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Preaching to the Fire
01:50
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Preaching to the fire
Burning trees and briars
Souls rise with the flames
Lost in smoke their names
Guilty one and all
As the embers fall
Cinders scorch the ground
Their corpses never found
Blazing patrons wail
As they transcend the pale
Nothing left at all
Nothing left but ashen thralls
Filthy all and one
Zealotry must be undone
See the faithful burn
As the smoke now roils and churns
Preaching to the fire
Incineration done
Fire hotter than the sun
The end of their faith
Religion a wayward wraith
Preaching to the fire
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2. |
Gargoyle
01:58
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Mask of stone
Polished bone
Sleep at dawn
Return home
Wicked voice
Favoured choice
Ugly words
Worms rejoice
Every day - Turn to stone
Every night - Hunt alone
Cannot fight - Spirits stray
Every word - Cannot say
Gargoyle
Open tomb
Open wounds
Hungry heart
Sharp fangs loom
Wretched face
Unknown grace
Falling rain
Ugly place
Every day - Turn to stone
Every night - Hunt alone
Cannot fight - Spirits stray
Every word - Cannot say
Gargoyle
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3. |
Thin Blue Chyme
02:11
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The boys in blue are coming for you
They walk in line, thin blue chyme
Pigs armed to the fucking tusks
Club in hand stroke until bust
ACAB
Facade swarming like hungry wasps
Brainless acts of utter repulsion
No one is safe when they are near
Bullets rain like a fucking deluge
Blue lives don't fucking exist
Your job is not your ethnicity
Hypocrisy as they murder on camera
Drag them to the gallows
ACAB
Blue and black this battered race
Protectors with gun in hand
Mother Earth awash in blood
We're fucking doomed
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4. |
Dead Horse
02:25
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Nightmare time unleashed
Dead and wretched beast
Pulsing thick with worms
Oozing slime and germs
Asshole breeding rats
Ballsack fat with gnats
Eyes rolled back in fear
I don't want to be here
Dead horse beaten
Time and time again
Dead horse beaten
Bloody guts and brains
Dead horse battered
Kicked long after death
Dead horse beaten
You can't catch your breath
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Knee deep in fucking shite
We watch these fools on display
Boils seeping wretched blight
Maggots coil wet and grey
Can't believe my fucking eyes
Distorted reality
The respect within me dies
Cannot fathom what I see
Can't believe all I witness
Shake my head as it rains down piss
Weak words torn away by the wind
Lip service oozing down their chins
Alestorm sucks and so do their fans
Mob mentality in full force
Pathetic spines filled with jelly
We just talked about beating a dead horse
Will not accept what they're selling
Shame and repulsion rains on me
My spirit taken by the sea
Reprehensible fucking waste
Take me away from this ugly place
Can't believe all I witness
Shake my head as it rains down piss
Weak words torn away by the wind
Lip service oozing down their chins
Alestorm sucks and so do their fans
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6. |
Romancing the Stoned
03:10
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Smoke hung like a tapestry
Or a martyr on a tree
Ash clung to the pages
Like birds in their cages
Crust
Stoned in my apartment again
Drunk to hopefully kill the pain
Hungry for salvation
The spirit craves enucleation
ROMANCING THE STONED
Waxy feeling on my lips
I have got to come to grips
Try to separate joy and pain
Forgotten like piss in rain
ROMANCING THE STONED
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7. |
Pulverized Cortex
01:14
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PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
PULVERIZED CORTEX
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Pit of vipers, den of rats
House on fire, feast of crap
Hungry monkeys, swarm of flies
So called heroes eating lies
Down the ladder, up the stairs
Round and round, swallow the stares
Tap the vein and beat the heart
Beat your dicks and call it art
Open up and swallow
Everything they say
Never question their words
Kneel and pray
Meaning of words stumble
Every fucking way
Always twisting inward
Night and day
Family friendly orgy
Online all the time
Anything is kosher
Soaked in slime
Always beating their dicks
Beating till they bleed
Masturbating online
Caked in seed
Pathetic
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Welcome to Hell
My dank clinic
Where I tinker
On you cynics
I take you apart
I take out your heart
Down your throat or up your ass
This operation will be your last
