At the Feast of Seven Funerals
From the corral dust, a bad hoss appears Of frozen air, beyond misery hill Saddle sore, from a phantom trail His hooves are toned, with a chant of death The sunburst kills, the glories of the morning Unwanted omen, from the deserts of hell Hell rides at dawn Hell is here Hell rides at dawn Lost souls cry The town retreats, lest the dangerous ones On through town, trail devils dogs Among torrid stares, from the invisible enemies Dismount the steed, at the palace of sin The wretched gunman, falls to the ground The spirit of slumber, came and bade him sleep From the house, came Penelope Vines "I'm Lucius Mortimer, from Ravens Catch" Hell rides at dawn Hell is here Hell rides at dawn Lost souls cry Now rest thy head Upon my sheets of gold And when you awake Your broken winds will blow In this bucket of blood The deviltry pass as rule In this bucket of blood The equalizer, tells of fools The hours go by You arise from the lush crib I the night hawk Took you here to mend In this bucket of blood The deviltry pass as rule In this bucket of blood The equalizer, tells of fools Stranger, I can give you wealth My ladies of the line, hear of secret mines Together we can fool, the ones who deceive A god fearing town, beyond misery hill "Why should I, not take these things alone" For pennies you'll die, there is no escape Now take of my wine, and pleasures of me And I'll show you to, the palace of sin
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
The coffin varnish, the drink of choice The stages dust, as dancing girls, ply the trade Den of iniquity, ramblers music plays Oak and brass, nude portrait, sings to me Calico queen, do I ride your river of fate Sweet miss Vines, do I leave this well of hell Calice queen, do I rely on what you tell Sweet miss Vines, do you care to die Intruders ears, are about the rail Wretched eyes, away from this place As night falls, away from this place I'll tell of treasuresm we'll divide the take Calico queen, who is he, your eyes behold Sweet miss Vines, is my gun all you need Calico queen, meet you at the rippling waters Sweet miss Vines, you the nightingale, sings tonight Stranger as you leave Be forwarned Mine eyes are watching you I prosper in this hole See the gal, she'll ruin you Think twice, to heed her view Anything you can have You'll hire to be my hand There's no future, here in hell I'm Hatchet Jack, from Misery Hill You'll find fame, fortune too Or a marble orchard view Hatchet Jack, I presume you challenged me Mr Hargrove, now you die
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025
Death, you sulking coward I know you are near, please make yourself known I realize, I cannot defeat you For one brief moment, I will try With in my hand, I hold 5 6th is for you, if I should die Mortician, they say I'm friend For the way I kill, the wounds do not show The bullets tore, his heart asunder As he fell, I shot again With in my hand, I hold 5 6th is for you, if I should die Now I lay me down to sleep Around me my children weep
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Gospel of a bullet The only faith I know I see you pray at the waters Do you repent the sins you sow Tell me now of this fortune You insist I follow through Do not lie of the man I shot In my wake do dead haunt you Hatchet Jack kept the books Of the lost banshee mines Preacher Mordecai Gates, knows Marshall Black will hunt for you Tell me how we find the mines Tell me who I see Come up from off your kneew Speak now what you keep from me Under the alter They keep the map in a vaulted case Marshall Black has the key Upon the land in his place I will find and steal the key While Mordecai is fast asleep The I'll creep into your room Fine company you shall keep Go Into the night Hide Stay from ones sight Watch For my return Burn One candle's light Gospel of a bullet The only faith I know I've seen you pray at the waters Did you repent the sins you sow Now I'm told of this fortune I insist you follow through Do not lie to me tonight In my wake do dead haunt you
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
On a moon burst finish a beam of ligh will die On a moon burst finish there will be blood... She will take She will steal With an eye for deceit Drawn from orphans tears With her tongue, sting is deep At night we lie, loosing my fear Disguised by sleep Satan's taking hand Midnight thief killing the gamblers rose... Penelope dies None survive, crossing me One last kiss, then you die Speak now to your god Weapon of love, beautiful lie Disguised by sleep Satan's taking hand Midnight thief killing the gamblers rose... Penelope dies She will take She will steal On a moon burst finish a beam of ligh will die On a moon burst finish there will be blood...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
