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Fright Night
02:36
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Chill in the air and the hour has shifted, barrier between life and death has been lifted,
Earth opens up, souls from the depths of hell,
Rise up covered in death's putrid smell,
Evil spirits of the dead we thought were laid to rest, demons roam the streets, humanity is possessed,
Seconds counting down to the antichrist's birth, witching hour strikes as the dead walks the earth.
Spirits seeking retribution, coming back for more, they're back on earth to settle the score,
Hell's gates swing open wide, paralyzed you stand there terrified,
They're coming for you and there's no where you can hide.
Chills shoot through your bones and creep up your spine, tortured screams of the dead ringing in your mind,
The wolf's howl echoes through the night, flesh begins to rot as your eyes turn to white,
Problems from the past we thought were dead and buried,
Have now been resurrected at the cemetery,
Hunting for the living to start the blood feast, foreheads burned with the sign of the beast.
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Illusion Of Hope
02:16
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Goddamnit, I woke up again,
Time to crawl out of bed, let the nightmare begin,
Thoughts of death are hard to ignore,
When every single day is worse than the day before.
Happiness does not exist, an illusion of hope inside my mind,
Happiness does not exist, it is something that I will never find.
Outta control, my life's a total wreck,
Another day older, falling further into debt,
I'm in a state of desolation,
Completely paranoid, I cant trust anyone.
So this is all I get?
Broken dreams and life full of constant shit
Hating every minute staring at the clock,
Anxiety building up, about to fucking pop,
Waiting till my body turns cold and my heartbeat finally stops.
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Waitin' Round For Death
03:21
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Alone with my thoughts, but I wish that I could turn them off,
So that I could at least fall asleep at night,
Thoughts about existence and how my own is meaningless,
Is the gift a thought a blessing or just a curse?
I wish I knew what it was like to be careless and free,
Not a slave to my own misery.
The cruelty of conciousness, desperately searching for the answers, waiting round for death,
The cruelty of conciousness, I wish I was ignorant, I wish I could forget.
Confusion clouds my mind, reality is so hard to find,
In a world that has left us all out in the dark,
If Heaven is real and God exists,
Tell me why do we have to live like this,
So many questions that we'll never answer.
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Snack Boy
01:36
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Chemical X Denver, Colorado
Fuckin' assholes from Moron Mountain.
New E.P "Fright Night" out now!
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