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SPLATTERHOUSE LYRICS

Splatterhouse / Birdflesh

"Splatterhouse / Birdflesh" (2006 Split)

1. In the Swamps You Rot
2. Beast of the Bayou
3. Evil Coffin
4. Pretty Dork
5. Happy Hour, Crazy Hour
6. Taste of the Sun
7. Keeper of the Seventh Son







1. In the Swamps You Rot

In The Swamps You Rot

Deep in the bayou, backwoods brothel bait.
When you need a place to stay stop by Old Judds' place.
Strangers always welcome, city folk especially.
All hours of the night, vacancy is guaranteed.
Backwater grim reaper splitting your head in two.
The hillbilly butcher a hick with a grudge.
A yokel with nothing to lose.
Scream all you want, no one can hear you.
Children are just a snack.
This man and beast a kindred kind.
No escaping their death trap.
Now into the cage, like chum you are flung.
Flailing in panic and fear.
Gasping for air clinging for life.
As the beast draws ever near.
A deafening roar you can't help but scream.
As razor sharp teeth are bared.
Then all goes dark in the mouth of the beast.
You flesh is ripped apart and torn.
Your bones are crushed and you blood starts to gush.
The feeling in your legs disappears.
You choke on your snot and puke out all your lungs.
And let go of all you hold dear.
Torso is burning, digested alive.
The belly of the beast is your tomb.
A watery grave, no evidence left.
In the mire you're met your doom.
Pray for the morning, to make it through the night.
For the beast will eat anything.
Reptile kind, gargantuan beast.
Quagmire of carnage replete.
Dank fog is creeping, swamp a crimson glow.
But there is nowhere else to go.
Don't go near the water ripples with glowing eyes.
The air abuzz with flies.
Dissected, devoured, chomped, bitten and chewed.
With bloodthirsty jaws your slowly minced.
As the yokel chuckles amused.
Severed, dismembered, mangled, molested and mauled.
These swamps are savage, the gator will ravage.
A meal your life is made of.
In the swamps you rot (X2)
In the swamps we mosh!!!




2. Beast of the Bayou

Beast of the Bayou

Isolated creep, I've gone fucking insane.
Crock or gator, who gives a shit.
He'll eat you all the same.
We don't care for your company, he just needs to feed.
I'll slice your throat, hope you can swim.
Cause he's ravenous when you bleed.
Beast of the bayou!!!




3. Evil Coffin

Evil Coffin

You lived your life as an angel.
You never hut a fly.
You went to church every Sunday.
But now you have died.

Your life was holy but you're rotting.
In the evil coffin, in the evil coffin.
Satanic maggots crawl on your skin.
In the evil coffin, in the evil coffin.

You said your prayers every night.
And thanked god for the food.
You helped old people across the street.
You have never been rude.




4. Pretty Dork

Pretty Dork

Eating up the ass.
With rusty knife and fork.
Puking in the grass.
I am pretty dork.

I am ugly.
I am funny.
And you love me Pretty Dork.
Come and hug me.
Come and kiss me.
On the ass please Satan spawn.




5. Happy Hour, Crazy Hour

Happy Hour, Crazy Hour

I enter the bar like I was kind.
On the stereo they play Sting.
It is early Saturday.
So it's very cheap to drink.

I get insane power.
Happy hour, crazy hour
Beware of my golden shower.
Happy hour, crazy hour.

I order a beer I get four.
I'm getting drunk I want more.
I still got cash in my wallet.
I'm not gonna walk through that door.

I get insane power.
Happy hour, crazy hour.
Beware of my golden shower.
Happy hour, crazy hour.




6. Taste of the Sun

Taste of the Sun

So refreshing.
Taste of the sun.
Looks like lemon.
And it is for free.

Yellow - in the snow.
Ice cold - let it flow.
Thirsty - never again.
Share it - with your friends.

You must hurry.
Before the spring will come.
Eat and eat and eat and eat eat and eat,
This wont make you fat.

Yellow - in the snow.
Ice cold - let it flow.
Thirsty - never again.
Hungry - eat the ones with chocolate bits.

The best things in life are truly free.
Enjoy what nature has to give.
One of the things is piss,
That you find in the snow by the road at winter time.

Take care of your dog.




7. Keeper of the Seventh Son

Keeper of the Seventh Son

You have seven kids.
But one of them is missing.
You wonder where he can be.
But you don't have a clue.

He's not on top of the hill.
He's not behind the moon.
How can I be so sure?
Because I know where he is.

He is in my apartment.
I treat him really good.
I give him candy.
And a lot of toys.
I know you want him back.
But your son doesn't miss you.
You have to look some more.
But you don't know where I live.

Just forget your sun.
Because he wont come back.

Keeper of the seventh son.
Keeper of the seventh son.

 


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