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Lich King



Lich King

Lich King

In the hills, past the wretched abyss
Through the reeking bogs and carrion mists
Up the trail, to the black castle gate
Undead lord is the master of fate

Run and scream with your heart in your throat
Past the drawbridge and over the moat
Tattered robe and yellowed bone
Undead lord on his slaughterhouse throne

Give into fear, all hail the dead
What once was damned has been risen instead
Give into hate, all now are lost
Your ghoul demigod and his black holocaust

All hail the lich king

Heads on pikes on the turret walls
Vollies of thunder and fire he calls
A necromantic maelstrom of lightning and sin
Undead lord and the skeletal grin

Give into fear, all hail the dead
Throne and the crown and the rivers of red
Give into doom, all lost in the dark
Scepter and sword of the hated monarch

All hail the lich king

Ancient evil, crowned corpse mage
Enemies butchered and peasants enslaved
Crying for mercy, you're barely alive
Undead lord, wicked wizard denies
All...hail...the
 
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Mascot War

Mascot War

One day there was a mascot war, the body count was large
Metal vs. cereal, and Eddie led the charge
Toucan Sam was kneecapped and his beak was smashed apart
When Murray clubbed him in the face and then ripped out his heart

Tony didn't feel so great when Wrex opened his head
With some friendly violent fun that stupid tiger fuck was dead
Not manned up and with a punch proceded to lay waste
Planted a fistful of metal right in Wendell's smarmy face

Silly Rabbit didn't look, was in for quite a shock
When Vic Rattlehead came from behind and brained him with a rock
Snaggletooth impaled Booberry on his piggy tusks
And then roasted him, his breath turning the undead fiend to dust

It's a mascot war

Grim Reaper jumped his motorcycle through a church window
There he found the Corn Flake Rooster, killed him with a solid blow
Jack-O-Lantern took one of the seven keys, said "die,"
And then Lucky, that poor bastard got it crammed into his eye

Honey Bee and Chaley battled high above the ground
With a hammer of his head the winged skull, he won the round
Flotzilla towered high above the battle, with a chop
It was doomsday for deceivers known as Snap, Crackle and Pop

Count Chocula, a wooden stake inside his heart, was slain
It was placed there with no mercy by bloodthirsty Baphomet
Cap'n Crunch was stomped upon and then his head was pissed
Because Sargent D was coming and he was on his list

There's too much at stake tonight
Metal mascots take the throne
Diggum's skull is gleaming white
and Frankenberry dies alone
Frankenberry dies alone
Frankenberry dies alone
Mascot war

Breakfasttime your time is up
Show the Honeycomb thing no fear
Hold fast and stand your ground
Our time is now, our moment's here
 
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Thrashssacre

Thrashssacre

Dull and horrid, feel the low end crush
Roaring panzer tank oncoming rush
Gallop hard, synapses rapid fire
Fingers tear at white-hot razor wire

Thickened fist, toxic hammer smash
Sticks are whipping, cymbals crash
Keeping perfect time with the reaper's scythe
Causing all the damned to writhe

You're the keeper of the giant's spine
Melt the flesh away and flay the mind
Become doom, your nerves are pounding red
You’re the herald of the angry dead

Bones and blood
Feel your skull go thud
Conscious thought is gone
Join the primal throng
Blades a blur
Thrashssacre

Gut the throat with a monstrous yell
That’s rooted in a private hell
Tearing brains apart and screaming free
On a brutal killing spree

Battle's waging as you churn up scum
Gouging faces to pulp for fun
Lightning death, hard and fast and fierce
A chainsaw bloodbath for the ears

All together now let’s kill as one
Slay the heretics, sparing none
Become war, raise the dripping sword
Leaders of the savage horde

Rise and die
In this blood soaked sty
Blistered cracked and peeled
axe of sharpened steel
Mass murder
Thrashssacre
 
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Kill Your Guts Out

Kill Your Guts Out

It's time to die
so pick up a corkscrew,
gouge out your eyes and
turn it to red goo
open a vein and bang on the walls
leaving a scene and the neighbors appalled

suicide's met with an absolute glee
blind all your life
you can finally see
gouging your abdomen with a dull spoon
smashing your brains out all over the room

writhing in gore and insulted in wrath
high guest of honor at your own blood bath
go on and show us what death's all about
grab a fork and a knife and just
KILL YOUR GUTS OUT!

you cant make me live my life
you cant make me buy my time
you cannot help me scream bye
you can't make me wait to die

ramming an ice pick in the back of your skull
you drink blood as it punctures your throat

....
 
