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The Twelfth Key
04:58
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Bring forth the legions of the army of the army of hell that the lord of the abyss may be magnified. Whose name amongst ye is wrath. Move therefore and appear open the msyteries of your creation. Be friendly unto me for I am the same, the true worshipper of the highest and ineffable King of Hell.
The perfect night to perform ancient rite. A darkened room, candles round an open tomb. Pentagram upon the floor, painted red, blood of Satan’s whore.
Black masses, black masses, black masses lead to ashes.
When Satan’s prayer is heard, your churches will be burned.
When Satan’s prayer is heard, your churches will be burned.
Ashes, blood and despair.
When virgin blood is spilled, his prescence will be felt. In his name we burn, for his reign we yearn. In his name we burn for his reign we yearn.
Black masses, black masses, black masses lead to ashes.
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Inverted Crossjoint
09:17
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Cerebral Pillsy
07:41
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Idle minds, the Devil will find. The one you know feels like home.
Softest touch, sweetest push. Caught in the headlights with a hint of a blush.
Life is a risk, life the risk. And you only regret the sins you never commit.
Eyes wide shut to make the cut you can never give ‘em enough blood.
The only thing that thrills me, the only thing that fills me.
Pillsy.
Only place to hide, an addled mind. Easier to see through the eyes of a child.
The only thing that thrills me, the only thing that kills me. Won’t let it kill me.
Is there a way to feel like this without the need for the anohetamine’s kiss?
I guess, I guess, I guess I’m just a mess.
I guess x5 It’s never enough.
This way of life is a must when reality in the only other crutch. You chose yours, we chose best, it doesn’t solve the problem but it sure does help. You chose yours, we chose best, in the end it’s all meaningless.
Softest touch, sweetest push.
Conecctions made. Into the fade. Beware the double edged blade.
Softest touch, sweetest push. Caught in the headlights with the hint of a blush.
Is it enough, is it too much? It’s never enough. Is it fair? Doeas anyone care? Gone too far just to raise the bar. Overkill. It’s never...
Is there a way to feel like this without the need for the amphetamine’s kiss? High on life just ain’t the same, take as needed for the pain.
I guess, I guess, I’m just a mess.
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Overlord
11:41
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Everday it’s the same, frozen in time just to earn what’s yours. At the mercy of motivation, another slave to vocation. Work is good for the soul, haha I an soulless.
You’re a pawn in the game, a sacrifce waiting to be made. Lead to the alter with promises of wealth, they’ve got you under their spell. You think you’re free, like me. Wait and see.
I am my only lord. I am the Overlord. I am my only lord. I am the Overlord.
Exiled from a dying moon, human form assumed. Fallen sons, defiled the crop. Cast out from the flock. Brotherhood higher than high, they came from the sky.
Brotherhood higher than high, they came from the sky.
Embrace the chaos, break the chains. And overthrow the reptile race. The reptile race.
Dead Moon, Dead Moon, Dead Moon Lizard Kings
Peace pipe smoked to good health, share the wealth.
Exiled from a dying moon. Forbidden plant consumed.
Set free by choices is made. Follow them, it’s not too late.
Brotherhood higher than high, they came from the sky.
Holy smoke, holy smoke, holy smoke set me free. Free from, free from, free from misery.
Exiled from a dying moon. Forbidden plant consumed. Set free by choices made. Follow them, it’s not too late. Brotherhood higher than high, they came from the sky.
Dead Moon, Dead Moon, Dead Moon Lizard Kings.
Brotherhood higher than high, they came from the sky.
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Dead Moon Lizard Kings Middlesbrough, UK
Dead Moon Lizard Kings hail from the foggy swamps of Teesside.
Jamming an erratic blend of mellow,
psychedelic blues vibes peppered with planet-cracking, fuzz-encrusted doom riffs, the Lizard Kings' schizophrenic sound can be difficult to grasp, but near impossible to put down.
Expect it loud.
FFO: Acid Bath, Mastodon, Primitive Man, Samsara Blues exp, Electric Octopus, Primus, Incantation
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