Hell in the Club
EP • 2022
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Yeah, we started at level one Back then, shortcuts, there were none Just a party of four, in rock we are brothers, oh yeah Grabbed the armour and the sword A guitar with broken chords As we set forth on our journey together Like a coin-op our game had begun Beat 'em, fight 'em up, we'll play till we're done Ten years in the slums Not a day in paradise Ten years in the slums And the devil on our side We don't care how the hell it turns What we're gonna do? We will always burn Ten years in the slums Yeah, we got at level two We gave hell and the devil his due Brought the guns ablaze and tear all to pieces, oh yeah Then the monster at level three On the fourth we set him free And we walked the Hell of Fame together (Stage five) Like a coin-op our game had begun (Game had begun) Beat 'em, fight 'em up, we'll play till we're done Ten years in the slums Not a day in paradise Ten years in the slums And the devil on our side We don't care how the hell it turns What we're gonna do? We will always burn Ten years in the slums, yeah, yeah Through the years we might not have reached the top, yeah Still down in the slums, we're proud of what we've done Ten years in the slums (Ten years in the slums) Ten years in the slums (Ten years in the slums) Ten years in the slums (We don't need your appreciation) (Ten years in the slums) Ten years in the slums (We don't need your appreciation) Yeah Ten years in the slums Not a day in paradise Ten years in the slums And the devil on our side We don't care how the hell it turns What we're gonna do? We will always burn Ten years in the slums Ten years Ten years Ten years Ten years Yeah
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 12, 2026
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O.K. boy now here's your deal Will you gamble your life? Sign right here on the dotted line It's the one you've waited for all of your life Ah, will it feed my hunger If I swallow lies right down my throat? Or will it choke me till I'm raw? And tomorrow when I'm gone Will they whore my image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie and the platinum armys Making me their boy Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue He'll make ya scream for the cash machine Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue We'll sell your flesh by the pound you'll go A whore of wrath just like me We'll sell ya wholesale, we'll sell your soul Strap on your sixstring and feed our machine Ah, will it feed my hunger If I swallow lies right down my throat? Or will it choke me till I'm raw? And tomorrow when I'm gone Will they whore my image on? I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave Welcome to the morgue boy Where the music comes to die Welcome to the morgue son I'll cut your throat just to stay alive Ah, trust me boy I won't steer you wrong If you trust me son You won't last very long I'm the president of showbiz, my name is Charlie I'm a cocksucking asshole, that's what they call me Here from my Hollywood tower I rule I'm lying motherfucker, the chainsaw's my tool The new morgue's our factory, to grease our lies Our machine is hungry, it needs your life Don't mind the faggots, and the ruthless scum Before we're done, son we'll make you one I'm the tin man, I've never had a heart I'm the tin man, But I'll make you a star I'm the tin man, I've never had a heart I'm the tin man, but i'll make me the star
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 17, 2025
It feels like there's nothing left to say, yeah It feels like there's nothing left to do, yeah The only place I wanna be Where to fight all these nightmares Is in your arms And your eyes will show me how to shelter from this endless rain And your eyes will kill the pain It feels like this book has to be written again It feels like the characters have white faces and no names The only place I wanna go Where I really feel safe Is in your arms And your eyes will show me how to shelter from this endless rain And your eyes will kill the pain In your eyes I'll find the strength to leave this madness all behind In your eyes I live again Nothing has the same taste when you When you are not with me Nothing is the same without you And your eyes will show me how to shelter from this endless rain And your eyes will kill the pain In your eyes I'll find the strength to leave this madness all behind In your eyes I live again In your eyes, oh In your eyes I live again In your eyes I'll find the strength to leave this madness all behind Nothing has the same taste Ooh, nothing has the same taste, oh
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 12, 2026
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