"BITES"

Assimilate.
Dead Lines.
Blood On The Wall.
Church *
Icebreaker.
Tomorrow *
Dead Doll **
Film.
Love *
The Choke.
Social Deception.
Christianity.
Basement.
Last Call.
Falling.
The Centre Bullet **
One Day ****
Cage ***

( Legend )
* -appears only on cassette and CD.
** -appears only on original cassette release and CD.
*** -appears only on original cassette release.
**** -appears only on CD, but not listed on cover.

Note: The versions of Film & Icebreaker on Bites differ from the versions on Remission.

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cEVIN KEY:
synths • sequencers • tapes • digital sampling • treatments • acoustic & metallic percussions •
drums • rythm programming • bass guitar.

NIVEK OGRE:
voices • lyrics • synth • metallic percussions • treatments and objects.

Produced and engineered by: Cevin Key and David Ogilvie.
Assimilate Produced & Mixed by: Tom Ellard.
Executive Producer Terry McBride.

~ All songs written & performed by Skinny Puppy ~

GUEST ARTISTS:
Willhelm Schroder plays bass synth on Icebreaker & The Choke.

Tom Ellard does tapes, treatments, and digital sampling on assimilate.
Mr D. Plevin plays bass guitar destruction on Blood on the wall.
0riginal sleeve by: Steven R Gilmore, assisted by" Greg Sykes.

~ THE LYRICS OF BITES ~

"Assimilate"

Oil removed, Shred and tear. Radiation vapor, Its the fear. So unclear, Man in motion going nowhere. In our homes, Stuck in the face, spread the word to the populace. Yellow journal, yellow journal, Set the pace, Feel the rage. Manifestations of a sort so insidious, Off the point. Simple solution, Never confusion, Sport a gun, Kill a cop, Crazy world of weary thought. So receive me, Had enough. Lock me up, lock me up... "Rot and Assimilate" "So hot to Annihilate" Deviation, Toxic mess, prolonged existence. Innocence is he who speaks isn't weak, Wheelchair virtue so to speak. Bubonic plague, The truth of aids, Immunity, avoid decay. In the trench of pestilence, The bible screams announce your faith. Mutterings of death to bring, Suffocate a newborn thing. Degradation of an age, Venereal it's all sensation. Protect, Design the moral plan. Infallible as propaganda, Completely black with no steps back... "Hot to Assimilate" "We'll Rot or Annihilate" Agony profusely stains the inner thinking of the brain, Accusations, Clanking chains, Experiments with the groans of pains. All prefer, No one blames the terror in an animal's screams, Encages our future... ~THE ANSWERS INSANE~

Sample test at best is nothing less. Run for more, I can't decide. Love in the grass is nothing less, Rather you look me in the eye. Your face creeping in, Your caring thankless grin. Immobilize the setting sin, Create the mood that's dark and grim. Aortic high, Arctic part. Mood altered, My paradise is lost. Mask over, No one left to dock. Hide the trap, Caution, Deadline remark. Aortic, Matches my grey skin. Known so long, Feels like the next of kin. Aortic, High arctic part. Hide the trap, Caution, Deadline remains. A jaded whip, Rosehip. A shallow kiss. Chauvinistic, Go look inside. Whilst in the back. A gold to lead, To resurrect whats left to die. Fainted bait, Breathes faint. Tarnish and elevate, Wipe the slate. Kiss goodbye, Overuse blank card. Rendezvous, Understand bells. Mourn the tired.

( Instrumental )

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"Church"

( Instrumental )

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"Icebreaker"

Passing ghosts, Heres the host. Talk of nothing matters most. Urban fracture, Whats the matter? Only I am lost. Rip blade, Doomsday. Cutstring, Way they go away. Die Love. Icebreaker are words misused. Enough, Those shameless view. Icebreaker shall sail right through. Cold mirror gives icy clues. Passing ghosts, Heres the host. Talk of nothing matters most. Urban fracture, Whats the matter? Only I am lost. Notice shells, Ails the well. Smile of hell dosed phantoms will. Future answer, Does it matter??? Deaths the only thrill!!!

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"Tomorrow"

( Instrumental )

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"Dead Doll"

( Instrumental )

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"Film"

( Instrumental )

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"Love"

( Instrumental )

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"The Choke"

Torment, a stench. One side, inside. No doubt, lost count. Brutalize the half red eyes. Decide, which side, whose side. You're in the middle of the fire. A scythe and smock is sharp, so sharp. No conscience, such confidence. A crooked ear, so insincere. A glue on smile, your social style. Tyrants rule is such a fool. Superior, good advice, it's so nice (from you) Arguments, so hideous. They're heaven sent, you can't repent. Words like ice, cut and slice. Announce my demise. Christ why did you die? No conscience, such confidence. A crooked ear, so insincere. A glue on smile, your social style. Tyrants rule is such a fool. Superior, good advice. Blood red and arguments. Heaven sent, torment, my stench. Putrefy, putrefy. Wise, so wise. You're not so wise. Shadow, shadow, shadow, shadow, why?

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"Social Deception"

Belladonna, yet you cry. Passing incandescent creatures, dark recesses. Living is hot, retort got to take effect. The outring teaching, nothing new. The truth conform the fate of the forest. Everything that's hot, it's melancholy morality. It's him the beast. Forest creeps, steep rocks. The paws bleed, waving her caught, rabies whir. Seeking, clench best. Prolong the dread. The fiends set upon him to tear him to pieces, him heart. Are you so feeling, incredibly rapidly. Take it, contemplate aim, find my grace blood!

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"Christianity"

( Instrumental )

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"Basement"

( Instrumental )

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"Last Call"

Trip the long dusty road. Care, denounce, no overload. In as much as what's become, a sterile crashed up iceberg tomb. Mist on ash on murky shore, Now begin don't let it show. Answers even without feeling. No fulfilling, close the door, last call. Open bar, never closing. Reach beyond, last call. A shallow pond, slow descending, so slow to drown. Watch the perfect dna, switch, pretend at last to see. Cancellation is the feel, respectfully, to never be. Symbolize, simile. Put in words so simply. Ask direction, no correction. Mp the course,to end the way. Catch the stall wishful air, walk among, do seem to care. On the surface, righteous air, deliver on the right to share. Mesh the fine nuclear bond, crawl between the chromosome. On the top of what's become, a two-fold generation......(Boom.)

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"Falling"

( Instrumental )

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"The Centre Bullet"

( Instrumental )

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"One Day"

( Instrumental )

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"Cage"

Articulate and fill with nothing, said the leach of the leeches. Need pen tip, drips noxious function. A double standard fee. Redirect, burn infinite. Decadence replaces the next day, crawling screams at yesterday. Eyes gather, squinting. Dissect and fear, gather words of wisdom to fling in vain. What is your purpose of this game?? Carcass soiled, caged broken pieces in the dust decay. Nervous exhaustion caused jagged cross analogy. Destroy to depict it, dirt flows down empty veins. All alive within will seep away. Ears enlarge to listen, confess the rest to all. Gazing up, looking so angelic. Force feed nothing, hot dirt... ( IT WAS JUST A LITTLE BLOOD, IT'LL WASH OUT ) Lifes ambition for you, Spiteful...

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