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Bring Out Your Dread
05:44
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Airborne sicknesses spreading faster than the wings of a mosquito
Bloodshot eyes their loved ones die
Contagious viral death
Cover all orifices from the crimson red mist
The faint moans of the deceased, as they start to resurrect
They’re rising
They’re screaming
They’re crawling
They’re feasting
Bring out your dread
Bring out your dread
Bleeding vomiting stomachs heaved through dry throats
The piles upon the wagon, begin to move again
A cesspit, of creatures, entrails are what they need
Vital human organs, smeared across the streets
across the streets
Smeared across the streets
(solo)
Bring out your dread
Bring out your dread
(bass solo)
Blood and bile spills from their teeth
they’re coming back to feast
Vile scenes of a human autopsy
undead revived now seek, guts on which to feed
They’re here for an edible, live action surgery
(solo)
(drum change)
They’re rising
They’re screaming
They’re crawling
They’re feasting
They’re dying
They’re living
They’re bleeding
They’re craving
They’re feeding
(the undead are alive)
Bring out your dread
Bring out your dread
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2. |
Naturom Demonto
05:12
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Bound by human flesh
Inked in human blood
This book unlocks
The gates of fire and brimstone
Death lies, within its ink
Rise x3
Naturom demonto
An army of the dead
Naturom demonto
An army of the dead
The ground will consume
Unholy sermon
Ascend from black
A calling to the dead
He saw pure evil
He heard pure evil
He spoke pure evil
He cast the evil within
Rise x3
Naturom demonto
An army of the dead
Naturom demonto
An army of the dead
The passage has been spoken
What a fatal mistake
The gods from below will now consume this earth
As above
So below
All, things possessed by death
Purgatory on earth
Before the descent to hell
A demonic communion raining
The Impurest of blood and
Death has laid to wake
Only black consumes this space
Gods possess now power
Hope left, withered and bleak
Flames cast up from hell
A disturbing mistake
Heard none but evil
Spoke none but evil
Risen from the book of the dead
Rise x3
Naturom demonto
An army of the dead
Naturom demonto
The book of the dead
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Jacket's Massacre
03:57
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The disgusting blood stained tiger, my mask of choice
Golden fists of fury, to destroy what's left in their heads
Mobster, trash, they did this to me
I don’t know where I am
I’ll fucking waste them all
It’s the voices from my phone
It’s the mask upon my face
It’s the faces in my dreams
It’s the voices in my head
Instructions from an unknown voice
Is it theirs or from my head
If I don't do what they say will they just find someone else
They're sitting white ducks
My rampage can’t be stopped
Endless supply of weapons
Leaving piles as they die
It’s the voices from my phone
It’s the mask upon my face
It’s the faces in my dreams
It’s the voices in my head
Do you like hurting other people?
I’m not crazy but why aren’t you dead?
Tell me why these fucking walls aren’t painted, red
I’m dressed to kill
Don Juan, Tony, Zack and Joans,
The only companions I trust
There's no one left to spare
Will God forgive me for my sins
New shoes to Fill
New skin to process
Beast or man, nothing will get in my way
I’ll find out who's behind this
None of them will ever stop me
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4. |
Warm Blooded Beast
03:50
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Extraction of internals
Rotting human shells
Blood ages like wine
A madman trapped in his head
Steal a soul to save a life
A murder’s only sanity
Drips profusely down his neck
It feeds on his mind
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing that I can’t kill
Just a taste of your flesh
Beaten ground and torn
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing I want more
Than to finally see your corpse
Beaten ground and torn
I’ve come to decapitate
Suffocate and strangulate
Your soul I will eradicate
Human scum depopulate
A portrait of your insides
You’ll see before you decease
Adrenaline shot to the neck
Death won’t set you free
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing that I can’t kill
Just a taste of your flesh
Beaten ground and torn
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing I want more
Than to finally see your corpse
Beaten ground and torn
Hung from the edge of a knife
Inserted between vertebrae
The sound of crunching bone
Your blood will pour
Hung from the edge of my knife
Inserted between vertebrae
The sound of crunching bone
Your blood will pour
(solo)
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing that I can’t kill
Just a taste of your flesh
Beaten ground and torn
A warm blooded beast
There’s nothing I want more
Than to finally see your corpse
Beaten ground and torn
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Tales of a great treasure far out to sea
Ripple across the towns of the doomed
Stories of the damned souls forever lost
About the men who were brave enough to face
the monstrosity beneath the sea
Eternal riches they seaked
glory shall be rewarded
To the men who tame the great beast
Ten thousand years
The beast has slept
Awoken, by the threat of man
Folklore becomes reality
A demon larger than the tallest ship ever built
The vile creature created by no god
With teeth sharper than the hardest steel
Capable of consuming and island whole
The Great King of the deep blue
A cursed being from the very depths of hell
Two hundred days
Spent out at sea
To discover our graves
At ten thousand feet
Many men left to claim its head
But none returned victorious
At the under most point of the ocean
The mythical beast still lies
The dreams of eternal fortune, just a whisper on the breeze
Death shall come to all those who dare to drift upon its tomb
On the seas we sail
12 men to man the Night's Gale
As much food as they could spare
Guns swords spears and rope they bring aboard
A one way voyage to the dark blue deep
With dreams
of buried wealth
The cries of their sons and wives
Still haunt their dreams
Drowned out by the chimes of gold
A journey into eternity
The Sea’s cursed storm
Forms from the sky
Wind picks up speed the waves begin to crash
Freezing rain, pounds our chests *
Below the surface, the water swells
Cannons to starboard, The beast approaches *
The Kraken’s calling from the deep
The Kraken’s calling from the deep
Sea salt stinging our wounds
As the demon rips the ship apart
Splintering wood and the cries of our crew
Our dreams, fade into the dark
The Captain standing on the sinking ship
Turns towards the wretched beast
Thrusts his cutlass, into its eye
The final great battle of the brine *
The brave Captain and his crew
Lie dead deep in the caves
The Sea’s cursed storm rages on
For another hundred days
The great Kraken retreats and waits to be healed
A creature that no man can kill
The monstrosity beneath the sea
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