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I’ve been around the world and back again twice.
Said I’m no stranger to the danger on the back roads or under big city lights.
I’m just trying to live my life, but sometimes people have other plans for ya.
They said I owed them from a job in 06’ when the cops had showed up, so I bugged out of there quick.
They bagged me up and threw me in the river like a dog. Left for dead in cedar bog.
A voice below the river bed rang in my head saying, “Take my hand. I can give you life again and help you find your vengeance.”
Now I’ve been baptized in them stagnant waters.
Given witness by the flora and fauna.
My sense of purpose never seemed so clear.
Oh I say Bog Monster, take the wheel.
Now we’re cruising down the highway in his El Camino
A black SS with a 454.
Guns in the front and bodies in the trunk
Cause that’s how a Bog Monster gets shit done.
A voice below the river bed rang in my head saying, “Take my hand. I can give you life again and help you find your vengeance.”
Now I’ve been baptized in them stagnant waters.
Given witness by the flora and fauna.
My sense of purpose never seemed so clear.
Oh I say Bog Monster, take the wheel.
I am your old, pretty song in the deep.
Now I’ve been baptized in them stagnant waters.
Given witness by the flora and fauna.
My sense of purpose never seemed so clear.
Oh I say Bog Monster, take the wheel.
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While inside this glass prison, drowned in formaldehyde
Neural pathways reset. My brain refuses to die.
Latent abilities awaken in my mind. Psionic domination.
Oh, you genetic freaks of man and beast, now is your time!
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
My vengeance is nigh. The world’s gonna feel it.
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
All will die. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Freed from this laboratory of torture and horror
Scientific blasphemies wreak havoc on the world.
All controlled by my thoughts and to my will in thrall.
Oh, you abhorrent things, take heed. Now the humans fall!
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
My vengeance is nigh. The world’s gonna feel it.
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
All will die. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Turn their pristine streets red.
Don’t stop till they’re all dead.
I’m talking total destruction, complete and utter annihilation.
Turn their pristine streets red.
Don’t stop till they’re all dead.
I’m talking total destruction, complete and utter annihilation.
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
My vengeance is nigh. The world’s gonna feel it.
Prepare for war! Prepare to strike with out mercy. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
Eliminate! Annihilate the human race.
All will die. The world’s gonna feel it tonight.
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Prepare for the veil to lift as the earth begins to melt again.
Call for the sworn to refocus summoning.
Absorb the mantle core for nutrients and sustenance.
Creating energy from cold dead stone.
Dark matter to mock the light for Grand Magus to be reborn.
But first we need the blood.
Pumping life into the frozen mud.
A little issue of the tissue.
If not now, then when? If not us, then who?.
From the ice, awoken by thirst, breaching the veil.
We call the immortal to raise the first.
Epochs of waiting. With fervent lust, power through madness.
Born again from stardust to raise the first. Epochs of waiting.
Dark matter to mock the light for Grand Magus to be reborn.
But first we need the blood.
Pumping life into the frozen mud.
A little issue of the tissue.
If not now, then when? If not us, then who?.
To exist, to transcend, transmogrify. Undo the end.
Mankind’s fate made inert. Blood and bone, now back to dirt.
To exist, to transcend, transmogrify. Undo the end.
Mankind’s fate made inert. Blood and bone, now back to dirt. .
Oh Grand Mugus, please won’t you rejoin your faithful.
He has been slumbering, awakening glacially slow, buried but aware under the ice sheets.
We hear him reach, creating a breach. We’ll find salvation there.
From the permafrost he calls to us. Grand Magus we’re here.
Where o where can you be.
From the permafrost he calls to us. Grand Magus we hear, prepare to be freed.
Rise
Grand Magus arise!
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El Cucuy
03:50
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Daddy went to the farm.
Momma went to work.
And while the cats away those mice will play in all their mischief and mirth.
But let’s tread softly and don’t wander too far
Cause when you misbehave, even from miles away, he hears and comes for you in the dark.
So sleep my child.
Sleep now, or else he’s coming for you.
Oh El Cucuy.
He’ll wait so silent and patient then drag you down to the basement.
Rip your head off with his claws.
And chew it up and in his fanged jaws.
In shadows your trapped soul tormented by his eyes red glow
Forever evermore never escaping his clutch.
So sleep my child.
Sleep now, or else its coming for you.
Oh El Cucuy.
He’s shape-shifting patiently waiting for you
An no one is hearing your screaming, you’re all alone
So my dear child please behave because we love you so.
Sleep my child.
Sleep now, else its coming for you.
Oh El Cucuy.
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An infernal blaze is burning bright, the skyline set on fire.
This city is alive tonight, resurrection the desire.
As the necromancers sing and dance
In their voodoo rhythm trance
In hopes their gods from before time had began
Can advance out from the ether into the corporeal
Where dimensionless dead await for prophecy to unfold.
Anticipation fills the air as we watch the stars align.
The dead but dreaming gods appear as Death lays down and dies.
From the quantum states of Hell to Heaven’s macro cosmic realm, Physics breaks down and corrodes as time folds in upon itself.
