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ACRYPTYLYSE LYRICS
"A Zombie's Tale" (2006)
1. Waking To A Dark Consumption Of My Soul
2. Acryptylyse
3. Sun Fades Away
4. The Sacrifice
5. Enslaved To Damn
6. Graveyard Phantom
7. Keyboard Medley of Future Works
8. Lambs
1. Waking To A Dark Consumption Of My Soul
2. Acryptylyse
The cryptic seal’s been shattered,
Scared, the petty humans scatter.
On the streets, blood has been spattered.
From its own stupidity,
The perishing of humanity,
Coming without sanctity.
Bodies emerge from the catacombs,
People fleeing from their burning homes,
Horror stated in ancient tomes.
Zombie masses multiply,
Proceeding with bloodshot eyes
For humanity’s sudden demise.
Chorus:
It’s a cryptic apocalypse!
The zombies approaching near
Man’s fate screams from the grave.
We’re the children of the apocalypse!
The Armageddon is here.
Man’s fate, for us he slaves!
There will be no co-existence.
Corpses decay with pestilence.
Join us or die, there is no resistance!
We dreamt humanity’s extinction,
We created social destruction.
We’re conceived from Earth’s abomination.
You have no choice but to give us your souls.
As slaves, you will fulfill your roles.
As puppets, your carcasses we control.
The zombie masses multiply,
With every victim the dead still rise.
This won’t end until every human dies!
(Chorus)
3. Sun Fades Away
4. The Sacrifice
5. Enslaved To Damn
Created before times of gods,
She, a whore, kiss of death,
Plaguing sex to spawn.
Deadly dominatrix,
Lures men with sinful sex,
Mortis Meretrix!
Deep cuts in her arms,
Her lips are red, her eyes hollow.
She, a slave to all damned souls.
Cursed, punished.
A creature of desperation,
She must do as she is told.
The Devil's Whore, his pet of travesty.
She glides across the moonlit night,
Hoping hungering for blood.
In search of a man, A man of eternities.
She'll find him, seduce him, kill him, and feed from him.
Yet, will she not love him? After all, she bears his offspring.
She, this creature of evil, can she still not love?
6. Graveyard Phantom
7. Keyboard Medley of Future Works
8. Lambs
I observe from the shadows,
Never letting myself be seen.
There I dwell until my opportunity,
Lusting over your bountiful body.
Pre-Chorus:
I'll trap you in my van,
I'll put you in my whole,
I shall say this little poem.
Chorus:
It rubs the lotion on its skin
Or it gets the hose again.
It does this when it's told,
I want your skin with no mold!
I wear your skin and pretend to be a female.
I will get away with this and shall not fail.
You're just another victim in my eleven foot whole.
In my unfinished basement I will steal your soul.
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Would you fuck me? Would you fuck me?
I'd fuck me. Oh, I'd so fuck me!
It puts the lotion in the basket. It puts the lotion in the basket.
I said It puts the lotion in the god damn basket!
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