1. Slaughter At Beast House

You'll be slaughtered by the beast

Deep inside the shadows lies the cellar
Where the beast emerges
Filth of legend pale and foul
You'll satisfy it's hellish urges

You'll be slaughtered by the beast

Years long ago when the creature arrived
The slaughter was brutal, just one left alive
A new breed of victims moved into this hell
Murders of innocents quickly befell

Again there was one left alive like before
She soon was turned into the beast's willing whore
A slave to it's hideous mutated sex
She'd kill for this unholy cannibal wretch

Bearing it's voracious young
This nightmarish spawning begun
Tales of torture and screams
Bring unknowing blood offerings

See the midnight tour
Depicting scenes of carnage from the past
The myths are real, you're next to die
Your first visit will be your last

You'll be slaughtered by the beast

2. Mangled Far Below

The ancient civilizations
In their temples filled with dread
Were linked together with their gods
By rivers flowing red
Prosperity and power
Gained from bodies without heads

In sacrifice the balance lies
The chosen stricken down
The gods' insatiable lust for death
Had limits never found
Harmony can only exist
With corpses on the ground

Humans squander greatness
The ways of wisdom gone
A cancerous shadow looming
I must bring back the dawn

Selected for this, I am
This world screams inside
The lambs await my coming
I see inside their minds

One by one the open minds
Are standing by my side
Taken from the hand of darkness
For sanity they've cried
Cast aside your past life
You have joined the enlightened pride

The ancient blood will spill again
Our numbers only grow
Our temples raised, our hearts are pure
The power in us flows
I'll lead my people to the sun
The time has come to go
The vultures will feed and I will look down
On the mangled far below

3. She Is A Funeral

Bone pale, dead moon
Enraptured by the sweet scent of the grave
She walks amongst the carven stones
Seeing black, I found the morbid way

I heard her call
Her funeral moans
I was transfixed
She took my soul

Dread night, crypt trip
Following the shadows in my mind
Lifeless clouded dead eyes gaze
Dressed in filthy white, I saw her face

Death entwined with beauty
She drained my bleeding soul
I saw the casket open
She is a funeral

Grey mist, death kiss
In the ground six feet of darkness sighed
Drifting down, I heard her laugh
As the maggots squirmed between her thighs

4. Coffin Crawlers

On the other side of the shattered mirror
My world is dark
From the corner of my blood red eye
Repulsive shadows breed
Grave mist swirls and black clouds harbor daggers
In this hallucinatory wasteland
I hear them crawl

Spawned from the pits of a sickening world
Coffin crawlers, coffin crawlers
Breath of the stench of the blackest soil
Coffin crawlers, coffin crawlers
Worm like faces and filth encrusted hands
Headstone hiders, casket riders
Eyes like vomit stained clouded glass
Coffin crawlers, coffin crawlers

They open up wounds on the cast away dead
Leaning down with claws imbedded
Inhaling pure death from dessicated heads
Grotesquely twisted limbs
And wretched minds contort
Lifeless eyeballs are removed
With the dead unbeating heart

They're crawling
Only I can see them
They want to eat my eyes
But I'll take them out myself
Their feast will be denied

5. When Hammer Meets Bone

Come into our house
Within the darkness we are here
Everyone who wanders in is sure to disappear
The door behind you shuts and locks
You smell the stench of death
That's when the hammer crashes down
And annihilates your head

Your ruined face
It leaves a trail of crimson on the floor
As your body's dragged into a room
With blood it is adorned
The freezer's full of butchered parts
Of others just like you
The rats can eat the scraps that drop
And then we'll eat them too

We've been here for many years
Inbreeding in the filth
Through ages upon ages
Of devouring our kills
A naked blood stained light bulb
Shows the mating on display
Gurgling sounds emit
From twisted worm like writhing shapes

Here we are in wait for you
Deformed and caked in gore
This hammer made of lead and concrete
Ever hungers more

When the hammer meets the bone
Your screams have gone unheard
When pools of blood are red and deep
Survival is absurd
There is no sanctuary
There is no mercy shown
Blunt force smashing is the law
Your skull and mind are blown

6. Thorns And Ashes

I am the thorns
That puncture your skin
I am the storm
Where your sanity's been
I am the flames
That devour your bones
I am the ashes
Where shadows have grown

7. Arch Cadaver

The arch cadaver turns around
Maggots falling from his eyes
Surveying pummeled smoldering fields
The living turned to clay they've met their day

No battles fought
Just a wave of his hand
Death rays and smoke trails
Wash over the land

Born created conjured spun
In webs of foul deeds undone
Footsteps crush and shock the ground
His fingers point to where you're bound

His head tilts back, his throat agape
Look inside and see your fate
Bleeding stars and moons rotate
In ways that make the strong insane

Lidless eyes, orbs of black
Doorways to wrath
All become one
Heaped in great piles of ash

8. Flesh Turns To Dust

Time has taken your living flesh
Stolen your last gasping struggling breath

Lungs in upheaval, brain in a tomb
Becoming sand in a world of gloom

No teeth in it's skull, yet you're eaten away
Your epitaph clearer while tissues decay

Your flesh, it turns to dust
The dice of bones are carved and cast
There's pain to bring and time to kill
There's cemetery holes to fill

Despite your will, you can't command
The reaper's all ensnaring hand

9. Running From The Goathead

Lying on the floor I realize my fate
I've become victim, I've become hate
How did this horrible night come to be
Piece by piece it comes after me
It catches up and grabs my throat
All I see is the head of a goat
It's sharpened fingers slice my face
The catch is better than the chase

It comes after me
Running from the goathead
Blood in my eyes, I cannot see
Black heart chaser
Terror races through my mind
Running from the goathead
I run with it behind... me

Hallways that are long and dark
Scratching walls, looking for a door
The burns and cuts have left their mark
I see others have come before
What kind of fate did they meet
This evil place cries for more
With brutal weapons all are beat
To live I must come to the fore

Running from the goathead
Running from the goathead
Running from the goathead

10. The Headless Ritual

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