Lyrics Odds of Even - Marilyn Manson
Stare
in
the
face
of
the
grim
death
Screaming
monsters
bring
me
to
deafness
My
dagger
and
swagger
are
useless
in
the
face
of
the
mirror
When
the
mirror
is
made
of
my
face
This
is
the
house
of
death
Even
angels
die
in
the
arms
of
demons
This
is
the
house
of
death
Even
angels
die
in
the
arms
of
demons
Hide
your
heart
in
your
gut
But
for
what?
When
they're
waiting
to
pull
you
apart
like
a
scarecrow
On
death
row,
soon
now
all
of
your
secrets
are
shown
This
is
the
house
of
death
Even
angels
die
in
arms
of
demons
This
is
the
house
of
death
Even
angels
die
in
the
arms
of
demons
No
one
is
exempt
from
the
odds
of
even
No
one
is
exempt
from
the
odds
of
even
No
one
is
exempt
from
the
odds
of
even
No
one
is
exempt
from
the
odds
of
even
1 Killing Strangers
2 Deep Six
3 Third Day of a Seven Day Binge
4 The Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
5 Warship My Wreck
6 Slave Only Dreams to Be King
7 The Devil Beneath My Feet
8 Birds of Hell Awaiting
9 Cupid Carries a Gun
10 Odds of Even
11 Day 3
12 Fated, Faithful, Fatal
13 Fall of the House of Death
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