STING OF THE DEAD

 

Snake Venom 

Parts of the Whole

Dragonfire

Netherland

Sword Fight

Demon Stew

Sleepers

Heads of the Beast

Bows and Arrows

Prisoners of the Planet Hell

 

SNAKE VENOM

 

Snake can’t be tamed, ain’t no charmer gonna defang 

Fallen in the pit, snakes all around

Someone shook em off, don’t fall to the ground

Lifetime of pain before the curtain falls

And the priests are busy building the walls

 

Snake venom, fire in the hole

Snake venom…

Venom in the brain, venom on the tongue

Venom in the fangs of everyone 

And the snake can't be tamed

No charmer gonna defang 

Fallen in the pit, snakes all around

Someone shook em off, didn’t fall to the ground?

But it’s a lifetime of pain before the curtain falls

And the priests are busy building the walls

 

Slither through the alleys of the valleys in red

Snake on the wall when you least expect it

Out of the blue there’ll be pain upended

Suck out the venom, it’s going back in em

 

PARTS OF THE WHOLE

 

Mankind is divided into realms around the veil

There’s mortal world on planet hell

Evil angels in the parallel

Zion is coming, it’s a final realm 

Those in bondage where the mortal dead live

Come Sodom and Egypt, Tartarus, the pit

It’s a fiery world, it’s a dragon’s den

Then paradise, Zion, New Jerusalem

Tenth will be the offering

 

Burn the third part in the midst of the city when the days of the siege are done

Smite a third part with a knife and another third scatter to the wind

 

There’s a fourth part fantasy

The fifth have laid down everything

Eighth is of the seven, goes into perdition

Tenth is the tithe, the remnant, the revision

Two-thirds will be cut off and die

But the third part will be brought through the fire

 

And the sword will take them, and a few bound in the skirts

Take of them again, burn em and the fire will fill the whole church

But the third part will be brought through the fire and the mystery of everything is all we desire

 

DRAGONFIRE

 

Spew it out, spill it deep

Ride the waves of the fiery reef

Churning furnace in the heart of man

Bend the bow…

 

Dragonfire 

Dragonfire

Horn is higher

 

Breath deep, fireball alley

Set your face like flint in the pestilent folly

Pack heavy, reload your guns

Six-shooter found in the mouths of everyone

 

There's an army in our backyard cries let me in...

And we'll surely hearken to em as we inject our…

We'll surely hearken to em as we inject our venom in em

 

But it won't be long before our cities will fall, hit the wall

Everyone's dying to live, after all 

There's an army in our backyard cries let me in...

We'll surely hearken to em as we inject our venom in em

Everyone's dying to live, after all 

 

NETHERLAND

 

Mystery, inside of me, all the ships, out on the sea

Heads are many, horns are high, selling and the buying spree

Queen of whores is riding us, each and every one of us

Can’t catch the fish yet, make em fat, eat the dust

 

In Netherland

 

Tyre, Babylon, Sodom, and Egypt, mystery cities, slaves are eaten

People scattered, got no shepherd, fires burn her beaten body

City split, into three, third part, mystery

Fate is destiny, feeds the beast, further along, we’ll know what it all means

 

Eat the meat, eat the quail, till it runs out of your nose

And the trees, troubled waters, exalting me, as god

Height is higher, in our eyes, and desire, of gold

Nations shake, at the sound, fallen forest, hit the ground

Trees of Eden, nether realm

 

SWORD FIGHT

 

Tongue is a Fire, tongue is a sword

Make way for the posse coming in herds

Fire on the tongue, smoke in the eye

Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide

Draw your weapons, fight like a beast

Everyone is eaten in the great feast

Words of the mouth is tongue in the fire

Sword is a bullseye deep in the mire

 

Sword fight with weapons drawn

Sword fight better watch your tongue

It's ripe for the son of a gun

Take cover, for the fire's round everyone

Cataclysmic chaos in the fiery furnace of death

Nobody stops to consider the wrath of the tongue is abreast

 

Tongue is a Fire, tongue is a sword

Devil he'll rumble with the spoken word 

Stand tall but your gonna lie down

For hunters are gathering, we are the crowns  

Tongue is a sword, tongue is a bow

Plow the little arrow, deep in the soul

Messengers message, blow the horn

Posse coming, driving the herd

 

DEMON STEW

 

Get it out of your head, what you received

Demons aren’t the creatures that we believed

They are the words of our tongue carried by the fowls

Into our hearts and out of our mouths

And the mission is clear, of the locusts 

Blind the eyes, the mind, in the darkness

And there's no recourse, black horse

Got no bread, no wine, famine of the Word

Demons leaping, frogs will scream

Getting into everything, climbing up into the brain

And the birds will carry every unclean thing

Vultures are waiting to feed on the beast

Table of demons, feeding on sharks

Meat in our teeth, dearth in the heart

Demon seed, of the bottomless pit

Demons are everywhere, without and within

 

In the mouth, is a demon

In the mouth, is a frog

 

Lord of the flies, there’s muck in our soup

Beelzebub blinded, we haven’t a clue

They live in our houses, they come and they go

They’ll return with their fellows and take us out cold

They come off our tongue and into the heart

Doctrines of demons are selling their charm

Believe in ourselves, cursed if we do

Cannibal stew

 

Vultures are feeding, meat of the dead, snake in the weeds, rearing its head

Everyone’s eating and the eyes are all fat, harvest is plenty and the vats are all packed

Out for the neighbor, eat em all up

 

And everyone is crying… the hatchet is swinging

And everyone is lying… and the mouths are ringing

And everyone zombies… already dead, nothing living

And everyone is fighting, the horns are flying… they’re all flying

 

Hear me now, can I hear me?

