1. |
Call of the Void
03:04
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I need some violence
To answer the silence
Of all that I've found
In this miserable life
This wicker man that I built for myself
Has become my cage I wallow in.
Climb into my murder tree
Filled with utility
Climb into my murder tree
And let go of your life
Tie the noose around your neck
Feel your breath leaving quick
One last futile act
To feel like you made an impact
Death waits for you
It's hard to live
When your living a lie
All the vapid pleasantries
Of a hollow life
Living on the surface
Of a conscious mind
Never searching for purpose
All atrophies in time
Your existence wasted
Freedom never tasted
Take away your pain
Take away your suffering
This one simple act
Of resistance
Is enough to push back
against a bleak existence
Step by step
Branch by branch
Inching forward
To your end
You'd say goodbye
But there's no friends
No one to love you
In this faceless game of men
YUCK!
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2. |
Corpse Grinder
03:18
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Give me those delicious corpses
I need my meat
One man makes twenty courses
I must feed
Rip the flesh, eat every sinew
Crush bones between my teeth
I need my meat
All the children of the village
Should run and hide in fright
Here I lurk inside the shadows
Waiting for the time to strike
I'm the creature from your nightmares
Coalesced in human form
Lick the blood from all your fingers
The warmth runs through my teeth
A bountiful human feast
I need my meat
I must feed
Long pig I seek
Pray on the weak
I sit hungry bated breath
Waiting quietly for your death
Craving all your supple flesh
Waiting quietly for your death
I sit hungry bated breath
Waiting for you.
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3. |
The Huntsmen
03:59
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Raise your fist up
Shout your lungs out
Never give up
And force your way through
Console yourself
Against the stream
Against the grain
You live your dreams
To scared to live
So you live a lie
So leave the dead
Cause they're already gone
When we return
We will sing their songs
If we prevail, then the day was won
If we survive, we will sing their songs
Death holds the cards and she's got a full hand
We are the huntsman
searching for our lives
We are the huntsman
Searching for some meaning In this strife
So leave the dead,
Cause they're already gone
When we prevail we will sing their songs
Death holds the cards and she's got a full hand.
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4. |
Krötch Splitter
03:45
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Trudging through a darkened graveyard
Searching for my perfect bride
With a shovel in my hand
I loot the casket look inside
Looking for my perfect puppet
To dance on my cock all night
With a twitch of my hips
I thrust inside your rancid thighs
RAW! RAW!
With my dick covered in maggots
I deeply thrust inside you
Share your corpse with all of my friends
They cannot deny you
Soak your form to make new holes
So they can all feel you
Necrophiliac actions with the best intentions
You were dead when I first found you
Do not worry I still love you
I will keep you till my last day
or until you waste away
Your body is my treasure
Your corpse the temple of my pleasure
I'll keep a pretty place for you
In my freezer
Where I keep you cold
Where I keep you cold
Where I keep you..
Woken from a heavy slumber
Woken to a twisted nightmare
My bride she walks up right
My chest caves in with fright
I can hardly believe my eyes
Death walks before me
She grabs my throat so tight
Tonight she will do the fucking
Raw x 2
Crushing my bones with her pelvis
Breathing heavy feeling helpless
I try to get away but there is no escape
She holds my throat so tight
My chest caves in from fright
I try to get away but there is no escape.
I crawl
I scream
I beg
For peace
I crawl
I scream
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5. |
Flesh Feast
03:33
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Let's rise my brothers
The time has come to feed on
The gods above
Before the mercy killings start
A bitter taste
We'll lay to waste
Sink our teeth
And join in
For the feast
Don't close your eyes
This is so close to over
But don't forget your minds
Cause you can't bring them with you
Reanimate your freedom
To walk along with dead
We all suffer the same infection
From the tip of the tongue
We're out for vengeance
Lust soaked in blood
For below they gather
You're fucked
If you think you can make it
You're fucked
If you think you can make it out alive
It starts with one kiss
Leaving you breathless
You'll remember
All the good times
Slowly slipping away
From your mind
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6. |
Dry Fisted
03:31
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I wrote every word
That I could ever say
Every empty promise
You chose to break
We wanted an empire
All we got were the ashes I gathered
The scraps of what we had left
They were better
left to the abyss
And still I gather
At your rotten altar
to pledge allegiance to
My pain and my suffering
and I still gather at your altar
I prayed to a goddess
who loved my suffering
I prayed to a goddess
deaf, dumb, and blind
My chest is far to hollow
All lessons come in time
You left me dry fisted
In my hubris I thought you were mine
You are no one
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7. |
White Lighter
02:50
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This white lighter
Casts a bright flame
Lit to purify
The lies of men
A false doctrine
From a tainted source
Has left mankind
On the wrong course
Sacred flames will exorcise
A well of slaves left to die
We must quickly shed our yoke
In our own blood we'll soak
This dark tower
Hangs on our heads
Built by our fathers
We had no hand
But we are cursed
By their allegiance
To a false god
And man's ambitions
Sacred flames will exorcise
A well of slaves left to die
We must quickly shed our yoke
In our own blood we'll soak
This flame!
Burns bright!
On the ashes!
Of Genocide!
This flame!
Burns bright!
On the ashes!
Of Genocide!
This white lighter
Casts a bright flame
Lit to purify the lies of men
An ancient curse hangs on our heads
If you're not free, you're dead.
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Hooker Spit Red Deer, Alberta
Emanating from Red Deer, Canada, Hooker Spit is an up and coming Death Metal band with a penchant for writing infectious riffs. Comprising of Vlad Glyegore (Lead Guitar), Devin Link (Rhythm Guitar), José Garza (Bass), Daniel White (Vocals) and Scott Gooding (Drums), the Quintet is inspired by internationally acclaimed bands like At The Gates, Bloodbath, Carcass, and The Black Dahlia Murder. ... more
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