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Midnight Marriage
03:00
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In the darkness,
the wolves howl for you.
To rise now,
from your sleep consumed.
I was lifeless,
until the moon turned blue.
It’s arranged now,
for years it's loomed.
And this night
is darker than the dark side of a tomb.
And this night
we drink to the moon.
Turn fall into winter.
Turn light to a whisper.
Now we must consume
on this midnight marriage.
Midnight marriage x 2
Taking a chance
as the revenants dance.
It’s a midnight marriage
tonight.
( I'll see you at midnight)
In the darkness
that night we consumed.
Please rise now
in your life anew.
I was lifeless
till I met you.
It’s arranged now
and now we’re doomed.
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2. |
The Offer
03:25
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What's the point of this?
What's the point of that?
People are stupid.
Don’t you know that simple fact?
This is the line, this is the hall.
This is where you die, no chance at all.
Time is tickin’, tickin’ away.
Is it worth the shame?
Is it worth the Pay?
Life can be good. Life can be bad.
But living like this is the worst I’ve ever had
The offer's on the table.
You can sign anywhere you like.
The thrills and the chills
that you seek, will be yours
when you're mine.
What's the point of this?
What's the point of that?
People are ugly.
Don’t you know that simple fact?
Tell me. Are you tired? Tell me. Are you bored?
Tell me how easy it is to be ignored.
Time is tickin’, tickin’ away.
Is it worth you nights?
Is it worth your days?
Life can be love. Life can be hate.
But give me your soul. A decision must be made.
What's the point of this?
What's the point of that?
People are sinners. Don't you know that simple fact?
Time is tickin’, tickin’ away.
Why don’t you sign your life away?
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Later in the night where we lay;
Is it really okay?
The knife only cuts down to the bone.
Would you meet me halfway?
Climbing trees,
Just to get a view.
Just to see something new.
Knife goes in, guts come out. X3
Stay still now don’t you change.
I’ll even let you aim.
The knife goes in, guts come out.
Grass is green on the field where you lay;
Is it really okay?
The glass splits open the skin on my face.
Would you meet me halfway?
Grass is green on the field where you play;
Would you meet me halfway?
The knife only cuts down to my throat.
Is it really okay?
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4. |
Polly Was a Prisoner
04:13
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Polly was a prisoner proper poor.
Been slaving and behaving since the age of four,
but tonight, tonight she’s born.
There was a witch who was a bitch always locked her door.
Crushed her with the cane and bashed her in the brain.
But tonight, tonight she’s born.
Polly, are you listening?
Take my hand and run.
Into the sun.
There must be brighter days.
Polly picked a pencil from the paper drawer.
Stabbed her in the eye and broke her spinal chord
She screamed, “Tonight, tonight I’m gone!”
We hit the road hard running through the trees.
The witch appeared in the smoky breeze.
She screamed, “Tonight, tonight you die!”
Polly fell down a rocky cliff.
Looked me in the eye, what she said was this,
“Tonight, tonight I’m born!”
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5. |
More Gore
03:06
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It’s hot as hell and it’s sticking to my leg.
Sounds of screams and muffled begs.
There’s one thing, you got to know.
It’s that we enjoy a bloody good show.
The guts, the brains. The blood, the pain.
It’s hot as hell and all I see is red.
We’re sick inside, no fear, no dread.
It’s on the screen, don’t you know?
Make you lose your mind,
Make you lose control.
You know, we go.
To the show.
To release the shame from me
I wanna see a little more
I wanna see more gore.
We’re sick inside and it’s all up in your heads.
No need to cry, just rejoice instead.
Can’t say you will, can’t say you won’t
Don’t say you hate it cause I know you don’t.
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6. |
Twist Like This
03:43
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Down by the river, into the bay;
bloated carcasses grow from night to day.
Down in the bowels, burning bright;
Hell in a hand-basket tonight.
Deep in the ocean my love lays,
buried beneath the ocean spray.
Singing her song on the river Styx.
She broke my heart now I get her fixed.
I got a heart of black.
She’s got them ruby lips
She’s dancing oh so fine.
And when you’re on the ground,
with her heel on your hand,
she’ll give it a twist.
A twist like this.
Up in the clouds where you wish you lay,
devil woman how you prayed and prayed.
But kind words won’t save you now,
I might be lost but you won’t be found.
Life is peachy, life’s a dream.
A moment of silence as you cease to scream.
Baby I’m sorry it didn’t work out.
You really dug me but you’re in the ground now.
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7. |
Drunken Dead
02:40
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Tear through the ground as I exit the grave.
My bone gang and my sex slave.
Take me out, it’ll be a job you overgrown corpses,
you fleshy slobs.
Only want to eat some people tonight.
Something kinda meaty with a thirst for fights.
Something kinda sexy for a Thursday night.
I’m looking kinda dark and you’re looking ripe.
Tonight, we dance enhanced.
Drunken dead.
You all have shrunken heads.
Sippin’ and slippin’, unaware that I’m fixin’.
You must be happy, you must be sad.
Fixed in your stupor. I’d rather be dead.
Only come out at 3 at night.
Overcrowded streets to my delight.
Waitin and planning no one left standing.
Everyone’s ticket in the shadows I’m handing.
Soon it will end, soon you will die.
Lurking in the shadows here with my allies.
This is no joke, this is no lie
Opportunity strikes.
Tonight, we dance enhanced.
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8. |
Like a Stone
03:35
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And if you see me tonight,
be sure to be alone.
My life has been so bare,
just like a stone.
It ain’t so easy to be
the monstrosity you need
me to be.
And if the stars start their show,
I’ll know were alone.
The wind it howls and moans,
don’t go.
It seems so easy to be
the monstrosity you see
in me.
Don’t go.
Ill know.
Your intentions so bold.
I’m not
dead yet.
So Kill me now I said.
The anguish,
the language,
breaks my bones and I’m home.
Thought for naught
And if your cup spills I’ll pour
from my own.
My life is fair despair
I’m told.
It seems so easy to be
the monstrosity I see
in me.
It never ceases to bleed,
this cut upon my cheek, please
drink of me.
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9. |
Mary Janes Last Dance
04:20
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10. |
Vultures
10:13
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High in the sky, stalk a body below.
Are you ready to go?
You’re nothing but skin and bones.
You’ll be dead and done. Nothing you can do.
High in the sky, stalk a body below,
Are you ready to go?
I want to see your guts exposed.
You’ll be dead and done. Nothing you can do.
There’s a light at that tunnel.
Better find your way home.
You’ll be dead by dawn.
Are you ready to go?
Where the vultures feast.
You know that body’s overdue.
I seen the crime but I do no time.
You know that body’s overdue.
I’ll tell you now that the body’s overdue.
High in the sky, stalk a body below.
Are you ready to go?
I’ll take you to parts unknown.
You’ll be dead and done. Nothing you can do.
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The Turnbucklers New Jersey
The Turnbucklers are a triad of misfit musicians out of Central Jersey determined to carve a name for themselves on the bathroom stall of life.
Freddy Unreal
Ponyboy Kane
Ron Delux
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