Necrosphere EP

[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Servants of the goat
Riders of the worm
To the ether deep
We must now return
Papa flap your wings
Daughter eat your tail
Call upon the swine
Be prepared to fail
Worship we worship
Worship we worship
Black God forest
Black God forest

Leeches of the light
Eaters of the blind
To the blasphemers
Nature be unkind
Blow blow tornado
Ice and snow and rain
Conjure up a storm
Suffocate the brain
Worship we worship
Worship we worship
Black God forest
Black God forest

Shadows growing shadows growing
Help us
Shadows growing shadows growing
Help us

Locust of the pit
Apache in the tomb
Spawn your evil root
Let thy sickness bloom
Holy sweet decay
Bird on window smashed
Nowhere else to go
Coming home at last
Worship we worship
Worship we worship
Black God forest
Black God forest

Shadows growing shadows growing
Help us
Shadows growing shadows growing
Help us
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]I am not of earth nor spawn of man
Where once demons dwelt I now stand
A storm gathers here
In the Necrosphere
All men are evil

The screams of the damned shake the floor
I ride hounds of hell to Satan’s door
A storm gathers here
In the Necrosphere
All men are evil

Your life is a joke you are a fool
Crawl down with the worms
Become a ghoul
A storm gathers here
In the Necrosphere
All men are evil
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said
Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said

Custer cut him down in old Arkansas
Beneath the full moon near Navajo Pass
He roped ‘im and he choked ‘im and he hanged ‘im so high
The angels in heaven they started to cry

Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said
Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said

Thirteen black witches and virgins so fair
The cold stench of sulfur thick in the air
A serpent of gold and the guts of a child
Slaughtered then fed to the beasts of the wild

Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said
Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said

Never again hear his moans at night
Never again see Lucifer’s Light
All are now free from the pleasure of sin
I done said it once but I’ll say it again

Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said
Satan is dead Satan is dead
That’s what the telegram said said said[/toggle]

[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]I brought you an Indian scalp Mama
Brought you an Indian scalp
I found it on the head of a lost little girl
I brought you an Indian scalp

I brought you the eye of a wolf Mama
Brought you the eye of a wolf
I found it in the skull of a dying dog
I brought you the eye of a wolf

I brought you the tongue of a snake Mama
Brought you the tongue of a snake
I found it in the mouth of a preacher man
Brought you the tongue of a snake

Mama oh Mama do you fear me?
Mama Mama do you fear me?
Mama Mama do you fear me?
Oh Mama
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We try we fail we die

Beelzebub Beelzebub
The only one you ever loved
Life is such an evil thing
A bloated burning deadly sting

We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We try we fail we die

Seventh son thy will be done
Turn thy back and bravely run
Cancerous the burning hands
Buried in the falling sands

We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We’re all swine in the eyes of the Lord
We try we fail we die

We’re all swine
We’re all swine
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]It’s so hard to stay awake
It’s so hard to sleep
Muchos Muertos por favor
If you’re gonna dig my grave
You’d better dig it deep
Muchos Muertos por favor

Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend
Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend

I looked up your dress
I thought I saw The Beast
Muchos Muertos por favor
It could’ve been Leviathan
It could’ve been a priest
Muchos Muertos por favor

Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend
Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend

What you got hiding underneath that mask?
Don’t ask
What you got hiding underneath that mask?
Don’t ask

The sky is always cloudy
The air it always stinks
Muchos Muertos por favor
Your brains are falling out your ear
I see what you think
Muchos Muertos por favor

Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend
Uno dos cinco
Death’s your fate
Muy bien
You ain’t my friend

What you got hiding underneath that mask?
Don’t ask
What you got hiding underneath that mask?
Don’t ask
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Some people live ‘til the age of ninety-four
Some people die before they are born
Who gets to choose? I guess it’s just fate
The Reaper spins his hourglass
The earth does shake

Everybody dies everybody dies
Everybody dies everybody dies

Some people get a bullet in the gut
Some people die from a gangrenous cut
Is there some way to gain a few years
Or does the Grim Reaper
Harvest our fears?

Everybody dies everybody dies
Everybody dies everybody dies

Sickness
Death
Sickness
Death
Sickness
Death
Sickness
Death
Which sad fate do you like best?
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Lovin’ you should always be a crime
Time is all I got just stacks of time
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Like I’m a piece of dead meat

Do angels live on clouds up in the sky?
If so papa why oh papa why?
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Like I’m a piece of dead meat

Every day’s the same
Every day’s the same

See the moths I’ve gathered in this case
The slime you leave behind can’t be erased
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Like I’m a piece of dead meat

Frogs are climbing up the yellow door
I never was afraid of you before
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Vultures are circling ‘round and around
Like I’m a piece of dead meat

Every day’s the same
Every day’s the same
Every day’s the same
Every day’s the same
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Flesh does rot so quickly
Souls do burn eternally
Don’t bother asking when or why
Be prepared to slowly die
Die!

Meet your unmaker
Your undertaker

Feel the cold eternal curse
Fall into my funeral hearse
Everything is black and senseless
Hear the serpents sickly death hiss

Meet your unmaker
Your undertaker
Oh my god you will suffer

Hanging from a rusted meat hook
Satan comes just to take a look
All is rotten dead and buried
Evil grows from one corrupt seed

Meet your unmaker
Your undertaker

Hell is full and Heaven’s empty
Nothing is or was or shall be
Go ahead and pray for mercy
Your god cares even less than me

Meet your unmaker
Your undertaker
Oh my god you will suffer
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[toggle Title=”Lyrics”]Satan why have you forsaken me?
I thought that you truly cared
Satan why have you forsaken me?
Left me all crippled and scared

Satan I curse thee
Satan I curse thee
I’m going back
I’m going back
I’m going back to God
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