Oh the age of man has ended, our weave of time unspun. Unfathomable horrors await, the age of gods has begun.
The stars align.
Death fades and dies eternally.
Cities arise
From the darkest depths of the sea.
Death fades and dies eternally.
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I was waiting to board down by gate 4;
Denver International.
Just on my way home minding own business;
Outdated Readers Digest.
A strange man sat down next to me and asked,
“Are you ready for the end?”
Well the lights went out
Distant drums began to pound,
But when the walls began to melt,
That’s when I knew I was a dead man.
Strange markings forming on the wall
And they looked Illuminati and reeked of the occult.
Then an equine vision just chilled me to the bone,
And a disembodied voice said “Praise and behold!”
Now I’m running down the corridors of DIA
And being chased by horrific perversions to our natural world.
The walls are bleeding red.
Bob Seger playing in my head singing,
“Get out of Denver baby, get out of Denver.”
Well the lights went out
Distant drums began to pound
But when the walls began to melt
That’s when I knew I was a dead man.
Strange markings forming on the wall
And they looked Illuminati and reeked of the occult.
Then an equine vision just chilled me to the bone
And a disembodied voice said
“Praise and behold the Blue Mustang, for death follows in its wake!
Behold the Blue Mustang, and kneel before its fiery gaze!”
Inside that room,
They brewed a foul mixture of incense, burning entrails, incantations and devilry.
Ground split in two,
A doorway to unknown dimensions.
An endless pit of untold horrors screaming to be free.
Clawing, reaching, screaming horrors stampeding towards me.
That’s when I knew I was a dead man.
Strange markings forming on the wall
And they looked Illuminate and reeked of the occult.
Then an equine vision just chilled me to the bone,
And a disembodied voice said
“Praise and behold the Blue Mustang, for death follows in its wake! Behold the Blue Mustang, and kneel before its fiery gaze!”
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The Butcher's Diner
03:51
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I know a place, a little up the way
We can grab a bite to eat and lose our sanity,
Come on.
The foods top notch, the coffees always hot
We can grab a corner booth and watch as our bodies slowly rot.
Becoming one with nothing.
Dear sirs, before you begin
Please allow me to recommend
The horrific abomination summoned from the darkest corners of your mind.
I don't know just what the future holds,
But the Butcher's back again, so I've been told.
I know a place, a little up the way
We can grab a bite to eat and lose our sanity,
Come on.
The foods top notch, the coffees always hot
We can grab a corner booth and watch as our bodies slowly rot.
Becoming one with nothing.
Have you tried the house specialty?
It's a slow roasted cut of meat
Marinated in the endless screams of your tortured soul.
Well, I won't pretend to know just where we all will end,
But we're all meant for the Butcher in the end.
Becoming one with nothing.
I know a place, a little up the way
We can grab a bite to eat and lose our sanity,
Come on.
The foods top notch, the coffees always hot
We can grab a corner booth and watch as our bodies slowly rot.
Becoming one with nothing.
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Heard you got yourself a new man honey, I’m alright.
Well I might not have his title or his castle or his money, but I’m alright.
You heard the I was feeling down? Well, that’s funny cause I’m alright, Cause the villagers are coming for you both in the morning.
Yeah, all will be alright.
Well baby, you’ve changed. No, I don’t know you anymore.
You were a vision of heaven, now you look like death warmed over.
You should take a good look at yourself and what you have become, Suppose the mirror wouldn’t show you your reflection though, would it? (True)
You threw away all that we had like it was nothing.
But, now you’re acting like you’re crawling back, well keep on knocking Ca
Well those crocodile tears won’t gain permission from me.
You need some self respect and some vitamin D.
Heard you got yourself a new man honey, I’m alright.
Well I might not have his title or his castle or his money, but I’m alright.
You heard the I was feeling down? Well, that’s funny cause I’m alright, Cause the villagers are coming for you both in the morning.
Yeah, all will be alright.
I said they’re coming for you both, armed with torches and stakes. Guess those two dead bodies they found must have rubbed them the wrong way.
Can’t tell you how to live, but exsanguination is not as accepted as you seem to think it is around here, no.
When that wooden stake
Drives through your breast plate,
Know I can relate to that feeling.
But inside you’re already dead.
I thought we had a good thing going, you and I,
But you wanted supernatural. Well baby, that’s fine.
I hear that hunger is insatiable.
Love bites.
Now the villagers are coming for you and this is goodbye.
I could not believe when they told me you left me for a dracula.
Heard you got yourself a new man honey, I’m alright.
Well I might not have his title or his castle or his money but I’m alright. You heard the I was feeling down? Well, that’s funny cause I’m alright, And the villagers are coming for you both in the morning.
Yeah, all will be alright.
YOU DAMN DRACULA!
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Warp past the speed of light. Interstellar terror. The Bringer of Despair. The Celestial Fear.
Zombie of the Void. Plague of Paranoia. Astro Undead Destroyer.
The end is near.
Horror disguised as the event horizon.
As death rains from the sky the distant stars riot.
Moons of madness cry. The cosmic dead will rise.
