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     Maggots put on shirts
 
     Maggots put on shirts
 
     sell each other shit
 
     sell each other shit
     sometimes I feel so worthleth (worthless)
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     sometimes I feel discarded
 
     sometimes I feel discarded
 
     I wish that I was good enough
 
     I wish that I was good enough

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This article is about the song. For other uses, see Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death) and Holy Wood (novel).
"In the Shadow of the Valley of Death"
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death cover
Song by Marilyn Manson
Album Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death)
Released November 13, 2000
Recorded 1999–2000 at the Mansion in Death Valley, California
Genre Alternative rock, experimental rock, art rock
Length 4:09
Label Nothing, Interscope
Writer Marilyn Manson
Composer Twiggy Ramirez, John 5
Producer Marilyn Manson, Dave Sardy

"In the Shadow of the Valley of Death" is the seventh track on the 2000 release Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death). The song is characterized by the presence of acoustic guitars that are quite similar to many of the ballads found on Mechanical Animals.

Appearances

Albums

Versions

  • In the Shadow of the Valley of Death — Appears on Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death).

Lyrics

    We have no future
    heaven wasn't made for me
    we burn ourselves to hell
    as fast as it can be
    and I wish that I could be the king
    then I'd know that I am not alone
    
    Maggots put on shirts
    sell each other shit
    sometimes I feel so worthless
    sometimes I feel discarded
    I wish that I was good enough
    then I'd know that I am not alone
    
    Death is policeman
    Death is the priest
    Death is the stereo
    Death is a TV
    Death is the Tarot
    Death is an angel and
    Death is our God
    killing us all
    
    she put the seeds in me
    plant this dying tree
    she's a burning string
    and I'm just the ashes