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The Night I Died
00:30
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2. |
Wake Up
03:14
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My mind is playing tricks on me
It thinks I’m dead when I’m really just asleep
I was in hell and it was never-ending cold
Stuck in a cycle where I lost all my control
But after that night is where I realized
That my own demise is coming down the pike
Will I live or die? It’s me who decides
I can reach out for life, or disappear in the night
Who is it that I dream of in bed?
Little reapers, dancing in my head?
Got to remember that my time draws near
A second closer ’til the endless fear
My life is up for grabs it seems
If not the reaper, then it’s my dead dreams
And someday soon he’ll come to tuck me into bed
So wake up! Wake up, sleepy head!
You’re drowning in a dream, feel you cannot breathe
Your mind a downward spiral, showing you all your defeats
Heart beats unsteadily, cold sweat runs through your sheets
You keep thinking ‘bout the things you haven’t remedied
In the depths of night, you find out what you hide
It shows up in plain sight, uncovers its disguise
Reveals dark truths that you were holding dear
But ones that you buried beneath the fear
Who is it that you dream of in bed?
Little reapers, dancing in your head?
Just remember that your time draws near
One second closer ’til the endless fear
Your life is up for grabs it seems
If not the reaper, then it’s your bad dreams
And someday soon he’ll come to tuck you into bed
So wake up! Wake up, sleepy head!
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up, sleepy head!
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3. |
God Rest the Youth
03:52
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He was the high school’s dead beat
All the kids called him the town freak
Had a face full of scars from his Daddy
Had a heart full of rage and envy
He’ll burn down their world of fantasy
Turn their perfect lives to misery
Won’t stop until he makes them bleed
How ‘bout the prom king and queen? Yeah!
They strayed far from lover’s lane
Now it’s tears, blood and shallow graves
Yeah, not much of them remains
A lock of hair and a promise ring, so...
God rest the youth
Because a killer’s on the loose
And he’s gonna see it through
So God rest the youth
Well his hunger grows in threes
It feeds his Christ mockery
All bodies missing teeth
The bread of life, they can’t eat, yeah!
Three found floating in the creek
Another three left hanging in a hickory
Much too close to Main Street
So they know they better not sleep, yeah!
God rest the youth
Because a killer’s on the loose
And he’s gonna see it through
So God rest the youth
God rest the youth
Because a killer’s on the loose
And he’s gonna speak his truth
So God rest the youth!
You can’t tame the beast
Who’s ready for his feast
He’s got his eye on something sweet
Like the daughter of the Police Chief
A delicious treat, carved up like a turkey
They’ll search the woods for weeks and weeks and weeks...
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You and me, we are the same
Some souls are full of love
But ours are full of hate
I am the ghost that walks with you
And I know you hear my voice
'Cause I see it changing you
You lust for power
And I can see that through
There's only one thing you must do
Let me inside of you!
Stare straight into the mirror
And tell me what you see
Something almost inhuman
A bringer of darkest dreams
Without a light, without a prayer
Death in your eyes, the killer's stare
We'll now unite!
You and me, we are one in the same
While others see the sun
We only see the rain
Others seek life
While we seek death
Let's lay them all to rest
I put you to the test!
Stare straight into the mirror
And tell me what you see
Something that's now inhuman
A bringer of darkest dreams
Without a light, without a prayer
Death in your eyes, the killer's stare
We'll now unite!
Here is the flesh you've been hiding in
Let's tear it off, the charade now ends
Yeah
We'll now unite!
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5. |
Nothing Left
04:41
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Welcome to my carnival of death
Pick a ride, how ‘bout a pig’s greased slide?
Darts of cyanide, dunked into a pool of lye
You’re gonna die, either way in time, yeah!
And you might ask I how got this way
Though some will say that I am just insane
Well, I don’t look at it that way
All I know is that I’m entertained, and…
Why do I crave what I crave?
How did I get so depraved?
What made me turn out this way
I’ll take the truth to my grave!
Nothing left
But anger and death
I’ve put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I’ve got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!
Nothing left
How did my heart turn from blood to black?
Well, I’m sure somebody will ask that
Well maybe spirits came, and they remained
And cursed me with all this rage, and…
How did her skin turn from bronze to blue?
Well only I will ever know the truth
She had a look in her eyes, like she wanted to die
It happens all the time, surprise!
Why do I crave what I crave?
How did I get so depraved?
How do I manage to escape?
Each time they find another grave!
Nothing left
But anger and death
I’ve put everything else to rest
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!
Nothing left
But anguish and death
I’ve got nothing else to confess
Nothing to feel
Except the cold blade of steel
Ooh, it gives me such a thrill!
