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GRENADE LYRICS
"Rugged Rehearsal Cd" (2001 Demo)
1. Hell Song
2. Metal Of Death
3. Carnivorous Lunar Activities
4. Dead Kelly Rides Again
5. Venom Of God
1. Hell Song
Where women have neither cunt nor tongue
Where babies decorate the walls
Their twisted bodies loathe to crawl
Impaled on gleaming stakes
Their heartblood warms the chalice cold
And all your fears, to all untold
The southern furnace awaits for you
Hear the cry of the cloven hooved
Where Pan awaits with drooling cock
For unwary maidens fair
And Lilith awaits with betoothed snatch
And midnight in her hair
Where fires burn in cauldrons black
And unseen whips streak red your back
The inevitable gnawing of your tongue
In wordless screams, the vast hellsong
You're in hell now
You come to this realm to suffer
Scream as you enter
Alone the gates of Hell
You scream in agony for God
As you twist within the fire
But he's too busy fucking angels
To join your funeral pyre
You scream in agony for God
As you twist within the fire
But he's too busy fucking angels
To join your funeral pyre
Your funeral is forever – Hellsong!
Where women have neither cunt nor tongue
Where babies decorate the walls
Their broken bodies too fucked to crawl
Impaled on gleaming stakes...
Forever.
2. Metal Of Death
Come forth with the fierce pride of Lucifer
To ride the whirlwinds and hear the chasm's call
Or join the flock and fool you'll be the weaker stock
And see your spirit fucking fall
Black spirits arise
Powers of storm winds be with me
Serpent like strike the workings of this rite
Heinous spells cast upon our enemies.
It is better to die a yearling wolf
Than to pass as aged sheep
Into the dead of night, take leave, take flight
And know our bonds shall never falter
Red spirits arise
Powers of volcanic matter be with me
Birth is death and death is birth
We tread the paths beneath the earth.
Cast your winds to the caverns below
The realms of the unlight... so alluring
With time your stone shall crumble
While we live with dragon's breath
With stealth of wolf beneath the moon
The unquenchable spirit... Metal of Death
Of wisdom and will... Metal of Death
Cast your minds to the caverns below
The realms of the unlight... so alluring
With time your step shall falter
While we march on and draw breath
Like many wolves beneath the moon
The raging inferno... Metal of Death
Metal of Death
All that ever to you was gold
Was only ever lead to me.
Your crown of thorns, your kingdom come
Was your anchor, can't you see.
3. Carnivorous Lunar Activities
Carnivorous lunar activities...
Behind locked doors, living flesh, weak it praise
Along with the moon his cravings grow, red pain
From beneath the towering shadows you can hear this demon's call
A call for blood-pain, death, and human fear
Carnivorous lunar activites...
In his beast-state an omen of evil upon the land
The village struck drunk with fear
Silver streaks in shadow-dance
For the Devil's desire to beast now torn
Unbridled cruelty
Ravening hunger
Behowl the moon
Carnivorous hunter...
His strength and cunning sublime of matter and time
He holds the symbol of the night
Winter stress and storm
Thou art is black and the moon shines bright
Again he rules the night
Panting for slaughter
Impulse to kill
An infancy of werewolfism
A pact with the Devil
Even a man who is pure of heart
And says his prayers by night
May become a wolf when the wolfsbane blooms
And the autumn moon is bright
Hail, hail, hail the great wolf-spirit
Silver streaks in shadow-dance
Hail, hail, hail the great skin-changer
Behowl the moon
Carnivorous lunar activities...
4. Dead Kelly Rides Again
5. Venom Of God
You would reclaim your wolvish spirit
Those two stone tablets crush with scorn
But for the Venom embedded in your heart
But for the Venom that's tearing you apart
You'll never reclaim your wolvish spirit
All the conviction crushed by scorn
The Venom of God has taken all you'll ever be
It's why you're still a fucking pawn
The Venom of God was in the scripture you once read
In what some mothers tell their child
The Venom of God was the deceitful entity
That made you fear to live with pride
Fool is the man who spends his soul away
For another's fortune and another's gain
Time and again, time and again
A soul that's rendered lame
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