Frankenbok
EP • 2008
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Digging... for human bones Digging... on my own Dig: hole in my head Things falling in I never hear no splash ...It's like a dead fall with NO END... but I keep digging Digging... skulls and bones Digging... decompose Crawling over a dead fall of Human bones - the blood is BACK in the light of the moon Crawling, falling on them bones The blood is black down in this hole Digging... get this into ya!! Digging... in the dead of the Night Digging... the pale moon light ON MY OWN
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
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Dear Son, where did we go wrong? Could this have been stopped? This monster, my son, what is going on? Where did we go wrong? This monster my blood. Why could you never ever stop? This monster my son. This monster my blood! Where did we go wrong? Couldn't it be stopped? This monster my only son. Where did we go wrong? When you were born? I thought you were the sweetest thing of all... Then you deformed... WRONG. WRONG. WRONG!!! I just couldn't love you anymore. Your Mother.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
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This is The other side of hell No more dark clouds No longer without light No longer sinking On this side of hell Snake charmer from a slithering world To be half as noble Would surely make you whole The other side of God Damn Mother Fucking Hell Eyes blood shot like road maps of the soul Destroyed Rebuilt Beyond hell and on the way home
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
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Take all you're worth in pounds of flesh Before you sink back down to hell Every soul you can save Could stop ice pumping through your veins Or the past might eat you up I see demons every shape they come Last ditch redemption Brave souls who can face the dark Get one last ditch redemption Under bombardment block the gauntlet I fear no consequence Reaching down preventing innocence Descending into self destruction Through broken stain glass of your soul I see them, every shape they come All those who forget the past are Condemned to repeat it Brave sould who can face the dark Get one last ditch redemption.
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