Nothing left
Why did I crave what I craved?
How did I get so depraved?
What made me turn out this way?
I’ll take the truth to my grave
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6. |
The Harbinger of Death
02:38
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7. |
Forever Eighteen
04:31
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Oh, pretty one, your time has come
Yeah, and you just don’t know it
I’ve chosen you ‘cause I love the view
Yeah, and I just must show it
I saw you at the town fair
Dancing in the crisp autumn air
You were swaying your hips and flipping your hair
And I couldn’t help but stop and stare, listen:
You sure look beautiful tonight
But we both know those looks will fade
‘Cause time is like cruelty in disguise
So, let’s make sure you never change
And you’ll be…
Forever eighteen, beauty queen
You’ll always be a pretty little thing
There’ll be bloodied sheets and torn up jeans
But for now, just come dance with me
And your bed where you slept
Will be a temple to the dead, but you’ll be
Forever eighteen
Shh, quiet now, settle down
It’s time I pull the knives out
The more you squirm, the more it hurts
So, try not to twist and turn! Listen:
If we end it now, then time will stop
‘Cause beauty never beats the clock
Your luscious lips and hourglass hips
They will remember it!
And you’ll be…
Forever eighteen, beauty queen
She was always such a pretty little thing
Now there’s bloodied sheets and torn up jeans
Crumpled up on the floor in a heap
Your photographs, a flag half-mast
Will be remembrance to your past, but you’ll be
Forever eighteen
‘Cause time never stops
It goes on and on
But they’ll remember you
Cause you’re young, pretty and gone
There’ll be a search by the cops
’Til the night becomes the dawn
And the town will cherish you
She was taken from us far too soon
Forever eighteen, beauty queen
You’ll always be a pretty little thing
There’ll be bloodied sheets and torn up jeans
But for now, just come dance with me
And your bed where you slept
Will be a temple to the dead, but you’ll be
Forever eighteen
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8. |
It's Dinner Time
03:08
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This is your brain on drugs
It’s not enough to be “enough”
You gotta keep feeding them stuff
Cause they want, want, want, want
You need their validation
While serving the algorithm
You tweak your strategy
’Til you become what they want you to be, yeah!
You poke and prod, and prod and poke
Until you find what they want the most
You narrow in, get under their skin
Then the cycle begins again, yeah!
(Masticate, regurgitate
Then repurpose on another plate)
Beef again, liver and skin
Well hell, look what the cat dragged in, yeah!
(Germinate then replicate
Yeah, freshen up like it’s your first date)
Fish again, bones and fins
Look now, let’s let the feast begin, yeah!
You’ve got them like an addict
A perfect signal to the endless static
A curated fantasy, giving…
Dopamine straight to their brains, yeah!
It’s your life you’ve got on display
And we’re all dining to your hit parade
For a little juice, a little bit of praise
You’ll turn yourself into a basket case, no!
(Masticate, regurgitate
Then repurpose on another plate)
Beef again, liver and skin
Well hell, look what the cat dragged in, yeah!
(Germinate then replicate
Yeah, freshen up like it’s your first date)
Fish again, bones and fins
Look now, let’s let the feast begin, yeah!
You don’t serve them, you serve your masters
Who’d serve your head up on a silver platter!
You think it’s free, that you don’t pay?
Instead, you’re signing your life away, yeah!
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9. |
The Cretins
03:44
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Feels like she’s been chased all her life
By this thing she can’t explain
She’s like a deer caught in the headlights
She can’t ever turn away
She heard a single call
She felt compelled to follow it
Then she ended up here
Where the monsters come to feed
Blood curdling cries
And ghostly alibis
Shadowy figures
Roaming through the night
Who lives and who dies?
We’ll find out tonight
Her whole body quivers
For the cretins have arrived
And with a desperate reach
He was pulled beneath the dirt
Skipping through the cemetery
Looking up stone angels' skirts
And like her he felt their claws
He felt their toxic, sickly breath
On the back of his neck
Oh how fast a heart can beat!
Blood curdling cries
And ghostly alibis
Shadowy figures
Roaming through the night
Who lives and who dies?
Well, they’ll decide tonight
His whole body quivers
For the cretins have arrived
Just like the games we played
When we were young
Only this time is for real
So you better run
How precious is your life
Do you secretly wish for your own demise?
Or are you gonna fight?
Blood curdling cries
And ghostly alibis
Shadowy figures
Roaming through the night
Who lives and who dies?
We’ll find out tonight
Their whole body quivers
For the cretins have arrived
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10. |
Dreams of an Empty World
03:12
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