|
FORMICIDE LYRICS
"Demo I" (1987 Demo)
1. The Omen
2. Perfect Race
3. Them
4. The Spell
1. The Omen
Lyrics: K. Stevenson
Music: K. Stevenson & E. Stevenson
Murdered, buried far away
Traded with the devil’s son
Jackal, true mother of the child
The prophecies have just begun
Raised in the heart of the power
Protected at every cost
Those who start to see the truth, will find their time to live is lost
Omen, listen to the priest
Omen, listen while he speaks
Omen, all the signs you see are the omen
Dying are the ones who know
You now bear the devil’s son
Now you know the secret too
Now you know what must be done
Seven knives to form the cross
Seven knives for your son’s death
Taken to a nearby church, for Stan’s son’s eternal rest
Freeze, you hear the shot
Bang, your life is lost
The future of all mankind, will lay to rest for all of time
The beast has conquered within
The demon is freed again
The growing power and endless rage
Satan has turned the final page
2. Perfect Race
Lyrics & music: Costa
A blinding light in the night
Ends the life of them all
But for the few underground
Whose cells are split with the armoured but small
Beneath the surface we’ll live forever
We’ll praise the queen who is so mighty
Who rules all the land
We now live on instinct
With cities above and below the ground
We build cocoons around our walls
To raise the young so they will be strong
Attack, attack
The red armies are in our way
We fight to kill, because they don’t feel the same way
Take them, take them
We steal and brainwash their young
Attack, attack
We battle until there is none
It wall all start again
3. Them
Lyrics & music: K. Stevenson
Mutant creatures crawling up from the ground, striking fear in everyone
Bringing death, destruction beating us down
The new born child of the atomic sun
Radiation spreading over the land of a nuclear testing site
Slowly sinking deeper into the sand
Making dark of a world of light
Coming from the barren desert
To stalk for the kill to feed the queen
We must act we must be swift, they must be stopped
How can we end this dream
Hear them march with distant screams through the towns
Turning cities to waste
Scattered victims lying dead on the ground
A future image of the human race
Ants, death, pain, suffer
4. The Spell
Lyrics & music: Costa
The spell can’t be broken
Calls to you and now you dread
Hands of doom pull you in
Now you drown in the sea of the dead
Witch’s fate is your key, to your immortality
No more hope for you now
She now tells you what to be
You’re possessed you have no heart
Every move’s controlled by her
You’re praying your life to end
You stand alone as the casket waits for you
Screaming in pain, afraid of the death
Webbed fingers catch you like a net
Oblivion sets in your mind
Your bleeding eyes no longer see the light of day
The seeds of hell are planted
Inside your corpse they now remain
The face of death is now granted
The hands of doom forsake you now
|
|