Through your veins ultimate pain
Finally I'll steal your brain
In your asshole up to my elbow
Ripped intestines
Shattered bones
Plugged up eye holes
Patient unknown
I pull out your soul
Straight from your asshole
Down your throat or up your ass
This operation will be your last
Through your veins ultimate pain
Finally I'll steal your brain
In your asshole up to my elbow
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I can see clearly
Caressing dearly
Heavy breath
From the depths
Stare into their eyes
Breathing ugly sighs
Pray for death
Nothing else is left
Look at what you see and try not to believe
Shattered orbital cavities
Pick up all the pieces so that you can leave
Shattered orbital cavities
Sifting through your memories looking for an answer
Shattered orbital cavities
Picking through the memories only finding cancer
Shattered orbital cavities
Can't believe what I see
Behind those eyes is me
Shattered mirror
Images nearer
Eyes and glass
Cannot even laugh
Broken bloody bone
Splattered across stone
Look at what you see and try not to believe
Shattered orbital cavities
Pick up all the pieces so that you can leave
Shattered orbital cavities
Sifting through your memories looking for an answer
Shattered orbital cavities
Picking through the memories only finding cancer
Shattered orbital cavities
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11. |
Meat and Chips
01:42
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I want kebab meat and chips
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Wheel in the guillotine
Smoke from the fires black like my soul
The sky above pocked with seeping holes
Cankered welkin, angel discharge
Cancerous sun looming large
And a silhouette leers through the smoke
Dream stealer, eater of hope
Sipping shame from a flaccid teat
Lying through its teeth while feeding on meat
I believe in destiny
But only one of pain
I believe in wretched fate
But only inside a living brain
I don't believe you'd understand
Not part of your selfish plan
I don't believe that you're sincere
I regret the words that I hear
MORRISSEY ON THE GUILLOTINE
THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME
DISAGREE WITH WHAT I'VE SAID
ON YOUR KNEES AND LOSE YOUR HEAD
MORRISSEY ON THE GUILLOTINE
ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME
80'S RHYMES AND BLACKENED TIMES
YOU GOT YOURS HAHA BUT FUCKER I GOT MINE
Blood and bones rain like misery
Upon the ruined carcass of this city
Gore and shite reign just like agony
Within the cathedrals all around me
Shaking and shambling, a massive creature
Cloaked in bats, a halo of vultures
Poesy bleeding from a mouth of sores
Saliva thick and diseased with pulsing pores
I believe in destiny
But only one of pain
I believe in wretched fate
But only inside a living brain
I don't believe you'd understand
Not part of your selfish plan
I don't believe that you're sincere
I regret the words that I hear
MORRISSEY ON THE GUILLOTINE
THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME
DISAGREE WITH WHAT I'VE SAID
ON YOUR KNEES AND LOSE YOUR HEAD
MORRISSEY ON THE GUILLOTINE
ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU'VE TAUGHT ME
80'S RHYMES AND BLACKENED TIMES
YOU GOT YOURS HAHA BUT FUCKER I GOT MINE
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13. |
Crucified Ghoul
04:58
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Hungry hordes flock to the son of god
Hanged on planks so high above
Christians hungry for his meat
Wolves disguised as weak lambs bleat
Cannibal Christians rend and tear
Ripping meat from anywhere
Thirsty to drink down his blood
Zombies barefoot in the mud
Ravenous fanatics on their knees
To rend and tear their only need
Feast upon the shining son
They devour the chosen one
Followers of Christianity
Accepting this insanity
A world awash in blood and flames
This kingdom of one thousand names
Dogma howls to a pagan moon
The behest of religious goons
Wicked soldiers of the cross
Trample the bones of the lost
Drooling as they rip open veins
Wine sprays on the fools and flames
Gushing down their greedy throats
Sucking hard like needy goats
Meat is shredded in their maws
Skin shorn by filthy claws
A wild orgy of pure chaos
He'll resurrect so there's no loss
Ravenous fanatics on their knees
To rend and tear their only need
Feast upon the shining son
They devour the chosen one
Followers of Christianity
Accepting this insanity
A world awash in blood and flames
This kingdom of one thousand names
Dogma howls to a pagan moon
The behest of religious goons
Wicked soldiers of the cross
Trample the bones of the lost
CRUCIFIED GHOUL
HANGING HIGH ABOVE
CRUCIFIED GHOUL
MASTICATES THE DOVE
CRUCIFIED GHOUL
FEEDING ON HIS SLAVES
CRUCIFIED GHOUL
THE SON OF GOD IS SAVED
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