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Bridge of Corpses
04:26
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A long time ago
searching for a lost cannibal tribe
Bones. Death. Souls. Flesh.
And as they searched, they noticed the fire
The camp of the tribe flickering in the night
They tried to get closer
That's where they all saw the bridge
Oh, what a horrible sight
A structure of bones
The stench of death
Bonded by souls
Tethered with flesh
The sign ahead reads
"Don't Cross the Bridge of Corpses"
We should leave this place
These people know that we're here
What?! These are not people
They're savages we've come to cage
And there is nothing to fear
A structure of bones
The stench of death
Bonded by souls
Tethered with flesh
The sign ahead reads
"Don't Cross The Bridge of Corpses"
What were they thinking
Marching blindly into the unknown
All the stories they've heard
All the travellers who never returned
The legends of which they speak
Yellow eyes in the trees
The whispers on the breeze
Complete with heads on stakes
And a bridge formed from human remains
And as they crossed
One by one they were taken
Sacrificed by the tribe
Eaten alive; their heads on display
For the next ones who think
They can get out alive
A structure of bones
The stench of death
Bonded by souls
Tethered with flesh
Bones. Death. Souls. Flesh.
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2. |
Horrific Penetration
03:57
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This ain't the time
This ain't the place
You shouldn't be here it isn't safe
Predators hide behind innocent faces
Waiting to penetrate
Like a parasite
Consuming everything in its path
Now we're left reflecting on things
That will leave you horrified
This is the time
This is the place
Now that you're here
You're a disgrace
You'll only be leaving here
With unrelenting hate
For the whole human race
You've been victimised
Brutalized within an inch of your life
Now you're left telling the stories
That will leave them horrified
Time to penetrate their fucking face
With your inhuman rage
Now is the time
Here is the place
One chance to channel
Your inhuman rage
Force the machete right through
Their fucking innocent face
Time to penetrate their fucking face
With your inhuman rage
Time to penetrate their fucking face
With your unrelenting hate
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3. |
Armageddon
03:06
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Now you know it's Armageddon when
The whore of Babylon rides again
Rides again
Hate descends upon us
Drenching us in plague
Sparking a mass of fire
Whole worlds ablaze
And as the darkness reigns
Blackens out our days
Antichrist has been born
You will not be saved
No, you won't be saved
Now you know it's Armageddon when
The whore of Babylon rides again
Next the sky shall fall
Then the ground will split
All your hopes and expectations
All get turned to shit
All the ice will melt
As the oceans boil
Your judgement is coming
To take you all
Your judgement is coming to take you all
Now you know it's Armageddon when
The whore of Babylon rides again
I am a hostage of her lust
I am the victim of her desire
She is the culprit of mistrust
She will lead us all into the fire
And if you don't know
Well, now you know
It's Armageddon when
The whore of Babylon rides again
Draped in sacrilegious blood
As she rides upon the beast
Smothering and suffocating
All your false beliefs
Slaughter the lambs of God
Time to begin the feast
Nothing left to ride for
Jesus Christ; deceased
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4. |
Children of the Unholy
03:20
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Christ; shedding tears of blood
Of the sinners he died for
Think not of
Humanity's betrayal
For we are
Children of the unholy
Jesus
Scapegoat of the lies
Feeble slaves
To your false prophet
Think not of
Humanity's betrayal
For we are
Children of the unholy
You had better run
For I sit at the side of Satan
You'd better run
For I devour in the pits of Hell
You should hide
There's no one alive
Without their demons inside
You cannot hide
Everyone dies; let their demons fly
Jehovah; smiting down
His only believers
Think not of
Humanity's betrayal
For we are
Children of the unholy
You had better run
For I sit at the side of Satan
You'd better run
For I devour in the pits of Hell
You should hide
There's no one alive
Without their demons inside
You cannot hide
Everyone dies; let their demons fly
Die. Die.
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Sons of Erebus Adelaide, Australia
Blackened Death Metal from Adelaide, Australia
Paul - Vocals
Rus - Lead Guitar
Ethan - Rhythm Guitar
Sam - Bass
Kyle - Drums
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