems from the artwork and lyrics. They play some kind of punk/metal with strange interludes. Songs that go on forever, but they're good enough not to get boring. At least, the fifth 'song' is so slow you'd have to be pretty weird to dance to it, the sixth is just silence, and then the last song is suddenly the highlight of the entire album. I'd like to hear more of them, only next time a more serious attempt maybe?

Rating: 7 out of 10


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