A super nova cataclysmic ending of life.
Yeah, phantom spaceman (Dead astronaut arise.)
Yeah, phantom spaceman (from your cosmic grave tonight)
Phantom spaceman, The Horror From Beyond the Stars
Phantom spaceman, Harbinger of Evil
An apparition of gamma radiation bleeding X-ray emissions and spatial distortion.
A solar phantasm. A cosmonaut eidolon. A gravitational evil from another dimension.
Yeah, phantom spaceman (Dead astronaut arise.)
Yeah, phantom spaceman (from your cosmic grave tonight)
Phantom spaceman, The Horror From Beyond the Stars
Phantom spaceman, Harbinger of Evil
In the heart of a distant star terror was born.
His atoms ripped apart as void fused with his soul.
The undead has come seeking revenge.
The stratosphere ignites with particles unknown to suffocate the world. Kick start Armageddon.
The undead let loose its revenge.
Eradicate life, then on to the next world to die.
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She was lookin kinda pretty with her half dozen titties out the window of her Palomino.
Slowing as she cruised by, huntress look in her eye, saying
“Hey Baby, I bet we’d get on.”
And I thought Lord...
Lord...just run before you get yourself done.
You’re far from home and all alone.
This ain’t no time to be lonely
There are predators out prowling on theses streets
And man they love getting over on them easy meats.
So brother run on home and lock up that deadbolt,
Cause them wolf women of Wendigo Way are sniffing round your door.
Lost in her yellow eyes
Struck dumb and tongue tied like a deer in the headlights.
Behind a fanged crooked smile she said, licking her jaws
“I think we could have some fun.”
And I thought Lord...
Lord...just run before you get yourself done.
You’re far from home and all alone.
This ain’t no time to be lonely
There are predators out prowling on theses streets
And man they love getting over on them easy meats.
So brother run on home and lock up that deadbolt
Cause them wolf women of Wendigo Way are sniffing round your door.
Howling moans and gnashing teeth,
Hell hath no furry like a bitch in heat.
Brother best think twice a full moons out tonight,
And if you go for that ride gonna they’re eat you alive.
You’re just a lamb among the wolves and she’ll devour you.
Your just a lamb among the wolves.
Ain’t no sheep’s clothing here no no no no
Get gone.
I thought Lord...
Lord...just run before you get yourself done.
You’re far from home and all alone.
This ain’t no time to be lonely
There are predators out prowling on theses streets
And man they love getting over on them easy meats.
So brother run on home and lock up that deadbolt,
Cause them wolf women of Wendigo Way are sniffing round your door.
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I know, it sounds too strange to be true.
I must admit that even I’d be skeptical if I were you,
If not for photographic proof, but these eyes have seen the truth. Between the lines of the greatest story ever told, a mystery quite possibly
Eons old, covered in gold, truly a wonder to behold
Was starring lifeless back at me through the pages of Deuteronomy. Doth my eyes deceive? Could this be believed?
Tucked away inside this sarcophagus of papyrus it was…
Gently wrapped in the finest linen.
A weave imbued with the most exotic spices.
An Emperor from a distant shore
Tucked between the pages of LeVar Burton’s bible.
Just take a look, it’s in the book.
A skull of unmarked quartz,
3 inch diameter,
And behind those empty eyes the unknown depth of space began to multiply.
Fuck that butterfly, we soared twice as high
And touched the consciousness of empty space.
A being beyond time.
Gently wrapped in the finest linen.
A weave imbued with the most exotic spices.
An Emperor from a distant shore
Tucked between the pages of LeVar Burton’s bible.
Just take a look, it’s in the book.
Butterfly in the sky. I can fly twice as high. Take a look, it’s in a book.
Gently wrapped in the finest linen.
A weave imbued with the most exotic spices.
An Emperor from a distant shore
Tucked between the pages of LeVar Burton’s bible.
Just take a look, it’s in the book.
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Parade of the Damned
03:30
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Gathered together for no reason that’s clear,
But the fires were burning and we were already here.
This procession seems endless when time has no sway,
So gather your spare parts and rattle your chains.
If the devil ain’t here yet, I don’t know what to say.
He probably ain’t coming. It was always his way,
But that’s never stopped us from keeping the pace,
So brace for a long night in this endless parade.
On we march.
On burn the fires,
The Cyclops hungrily delighted.
On the rocks the creature seems to ponder,
“Did we choose evil, or made this way I wonder?”
Those with the passion can learn to create.
There are endless worlds unmade still laying in wait,
But our wonders and our dreams have dried with the paint,
So we brace for a long night in this endless parade.
On we march.
On burn the fires,
The Cyclops hungrily delighted.
On the rocks the creature seems to ponder,
“Did we choose evil, or made this way I wonder?”
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Nestled in the flat lands of Hardin County Ohio, Mississippi Bones has been pummeling the world with fat slabs o’rock for over 10 years and counting. With a catalog consisting of six studio albums and numerous singles and EPs, the Bones have created a rich history full of swampy riffs, pop culture references, and sci-fi shenanigans. ... more
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