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Metal Punk Exploding Master
Fever’s in your mind
Cantankerous cause of disaster
Metal Punk Exploding Master
Your rock ’n’ roll’s absurd
And Death’s the final word
In the city we eat the meat we hunt
Mayhem's in the haven
Where the sleepy feebles are locked
Reeking riffs constrict around your throat
Run away for your goddamned life
For the master is beyond control
Medieval menace marches to war
Prance across all your rolling heads
Skies are red and the thunder roar
Sleep eternal, the anvil's over your head
Write a letter to your grandmama
Tell the bitch you're stone cold dead
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Total Devotion
03:13
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A one man army of chaos
A stonework pit of despair
A band of light slashes two green eyes
Transfixed in the fetid air
Beyond there is a commotion
Liberation is near
Now is to be the unshackled
Rampant in the night under shadow of fear
Black! Blood! Rites! Total Devotion!
Raising Hell is a way of life for you
Total Devotion! (Black! Blood! Rites!) Total Devotion!
Mad ravening souls uproar forever
Blackened heart of evil
Power from a waxing moon
Dancing on graves of enemies
Bodies smashed in two
Might of obsidian steel
Helm of unholy death
Red burning eye from the dark
Brandishing the Griffin crest
Deviousness sin and disgust
Coursing your veins as your
Consuming impulse forces
Catastrophic convulsion
Sordid lust incarnate crushed the
Shivering and tarnished husk that
Cowered in the darkness of your
Cage of Confusion
Break out! Scorned and bitten by desire
Fever! Firelight is dancing in your eyes
Unleash! Atavistic bestial attack
Burn! Total Devotion.
Don’t you know you’re gonna rot (Rot!)
Do you think it’s righteous enough (Burn!)
And the blaze it burns bright and hot
The razor’s on you!
Searing pain and paroxysm (Pain!)
Driving straight into the pounding rhythm (Burn!)
Power fit to cleave the worlds apart
The razor’s on your heart!
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Temp Worker
01:18
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Get up to work at 5am
Get on the bus, kick out the jams
Supervisor says no work for you
Go back to home, ugly temp worker
Bills to pay, beers to buy
Zero in bank account, time is to cry
Labour rights 'No!', says corporate scum
Bending you over and fuck you in bum!
Lifestyle is cheap but money is none
Burst out with rage, play metal punk!
Factory bad, rock 'n' roll good
Scraping the table for THC crystal
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Bird of Prey MMXVI
01:51
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And what to do with your life, so old and strange
Never ever gonna track to the kill on your crooked wings again
Perched on a hanging tree with a greyness in your eye
Prepare to greet the black unseen
The darkest dream the darkest dream
Bag of bones out on the highway
Vultures sort through the remains
Left his bones out on the highway
Requiem for a king of kings
And who inherits the thrones of bastard kings
Who possessed of the iron claw and a dead eye on the wing
search for your final breath in the fading of the light
Prepare to greet the black unseen
The darkest dream the darkest dream
Snake sword severs the mortal cord
Septuarian overlord
Left his bones out on the highway
Hangman's tree, dead bird's grave
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