Night in Gales
Album • 2000
feeding on terrorwhores sulphurscum for silversouls and the coffincrow still smiles a cadaverlaugh from afar saltnails driven through hymenhearts and i swallow the scythe tonight´s the night of the worm that speaks with nailwork´s tongue bittermilk and unlight flow twinkletint for murmurshows and i eat some rainbowflesh another wormsong from below stalking down the gallow´s pole and my words bleed afresh tonight´s the night of the worm that speaks with nailwork's tongue schizophonic astroride to the wormland´s vacuumnight rippin´ the tongue that spoke of this song tonight´s the night of the worm that speaks with nailwork's tongue
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
if blades were laughter each nail a smile my scissorsmouth would spit the soil for words of napalm none below for hymenmurmur´s poisonshow if blades were laughter each knife ten teeth i´d dye the words i breathe all black if blades were laughter each pile a grin my starscumwords would twist and spin the murmurfather´s silverthroat that spat the soil for what i wrote
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
i´ve returned to wormland spinning cadavercircles around the night astroautopsies breathing orb and earth eating the word of a starthief´s birth i´ve returned to that deadend with a fistful of throats from the downside astroautopsies breathing orb and earth eating the word of a starthief´s birth and we go for the poisonshow let scythemilk and quicksilver flow scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue i´ve cut my throat for the wormsong the grindcrew´s back again warpin´ the where and when and we go for the poisonshow let scythemilk and quicksilver flow scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue i´ve cut my throat for the wormsong
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
woke up with a mouthful of planets and a fistful of salt some sundrugged words through that deadhead and all scissors smiled been out for more pulsedrivin´ whoresound spinning those cadavercircles with a wormnail thru´ my tongue and all scissors smiled heard the hearselights sing watched the twisting saltwordsoil ate all these inkscented things and all scissors smiled comin´ down on the carboncaravan within this orbcoroner´s coil saw necronauts and quasarmen and all scissors smiled silversonic solarblow astrotrippin´ slaughtershow be it this word from the morgue that makes my deathnectar flow all scissors smile all scissors smile silversonic solarblow astrotrippin´slaughtershow be it this word from the morgue that makes my deathnectar flow all scissors smile all scissors smile
stardrugged upon that worm´s back the casketcrew is in for the show of psychophonics from below down the sunpus course for a word of all that never was stoke up the silvermouthmachine and snatch its terrortongue with a grin gonna give you some more killing ink some more unlight and i´ll show you how to eat a scythe throatkickin´ bladefood at astrospeed with a tombwormsmile ink to rain and rain to ink all planetflesh to poisonsoil down the sunpus course for a word of all that never was stoke up the silvermouthmachine and snatch its terrortongue with a grin gonna give you some more killing ink some more unlight and i´ll show you how to eat scythe
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high Mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder The Sun is setting like molasses in the sky. The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything. Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for. Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave White lightning, bound to drive you wild. Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl "Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true. Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for. Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. Every word of every song that he sang was for you. In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, What could you do? Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. ...If you please If you please
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 09, 2025
from downsideslides to sunfuckcroons from syringesongs to dustthroatfuel from nonwordwork to raincunttunes from silverpills to warpwallrooms filthfinger´s takin´ / twistin´ the wounds filthfinger´s takin´ be it this astrosonic brew or these lines that someone drew the sound of napalmrain and whores the words of womblaughter and stars filthfinger´s takin´ from vacuumfields to caskethills from barrelrides to wormtoguethrills from hearseorbtones to nailstarchills from deadhousesmiles to scissorsmills filthfinger´s takin´ / triggin´ the kills filthfinger´s takin´ be it this astrosonic brew or these lines that someone drew the sound of napalmrain and whores the words of womblaughter and stars filthfinger´s takin´
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
deathdischargin´ bulletcock in for some astrocoffinrock with a wordwarpin´ dustthroat´s spin kickin´ off another silvergrin a nevernight´s nethersight psiloblast and casketlights ridin´ the neonink tonight so tells the tenmiletongue that licks the word it´s nailed upon coffinmilk and bastardbone the ultrasonic filthparole through silvercosmochemicals to another´s words from verminwells a nevernight´s nethersight psiloblast and casketlights ridin´ the neonink tonight the spacescythe´s out to cut some throats again and i guess mine will be next so tells the tenmiletongue that licks the word it´s nailed upon
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
so now it´s grinding time for coroners´ poisonrhymes electric heads and snipersongs something killing this way comes diggin´ the days, the words and all space so now it´s grinding time for coffinstalker´s silverlines whorefood and needletongues something killing this way comes diggin´the days, the words and all space hearselights eating songless flies hearselights somewhat rainscented tonight so now it´s grinding time for morticianwords in fine laughterthieves and solarthongs something killing this way comes diggin´ the days, the words and all space hearselights eating songless flies hearselights somewhat rainscented tonight somewhat rainscented tonight
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
some say milk and silver listen to the womb when all these vacuumwords spill out of laughtertombs some say the badpack´s back for more when all this cannonink spills out of superwhores comin´ down on them from the lavalounge to the hearsewormsoil with five fingers driven through all scissors´ smiles the terror of a 1000 tongues this is what comes down the throat some say this hateparade´s a sickophonic thing when all these necrosounds spill out of astrostrings comin´ down on them from the lavalounge to the hearsewormsoil with five fingers driven through all scissors´ smiles the terror of a 1000 tongues this is what comes down the throat
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
another foulmouthmadsong thrills that necrobitch a song with a warptone´s itch another bastardword that feeds coronercunts a word with a tongueblast´s brunt filthkickin´ and tripleblack the berserkmortician´s back heading for some vulturetint tonight been whorethroattrippin´ down these rhymes to return with a quicksilverspine eating the last planet in line i´ve got the quicksilverspine graveridin´ and murmurfed the electric psychonaut´s ahead silverwords and scytheplanets aside been whorethroattrippin´ down these rhymes to return with a quicksilverspine eating the last planet in line i´ve got the quicksilverspine vitriol or vulvagales i´ll take the tongue that licks the nail eating the last planet in line i´ve got the quicksilverspine
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
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