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Black Metal Sucks

Black Metal Sucks

Over there in Norway, the churches all burn down
Let's go dress in goth clothes and get painted like a clown
Awesome leather armbands with spikes like two feet long
Hair is parted down the middle, frowning like a frog

In league with the devil, talking Satan, skulls and hell
Making mommy mad, cause that's original
If you hate good music, then it can't hurt to go
Image-conscious assholes, black metal fashion show

I hope that you get hit by a bus. Why?
Black metal sucks
Careful not to smear your makeup
You suck
goth clothes and frowns, just like we discussed
Black metal sucks
Auuuuuuuuuugh What?
You suck

Blacke Foryst of Despayr, taking photos of the band
Put 'em up on myspace you're the envy of the land
Posing with a battleaxe and grimacing with hate
When you're done with this, figure skating at the lake

The music is best, it's got the hardest metal sound
Quickly riffing on one note is certain to astound
Dimly echoed drumming and some goat heads to distract
From the terrible screeching that you pass off as your act

I wish your black clothes would combust. Why?
Black metal sucks
You know what dude, you look like a schmuck
You suck
Singer sounds like a wounded duck
Black metal sucks
I'd rather listen to... us
You suck

You know how I know you look like a fool?
Lich King rules
We're the best band and we're super cool
We rule
Straight from the 80's and we're old school
Lich King rules
Running out of rhymes, so wading pool
Thrash is the rule
 
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Toxic Zombie Onslaught

Toxic Zombie Onslaught

Nuclear crypt is opened at last
Out come the shambling fiends
Rotten and groaning the zombies attack
Heedless of anyones screams

Freed from their prisons in barrels of waste
Radioactive undead

Zombies are glowing they lurch and they crawl
Surrounding each house that they find
They know you're inside and bang on the wall
They're here to help open your mind

They ... Have killed all the livestock
You're in for a shock
Double-check the lock
Fear the dead that walk

Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught

Farmland is crawling with brain eating ghouls
Cities begin to infest
One has attacked you, you watch as it drools
And it begins to feed on your flesh

Freed from their prisons in barrels of waste
Radioactive undead

Conscious you're being devoured alive
Eyes glazing over you're gone
You start to glow and begin to revive
Join them and get moving on

You ... Kill all the livestock
Gorge upon the flock
Nuclear feast epoch
You're the dead that walk

Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught
Toxic Zombie Onslaught
 
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Lich King 2

Lich King 2

Grimly oppressive, no sun in the sky
Blood soaking into the dirt
Kingdom is conquered and governed by crows
Lightbringers could not avert

Ruling by magic and guided by hate
One wicked wizard commands
There see the glint of a terrible crown
There see the sword in his hand

There see the sword in his hand

All hail the Lich King
Give in to fear
All hail the Lich King
Master of might
Ready to fight

Order is given and scepter is raised
Thundering into the world
Apocalyptic, it's his end of days
Black and red banner unfurled

Facing the dregs of the kingdoms undone
Rag-wearing legions of men
Laughing, his sword is a whickering death
Laughing and killing again

Laughing and killing again

All hail the Lich King
Heed the unjust
All hail the Lich King
Master of dust

Men fight for land
Men fight for life
Fall by his hand
Fall to the blight

Undead monarch
Undead the throne
He rules the dark
He rules alone

All hail the Lich King
Give in to hate
All hail the Lich King
Accept your fate
 
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Act of War

Act of War

Faceless, dissenters in an ambulating swarm
Boiling from the cloud of us andthem
Hateful, assassins hurling thunder in the storm
Driven by the differences in men

