Night in Gales
Album • 2001
It takes a dead man To write the last livin' song To twist the fast livin' tongue To sing these last words along It takes a dead man To ride the last livin' hone To set the last livin' tone To sing these last words alone I'm pushin' up the daisies for this reaper's singalong Give it up to the last livin' song I'm spittin' deadmouth rabies for the downsome and the wrong Give it up to the last livin' song It takes a dead man To ink the last livin' doom To trip the last livin' tomb To tear these last words in two I'm pushin' up the daisies for this reaper's singalong Give it up to the last livin' song I'm spittin' deadmouth rabies for the downsome and the wrong Give it up to the last livin' song This is the last livin' song
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Back down for another electric funeral On acidwords and neonbones I ride A zeronaut without hand or heart Yet I kept these words inside Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn And keep your laughteer torn Down for more of those nothings Neonecrononsense and unlight Saw a skeleton eatin' its gravestone But I keep these words inside Down for some madmouthmurder Though all my words already died A somewhat doomdrugged inkjunkie indeed Still I'll keep those words inside Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn And keep your laughter torn
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Drank that link for way too long Guess ever since it fuelled my tongue For this blackelectric song It's blackelectric Somewhat blackelectric And I wonder what this song is for It's blackelectric Damn blackelectric I bet it's for the dead next door Drank that link for way too long But ink must flow where ink belongs Right thru this blackelectric song It's blackelectric Somewhat blackelectric And I wonder what this song is for It's blackelectric Damn blackelectric I bet it's for the dead next door Drank that ink for way too long But it's alright Drank thaat ink for way too long Go get some death tonight It's blackelectric Somewhat blackelectric And I wonder what this song is for It's blackelectric Damn blackelectric I bet it's for the dead next door still wonder who's the dead next door
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
No it won't be easy There'll be scrum on the graveyard and a nail thru my tongue No it won't be easy There'll be some tombtrippers and a song for the wrong Come trip my tomb tonight And I'll getcha in between these lines No it won't be easy The hearselights won't shine but the scythe will set the tone No it won't be easy When I'll run out of ink while the muse sucks my bone Come trip my tomb tonight And I'll getcha in between these lines No it won't be easy To trip the zeronaut's tomb Nor to stand this rotten laughter No it won't be easy There'll be some doomdrugged words And silence ever after Come trip my tomb tonight And I'll getcha in between these lines
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
There's a whole lotta killin' goin' on And I'm sweath silver To get that deaddeal done With a rotten smile and some words made of bone I'm breathin' napalm To set the last damn tone Dye'em all black and rip the sense in between I'm twistin' nontongues And all I've ever been Heard someone laughin' six feet under again I'm rippin' raindrops With that scythe in my hands Morticians and madmen are watchin' me now I'm bleedin' ink Cut my throat somehow Down by the morgue I've seen them comin' around I'm trippin' tombs now To a hollow sound Wonder why I'm feedin' them Words of deadmouth daisies When the only thing I get Is some deadmouth rabies I guess it's all about the end Doomdrugged and death fucked It's all about the end
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Stalkin' down the smilin' bone Goin' nowhere fast And somewhere in between these lines Another words at last I'm comin' for the kill Yet this song of something will Rippin' all the tongues within To be emptier still Stalkin' down the electric graves Goin' nowhere fast And somewhere in between these lines Another song at last I'm not comin' for the kill Yet this song of something will Rippin' all the tongues within To be emptier still Stalkin' down this song of something Goin' nowhere fast And somewhere in between these lines Another death at last
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
This words cuts deep Right thru the bone Though I've never ever been what this damn rotten word has shown I'm bleedin' backwards Been dead for a while Don't give a fuck Cause I'm dyin' with style And another word from the morgue But I guess it's the word to die for Sometime in between now and then It's a word right from the morgue again This song cuts deep Right thru the bone Though I've never ever been what this damn rotten tone has shown I take these words Tear'em in two And sing'em just for the reaper and you And another word from the morgue But I guess it's the word to die for Sometime in between now and then It's a word right from the morgue again Gonna hit the graves now Gettin' my inkin' thrill Me and this word from the morgue We're in for the kill
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Go get some death in between these lines The words aren't dead yet but I keep tryin' Wonder what they're all about Pushin' bones thru my damn rotten mouth Go get some death in between these lines The words aren't dead yet but I keep tryin' Sounds like a song for the wrong Sung out of tune for way too long Maybe that's why I'm somewhat dead again But Dyin' felt damn good today Go get some death and damn decay Dyin' felt damn good today Go get some death in between these lines The words aren't dead yet but I keep tryin' They're gettin' blacker line by line Just gimme another tombhearted try Go get some death in between these lines And if they die So do I
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
A mouthful of silence and words left for dead Someone is heading for thing left unsaid Inkdrugged smiles spittin' blackacidlights I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight Twist a tongue and turn this song down low The zeronaut is on the go An eyeful of blackness and colour mislead Someone is heading for ink left unbled Got that guy with scythe by my side I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight Twist a tongue and turn this song down low The zeronaut is on the go Twist a knife and turn this life down low The zeronaut is on the go A handful of nothin' and lives left unbred Someone is heading for lines left unread Be sang this song each time he died I guess the zeronaut is on the go tonight Twist a tongue and turn this song down low The zeronaut is on the go Twist a knife and turn this life down low The zeronaut is on the go
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Give me another doomfix Suck the nonblack from my eyes Syringe me with electric ink And watch me counting flies Bleed me another deadlight to the rythm of the scythe Drug me with tombstonedaisies And watch me counting flies Counting flies Guess their colour's the one with none Counting flies It's the one with none Spit me another endword Smilin' right between your thighs Fuel me with neonapalm And watch me counting flies Build me another catacomb Eatin' silinet cies Cleanse me with quicksilver And watch me counting flies Counting flies Guess their colour's the one with none Counting flies It's the one with none
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
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