Deathchants, Breakdowns, and Military Waltzes Volume 2
Yes we're all gonna fucking die Before you kiss my ass goodbye Riding home the strangest kind Massacre the mountain mind Prove, prove, nothing left to prove Prove, prove, nothing left to lose Banshee screams for Saturday night The screaming eagle will take flight Went to freeze turns to ice Sell the same wolf said twice Prove, prove, nothing left to prove Prove, prove, nothing left to lose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yes we're all gonna fucking die But before you kiss my ass goodbye Right before I hit the grave Get my kicks fuckin' go in cave Prove, prove, nothing left to prove Prove, prove, nothing left to lose Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 14, 2025
They're out there waiting Waiting for me The sound of voices It won't let me be All kinds of weather On all terrain They always call me I never complain Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man The dogs can't find 'em They know that I can If the dogs can't find 'em, I can I've seen the toughest cop faces turn green I've seen them vomit on every crime seen Sixth sense it always, it always knows Grave deep or shallow or decomposed Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man The dogs can't find 'em They know that I can If the dogs can't find 'em, I can Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man Cadaver recovery man I'm a cadaver recovery man The dogs can't find 'em They know that I can If the dogs can't find 'em, I can
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 14, 2025
In a fiery crash Thats where they met their fate And when they hit those brakes, man Guess a little too fuckin' late Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Die, die, die, die Could you die in a mother fucking minute Mother fucker burned With those mother fuckers in it, they died Watch 'em die In a fiery crash Thats where they met their fate And when they hit those brakes, man I guess a little too fuckin' late Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Mother fucker exploded Die, die, die, die Could you die in a mother fucking minute Mother fucker burned With those mother fuckers in it, they died Watch 'em die
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 14, 2025
Cult Extraction is a ball We're always ready just give us a call No jobs too tough to take Brainwashed they always break We extract Bring them back Deprogram And thats a fact In their face and in the clear We make people disappear Been stabbed, maced, puched, and shot We've come close but we never been caught They say it takes all kinds Do this to poison minds We cut the bullshit we cut through the lies We always use the art of suprise We extract Bring them back Deprogram Thats a fact Be un in back (?) they know that they've been They always lose and we always win No jobs too tough to take Brainwashed they always break We extract Bring them back Deprogram Thats a fact Guaranteed that they never return Long after the cult has been burned No jobs too tough to take Brainwashed they always break We extract Bring them back Deprogram Thats a fact A fact, fact, bring 'em back
Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 14, 2025
The city was sinkin' So I got out been truckin' On down a country road Wasn't livin' until I found out What country livin' Is really all about Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country The seasons are leavin' But I did stop believin' Then I think I will stay When the nights start gettin' colder Light the fire early October Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country The snow is still fallin' The country is callin' The country is ballin' The country is callin' Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country When the nights start gettin' colder Cows in the barn its early October Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Now we're gettin' down Up in the country Get down
Submitted by Immortal — Nov 14, 2025
Hangin' anyone they want The hangman's ghost will haunt ya Hear the drunken crowd all shout All the alcohols run out Riot on the Village Green Riot on the Village Green Look around Who run this town Watch us burn to the ground Burn it down Burn it down The flames can't get no higher Even the town drunk is on fire This pirate that they hung They'll pay for what they've done Riot on the Village Green Riot on the Village Green Look around Who run this town Watch me burn it to the ground Burn it down Burn it down Burn it down Riot on the Village Green Riot on the Village Green Look around Who run this town Watch us burn it to the ground Burn it down Burn it down Burn it down Burn it down
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 14, 2025