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Procession of The Damned
Through the molten gates
Of the infernal abyss
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Eater of Worlds
04:00
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It delivered us to evil
With the thunderheads of doom
Blotted out the sun and sent us to our tombs
Choked life from our lungs, burned sight from our eyes
The nightmare had come and we knelt before the fire
No!
Wastelands fertile with a poisoned species
Sick, molested dimension
Creatures driven by madness
They feed on the dying
Smash the skulls of the weak
Pathetic, twisted victims of the eater of worlds
Die! (Die, die, die!) (x4)
Devoured, rent asunder
We belong to the mutated beasts (x2)
Die! (Die, die, die!) (x3)
Devoured, rent asunder
We belong to the mutated beasts
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Necrobutcher
02:59
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Ripping, rotting, bleeding, tortured, murdered, quartered, dead
The realm of the Necrobutcher
Indiscriminate murderer
Knee deep in rotting meat
Deluge of blood, flood of aggression
Adrenaline rush in the basement of slaughter
Psychopathic rampage in the home of the damned
The stench is unbearable
Vomit inducing nightmare rooms
Bloody slabs hanging on hooks
Cutting tables piled with gore
Intestines draped across the walls
Macabre menagerie
A showcase of guts
With a blood soaked apron, arms cradled, full of organs
Bloodshot, yellow eyes
Filled with rage and desire
He wants you as dead as he is
A butcher who can't stop butchering
Even in death, unrelenting, nightmare terrorist
He is the undead
He decapitates to satiate the bloodlust of the bloodless
A pungent broth of bile glazes the fetid floors of the oven hot slaughter tombs
Blistered and battered and tattered and torn
This is your last night before your skin is worn
A butcher who can't stop butchering
Even in death, unrepentant nightmare terrorist
He is the undead
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Hunted By Skinwalkers
03:02
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Hunted by Skinwalkers (x8)
Blood everywhere
Splattered in the trees
Crime scene of a murderous breed
I see them as they feed greedily
They rend in their jaws the flesh of the living
Picking clean the bones of the nameless victims
Scattered, dismembered bodies all over the ground
They howl and screech as they feast on the meat
The horror, the horror that plays out before me
I feel a presence slither from behind
Creeping, dark and silent
Coal black pits for eyes
And I run for my life
Bullets cannot save me
Knives just make them angry
As prey, I only have flight but time is not on my side as they're closing in
They claw at my back
Hot breath on my neck
Teeth now sinking into my limbs
Spinal column's snapped
They overwhelm me
I'm trapped
In my final moments I have been
Hunted by Skinwalkers (x8)
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The Nameless Dread
02:36
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Bloodbath Massacre
04:26
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Forged upon the wheel
A trial of stone and steel
Nourished by the bloodlust for the wars in the battle pit
Barbaric philosophy
Dismemberment, sodomy
Piling up bodies
Bloody phallus
Bloody sword
Corrupting bodies
Raping the murdered
Serpent overlords
Hell bound sorcerers
Pissed off witches from out in the wilderness
Shall feel the blade and spill their organs in the blood-soaked dirt
In a bloodbath masacre
Roaming amidst the wolves
On the barren plains of the Netherworld
Cowards beware!
He feasts on your weaknesses
Perverse, hardcore and ignorant
Takes as many into death
As can hands most belligerent
Diabolicality
Putrid, bloody orgy
Of murder, mayhem, slaughter
The Da Vinci of gore
Steadfast in pursuit of horror
And when he descends on Doom
A serpent's empire will lay in ruin
His feast interrupted by the busy blades of a one ton barbarian
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