Men

War is on, but never final
The casualties survive
Lines are drawn, intangible but
Combatants, greedy, resharpen the scythe

Battle horn, the trumpet clearing
Cacophony of words
Oaths are sworn, and heads are taken
Bout is won but nothing has occurred

Bragging rights the spoils in a war of tiny men
When the dust begins to settle, the fight begins again
Pettiness a virtue, the badge of piss and pride
What you have created, it's a thrash crime
Harvesting rewards from the hours used in spite
Tearing out the throat of a fool because it's right
Obfuscate the meaning and re-educate the swine
Opinion is invalid, it's a thrash crime

Keening, the vultures on the body-littered earth
Picking at the carcasses of peers
Sated, each cackling a new line to the verse
Only half-attending what it hears

Wages cost, shame is crushing
Compounded by the din
All is lost, a head is hanging
Confidences shattered for his sin

Teeming sea, the colosseum
A circus for the dogs
Willingly, the victims enter
To take part in a violent dialogue

Bragging rights the spoils in a war of tiny men
When the dust begins to settle, the fight begins again
Pettiness a virtue, the badge of piss and pride
What you have created, it's a thrash crime
Harvesting rewards from the hours used in spite
Tearing out the throat of a fool because it's right
Obfuscate the meaning and re-educate the swine
Opinion is invalid, it's a thrash crime
It's a thrash crime
You are judged and sentenced to burn

Act of war
Act of war
Act of war
Act of war
 
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Lich King III (World Gone Dead)

Lich King III (World Gone Dead)

Regent rules over fields of fire
Planes have been conquered and razed
Part the mists to find the one time remaining,
That one last uncivilized place

The place is here and the time is now
and the earth is the pearl that he craves
Flash into existence with his legions of scum,
fierce soldiers he called from the grave

Grab... your gun...
and guard... your home
World... gone dead...
There's no... more government, nations, diplomacy, peace, there is only the master of bone

All hail the Lich King

Boston is first of the cities to go
And the undead sweep west like a plague
Bombers, artillery, infantry, tanks
go to war with the wretched awake

The UN is panicked and countries unite
as it's clear this is man's final stand
Resources pool in a desperate bid
And the focus is atomic command

Can... not fight...
The hordes... of ghouls...
World... gone dead...
So fire... your missiles and rockets and lasers and rail guns, but nothing will shorten his rule

All hail the Lich King

Air strike is called in and payloads are dropped
Mushroom cloud is a fountain of ash
Standing at ground zero, tall and unbroken
He raises his sword and he laughs

Man... has failed...
and earth... glows red
Bomb... sustains...
The king... he feeds on the nuclear fire and chaos and channels it into his world... this world gone dead
 
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We Came to Conquer

We Came to Conquer

Hey guess what, bitch, we're back
Let's get down to business
Beard, short hair, and I'm fat
Yet I'm killing this shit
Patch your vest, grow your hair
It won't make a difference
You're an ass if you care
that we look like this

But if you feel it
Get up and bang
No frills, no costumes,
no ads in Kerrang
Get in formation
Join the throng

We came to conquer
We came to conquer

Labels don't give a damn
We're not using keyboards
Eye makeup on all their bands
Opportunist whores
Cashing in on a trend
Play safe to the middle
Are we sour, in the end?
Yeah maybe a little

But if you feel it
You're frustrated too
Riffs are what matter
You know it if you're true
Hairstyles and cellos
How dare you

We came to conquer (all of you)
We came to conquer

Rob!

Hey, Gama Bomb
You didn't write this riff
so hey, Warbringer
Eat our Lich King dicks
Hey, Havok
We just put you to shame
and hey, everyone,
if you're not us you're lame

Cause we've got the fire
And we've got the force
The Waste was a starter,
But we're the main course
Maybe other bands play
and maybe Manowar kills
But none of that shit matters
Lich King rules

We came to conquer
We came to conquer
Conquer them
 
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