Save me now, can I save me?

I just love, to set the demons free

Can’t believe, who is in me

 

Hear me now, can I hear me?

Save me now, can I save me?

I just love, to set the demons free

Can’t believe, who is in me

 

Run through the wreckage, we’re sacking the village

Thirsting for blood and drinking the carnage

Bellies are fattened, ripe for the picking

Leading the armies, counting on nothing

Flies are among us, maggots are feeding

Locusts are stinging, can’t stop the bleeding

Stabbed in the back, emotionless seething

Enemies shouting, trumpets are screaming

 

SLEEPERS

 

Everything he spoke is a parable

And he spoke into existence all that we know

And the truth of it all is hidden from most

Till the cares of the world are all toast

Declaring the end from the beginning

Suddenly it’s done, and nothing’s relenting

Four horns of the altar, four corners of vision

Four spirits of heaven, four horses on missions

The altar is the world and we are the offering

Run for the prize, there’s nothing behind to see

The world’s in our hearts, the kingdom’s within

Spread out the sky, we live in tents

He stretched out the heavens, spread em as curtains

It’ll recede like a scroll, rolled up like film

 

Sleepers… nothing real, like a hologram

Sleepers… the dreamers are grandad

Sleepers… it’s the visions of dreamers

It's all collapsed in, make your head spin 

Type of event horizon, it’s coded everything stored around the drain

From which the hologram is projected, center is the singularity

Universes, parallel or otherwise, displayed even simultaneously

Words, code, script, film, and nothing’s what you see

 

Turn left, and the right is gone

Turn right, and the left is unknown

And what’s behind you isn’t what you believe

And all of this puzzle keeps us all deceived

And the wave is a particle once it’s observed

Collapsed in a moment, portraying our universe

 

HEADS OF THE BEAST

 

Eyes are spirits, spirit in the wheels, eyeballs moving but everything is still

4 sides, north, south, east, west, yet straight ahead, turned not, and tell me, what’s real?

Yet went eyes, wheels, rings, horns, higher, dreadful, louder still, no peace

Noise of the wings is the voice of speech, wings are the horns, great owl’s screech

We all have multiple personalities, many faces, heads of the beast

Little horn of a head, face like a man, from the fourth kingdom…

 

It’s the heads of the beast and we’re all vultures feeding on the swine

It’s the heads of the beast, animals, feeding on a dead vine

 

And the world is our tent is illusion is rent, it’s becoming to become what we haven’t been

And at the Kebar river, face of a cherub, human, lion, eagle, ox, and where’s the bear and leopard been?

They’re all running together, and our heads are horses, breath fire, brimstone everywhere

7 heads in ONE, 10 horns (voices) in ONE woman or man son

All 4 beasts, likeness of a man… 7 is the number that completes the Adam

 

BOWS AND ARROWS

 

Bows and arrows, just a shooting our stuff 

We are the perfect marksmen taking aim in the fog

Got poison on the tips, rot in the soul

And everybody's bleeding from the wounds of the heavy blows 

Bend the bow and shoot through the heart

We’re killing the family that’s for sure

Unto the least is unto the witnesses

Aim for the death blow, we’re all savages

 

Bows bent and hell cries

Arrows shot between the eyes

Mark your target, let it fly

Kill the varmint, suicide 

Pull the string back tight and shoot through the heart

Nobody ever, misses the mark

 

Bows and arrows, shooting our stuff 

Perfect marksmen taken in the fog

Got poison on tips, rot in the soul

Everybody's bleeding from the wounds of the heavy blows 

Bend the bow and shoot through the heart

Killing the family that’s for sure

Unto the least, witnesses

Aim for the death blow, we’re all savages

Pit of blood… we’re all digging the pit of blood

We’re all digging the pit of blood…

We’re all digging the pit of blood…

 

PRISONERS OF THE PLANET HELL

 

Welcome to hell, fall to your knees

Nowhere to run now, nobody leaves

Under the toll, paid in full

Until we hear, until we see

Pain in the worry, something inside me

Speak to me softly, always so cutting

Can’t stop the arrows, sliced to the marrow

It’s a graveyard with dead hearts 

 

Prisoners of the planet hell

We can’t help what we’ve been dealt

Out for blood, this bloody feast

Rip the meat and pass the beast

Sign in, sign out, but you can’t leave

This fire burns so deep inside of me

The workmanship is not our own

Is anything too big or small?

Prisoners, the battle is not ours!

The leopard cannot change his spots

The wicked will be wicked, like it or not

In beginning, end was declared

In earth, as in heaven is ever clear

 

Living in the tundra, looking for the light of day

But it’s too deep, and the skies are all gray…

Oh yeah, sing out loud… where we are now

The prison doors are sealed, no stay of the reaper’s blade

These chains are heavy…

 

Living in the tundra, looking for the light of day

But it’s too deep, and the skies are all gray…

Looking for a friend but I don’t know what to say

I wanna leave but I can’t get off this train

Even though I know, I can’t make it go away

We’ll feed until we’re fattened, like the cattle on slaughter’s day

The prison doors are sealed, no stay of the reaper’s blade

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Noteworthy Quotes

"You're like an organized train wreck with cruise control" - Mark Tyson

 
"We are the universe contemplating itself" - Carl Sagan
 
 
“I’d rather be dead than cool.” - Kurt Cobain 
 
“Society has traditionally always tried to find scapegoats for its problems. Well here I am.” - Marilyn Manson
 
"They’d say, 'if ya play the record backwards, you can hear evil tings like grrrr!' and I would think, 'Jeez, I didn’t know the devil sounded like that. I thought he was coherent, like the rest of us.'" - Brian Johnson