Houses of the Unholy
(INTRO: "April, 1989. Matamoros, Mexico. Police exhume 13 mutilated bodies just miles from the Texas border. One of the victims is American college student Mark Kilroy. His brain has been removed, his legs cut off. Other victims are identified, and each one shows signs of torture. Many are [...] Nearby, police uncover a shed filled with remnants of black magic and human sacrifice. Inside, Mark Kilroy's brain is found stewing in a cauldron [...] The owner of the shed is cult leader Adolfo Constanzo, a [...]-worshiping drug lord who practices human sacrifice.") Raised by a wicked mother Under a voodoo sun Taught to commune with spirits She thought he was the chosen one Trained by a Haitian mentor Scarred with a ritual sword On the black path to becoming El Padrino, the voodoo drug lord Voodoo drug lord "My soul is dead. I have no god." Voodoo drug lord "My soul is dead. I have no god." High society wizard Paid by the drug cartels To make them bullet proof And to make them invisible Rancho Santa Elena Mystic symbols on the floor In the hidden ritual chamber You can hear the demons roar Now hear them roar Voodoo drug lord "My soul is dead. I have no god." Voodoo drug lord "My soul is dead. I have no god." Random stealing and drug dealing Human torture, voodoo killing Palo Mayombe, Cardiem Pembe Evil spirits speaking through me Human torture, voodoo killing Evil spirits speaking through me Human torture, voodoo killing Evil spirits speaking through me
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
We load the guns for hunting Pull my shotgun We load the guns for hunting Hunting humans Its just you and me Travelling the roads to end of days It just ain't who we are Left on the road that ended here I'm coming loose baby Lookout tonight We load the guns for hunting Pull my shotgun We load the guns for hunting Hunting humans Its just you and me Travelling the road to end of days It just ain't who we are Left on the road of ending here I'm coming loose baby Lookout tonight SHOTGUN "Terrible thing. It's the worst tragedy I've ever seen in my life and I, pray to God I never see it again. Very very, saddening. Such a waste of human life. I just cannot comprehend it, it's as if weren't real." "The automatic weapon is still on the floor in there, the individual who was using it is on the floor, surrounded by uh... bodies." We load the guns for hunting Pull my shotgun We load the guns for hunting Hunting humans It's just you and me Travelling the roads to end of days It just ain't who we are Left on the road that ended here I'm coming loose baby Lookout for my SHOTGUN
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 08, 2026
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Woman, you are the master heartache Woman, you are the master heartache I know what’s evil in the wake of a wicked wind Thunder, lightning, caught me in the storm of sin Woman, you are the master heartache Woman, you are the master heartache Lay me the dam of death and every cause of heartache You leave me to the rain and left me in the sea of heartbreak Woman, you are the master heartache Feed me temptation and you put my love to shame You come all night with… but the care will be thy name Woman, you are the master heartache Woman, you are the master heartache Lay me the dam of death and every cause of heartache You leave me to the rain and left me in the sea of heartbreak Woman, you are the master heartache I know what’s evil in the wake of a wicked wind Thunder, lightning, caught me in the storm of sin Woman, you are the master heartache Woman, you are the master heartbreaker Woman, you are the master heartache Feed me temptation and you put my love to shame You come all night with… but the care will be thy name Woman, you are the master heartache Woman, you are the master heartbreaker Woman, you are the master heartache
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 10, 2025
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(INTRO: "Lincoln, Nebraska, 1958. A teenage boy murders his girlfriend's family, and then embarks on a bloody spree killing. 19-year-old Charles Starkweather terrifies the nation, as he and his 14-year old lover, Caril Fugate, embark on a deadly road trip, gunning down anyone who stands in their way. They claim 10 victims.") Without a cause, we rebel Nothing can stop us now We were followed To our lone destination Go to the badlands So we kill them faster We killed over and over Just looking for supplies There's no tomorrow We're living deep in sorrow Death flies like a sparrow Now it's time to follow Follow me baby! Without a cause, we rebel Nothing can stop us now We were followed To our lone destination Go to the badlands So we kill them faster We killed over and over Just looking for supplies There's no tomorrow We're living deep in sorrow Death flies like a sparrow Now it's time to follow Follow me baby! Follow me! (x7) There's no tomorrow We're living deep in sorrow Death flies like a sparrow Now it's time to follow (repeat)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025