Upon this pulpit, I stand with salvation in hand Prepare for the devil come this noon Depart from me, to your tomb To your tomb... to your tomb... You and I are dying flesh We've seen many laid to rest Creatures full of mighty grief Steal your soul and drag to hell On this day the stories tell Worship now, avoid the thief Final judgement coming fast Don't let this day be your last What will be your final breath Nothing certain for tomorrow As you wallow in your sorrow Will not know our day of death Rise, and kill Mortimer Sacrifice, into eternal fire He will kill us where we stand Even on this holy land Guard the altar with our life Veiled secret can't be told Here we'll watch our death unfold Battle for unholy strife Below the altar three feet down In a cast and under ground Treasures hide from villain eyes The book of life is locked away With golden key, where this must stay Adoid our death and sure demise Rise, and kill Mortimer Sacrifice, into eternal fire Wrath of blood, steeple of fire I warned them all, and in their lies I see the horror in dying eyes Trapped in fire, cross will burn Bathed in flames, I hear your cry The smell of flesh is drifting high There is no where left to turn On the floor you try to crawl And work your way to heavens hall Let my pistol be your guide One by one I shoot to kill For ending life is at my will No survivors, all shall die Die, I am Mortimer Sacrifice, into eternal fire Upon this pulpit, now burned Town in fear, left alone Hell gave mercy, no turn Five more dead, five lost souls
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025
Curse you, to the fires They let you die upon your throne Immortal spirits, bathed in flames Now assemble at your grave To feast upon your soul You burn, in the kingdom of fire Never to rise again Death released you from your flesh A devil's promenade, celebratory evils I'll dine upon your blood The candles burn dim, with the draught of deaths air Your women escort me in my waltz I tender no symphathy A solemn tear evokes my rage Blessed crys fall hush upon my ears Life's destroyer knows no age To feast upon your soul You burn, in the kingdom of fire Never to rise again Death released you from your flesh A fortune of gold, lying before me At dawn I go from here With no one left to follow Many lands to hide I'll vanish through the door of time Kneel before me Sit down at my side Dine with a self made king A toast to those who have crossed my path I am the evil they have feared Left in my wake, I punish the mourning Tonight I dine in gods jealous eyes My fist in gold, and whore at my side For I am unstoppable, I will not stray Until I have all that I desire
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
By moonlight we ride, with task at hand Shrouded faces of white, creating fear Hunting for the oneknown as Mortimer For this night we bring death along with us No place on earth where you can hide There's no escaping the Hangman's knot Our dogs will find you, they have your scent The smell of the Devil's blood Lynch mob is closing in Outside the law, we travel alone An anonymous tip, your time is near Enjoy your meal, it will be your last The reaper awaits your soul this day No place on earth where you can hide There's no escaping the Hangman's knot Our dogs will find you, they have your scent The smell of the Devil's blood Lynch mob is closing in The door is smashed, fear fills the room Guns drawn with malice intent A vicious beating, now breaks you down The Posse's reward for a job well done Our dogs have found you, your dragged through town A trail of the Devil's blood, a celebration in your wake Your head is bagged, your body dragged Wild laughter from a lawless clan Prepare the hanging tree, the knot is tied Your final stop, this is where you die! The rope is tightened around your neck Upon this steed you await your death The time is now, with justice served With a calming silence, the horse is whipped The lynch mob roars, your body drops The neck in snapped, Mortimer is dead!a
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
To the realms of bliss, you fly Removed from among us, by death A marble orchard, awaits He bade farewell, to time To resign a spirit, but no soul To take a home, in the field of light Buried neath the willows Lifes destroyer, becons me Buried neath the willows Where saints immortal reign Let us now pray Evil will settle in the ground God has set his course, to Hell Satans lightning has no sound Worshipful master, who is our brother Guard us from sin, with these hounds Buried neath the willows Lifes destroyer, becons me Buried neath the willows Where saints immortal reign Left to die Fires from high Left to die Forever here you lie Carried to the willows Where night dogs devour flesh Hung from a vine, neath a willow Mourning glory, casts my dust Left to die Fires from high Left to die Forever here I lie Buried neath the willows Lifes destroyer, becons me Buried neath the willows Where saints immortal reign Receive no charity, from a cold world When the thunders of almighty wrath Hurl you into outer darkness Rivers unholy block your path Bear in mind, when Satan smiles From neath the willow, take his hand
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025