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BrainDead
03:59
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Intro
V1
An evil rat monkey’s bite
A Wound Festering Inside
It’s virus will cause you to lose your head.
Face melting off, not alive, but not dead.
Hide the evidence at home
Mouths begin to foam
Beginning to hunger, they’re wanting to feed
Lock them up quick before they spread the disease
C
These Undead houseguests behind the cellar door
Dripping all their blood and puss all over the floors
Converting into zombies, everyone I know.
These undead drop- ins are gonna have to go.
Spreading like the plague, they keep creating more.
Assortment of blades to cut down this horde.
Slipping and sliding on gallons of blood.
Bury these nightmares in 6 feet of mud.
V2
Dark forces are at work.
In the shadows they lurk.
Marked with black mark, fills me with dread
Sign of star and moon given me to protect.
Starting to decay
They continue to sway
Black magic ritual is how this began.
I’ll rid the world of these ghouls if ever I can.
C
These Undead houseguests behind the cellar door
Dripping all their blood and puss all over the floors
Converting into zombies, everyone I know.
These undead drop- ins are gonna have to go.
Spreading like the plague, they keep creating more.
Assortment of blades to cut down this horde.
Slipping and sliding on gallons of blood.
Bury these nightmares in 6 feet of mud.
Bridge
Zingaya! You’ve got the bite.
These Undead houseguests behind the cellar door
Dripping all their blood and puss all over the floors
Converting into zombies, everyone I know.
These undead drop- ins are gonna have to go.
Spreading like the plague, they keep creating more.
Assortment of blades to cut down this horde.
Slipping and sliding on gallons of blood.
Bury these nightmares in 6 feet of mud.
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2. |
Naturan Demanto
03:56
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Verse 1 (3 Bars)
A weekend away with my dearest friends
We didn’t know this was how it would end
An eerie cabin in the Tennessee Hills
We summoned the dead and got more than just chills
Pause
The demons appeared, they sang-
Chorus (4 Bars)
Why have you disturbed our sleep, awakened us from our ancient slumber? You will die. Like the others before you. We will take you one by one.
Interlude (2 Bars)
What about her eyes? For God’s sake what happened to her eyes?
Verse 2 (4 Bars)
First they took Cheryl, she’s host to a demon
(Why must she make those horrible sounds?)
Shelley’s severed hand is wielding a dagger
(She’s dead, we have to bury her now.)
Then they took Linda, girl of my dreams.
(Please Ash, don’t let them take me away again.)
Scotty is bleeding out on the couch.
(There’s no tomorrow, you gotta find a way out.)
Bridge Build (2 Bars)
We’re gonna get you
We’re gonna get you
Not another peep
Time to go to sleep
Breakdown (4 Bars)
Come on, Come on, get it over with. Why are you torturing me like this? I cast the book into the flame. Spirits return from whence you came.
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LunkHead
03:36
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C1
Always In, Never Good, I thought this time my luck had changed.
Meteor- Pulsating, oozing, liquid seed asphyxiating what’s left of me.
Break 1
I’m Growing. A Human Weed.
C2
Always In, Never Good, my bad luck brought me something not of this world.
I’ve started turning green- something growing on me. Consuming me from the outside in.
Break 2
I’m Growing. A Human Weed. Please, just this once, let my luck be in.
Interlude
Pre Breakdown
Breakdown
My skin started sprouting. Growing, budding.
Botanical cocoon. Forming. Encasing.
Don’t get in that tub, boy. Signing your death warrant.
I’m already a goner, soak in, proliferate.
Pre Verse
“Verse”
It came from the unknown- that glowing, incandescent stone.
That’s the ticket for a better life, they’d pay top dollar for a meteorite.
But now everything I touch is turning green, Turning into a plant, it’s suffocating me.
12 gauge in my hand, this is the end, Please, just this once, please let my luck be in.
C3
Always In, Never Good, I thought this time my luck had changed.
Meteor- Pulsating, oozing, liquid seed asphyxiating what little is left of me.
Outro
I’m Growing. A Human Weed. I’m Sprouting. Budding. This is the end of me.
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4. |
Grizzly End
04:24
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Five Eight, 155. Speeding west on his Motorbike.
Living his best life, Darrell was much too young to die.
He pitched a tent in the waning Light- Cascadian mountainside
Scent of campfire cooking floating into the night.
From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrel’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears
Screams rip through the hills
Claws and teeth tear entrails
Scattered about the forest floor, a scene of unspeakable horror
Torn into pieces- it was blood guts and gore
Darrel labored his last breath- Undeserving of Brutal Death
All he wanted- to eat some hotdogs. Some hotdogs.
From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrell’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears
Hunger Overpowers Fear
Predatory Instincts Lead
The Smell of Food So Near
They sense it’s time to feed
Massive Deadly Claws
Strike Helpless Prey
Powerful Snapping Jaws
Cause Blood to Spray
From the woods they came, uninvited guests
To feast upon Darrell’s tender flesh
So don’t you forget that savory scent on the air
Is a damn good way to attract Grizzly Bears
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5. |
Bad Taste
04:28
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V1
There’s something strange going down.
They’ve abducted this whole town.
Psychos from outer space.
Harvesting human race.
PC1
The new exotic taste is you!
C1
New taste sensation- taking galaxy by storm.
Extraterrestrial Fast Food Joint
Now serving human flesh, always butchered fresh
The new exotic taste is you!
Interlude
Intro Pt 2
V2
Soaking in herbs and spices
You’ll be their lunch on Friday
Assorted Organ Stew.
Brains soaked in lemon juice.
PC 2
The new exotic taste is you!
C2
New taste sensation- taking galaxy by storm.
Extraterrestrial Fast Food Joint
Now serving human flesh, always butchered fresh
The new exotic taste is you!
Interlude
Heavy Breakdown
Giant mincer descend from the sky.
Human livestock- The harvest is ripe.
Sapiens burger- taste is unmatched.
Throw your fried moonrat into the trash.
Staccato Breakdown
Spinal fluid sauce.
Assorted organ stew.
Sapien- burgers
Final Chorus
New taste sensation- taking galaxy by storm.
Extraterrestrial Fast Food Joint
Now serving human flesh, always butchered fresh
The new exotic taste is you!
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