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The Hallowed & The Heathen

"The Hallowed & The Heathen" (2003)

1. The Hallowed
2. Bokor
3. Driven To Destruction
4. Desert of Skulls
5. Zombie Crew
6. No Fucking Joke
7. Half-Life
8. I Can Feel Myself Rotting
9. Burning the Body
10. A Necklace made of Teeth
11. The Time Before I Turn
12. Cranial Blowout
13. Easy Meat
14. The Heathen







1. The Hallowed




2. Bokor

I, bokor, dealer of death
The zombi will rise at my behest
With venom of ocean Iíll send you to your grave
And when you return you will be my slave!

Poison in your veins
Flowing through your brain

Death doctor, stealer of souls
By my art Iíll leave you cold
Take your life, with my spell
Bring you back, to live in hell!

Tetrodotoxin
Bizango law deems that you sin
Tetrodotoxin
Your fate to die and live again

Blackest magic, secret rite
An evil curse, to take your life
Sacred duty, laws ordain
Youíll die and then be raised again!

Poison in your veins
Flowing through your brain

Petra Vodoun
Baddest juju

Tetrodotoxin
Bizango law deems that you sin
Tetrodotoxin
Your fate to die and live again




3. Driven To Destruction

A mind of rage
A face of hate
A need to kill and mutilate
Compulsive drive
Burning inside
I cannot help but take your life

Intensity
Insane degree
A burning torch
Of enmity
Against myself
Against you all
There is no hope for me at all

Obsession
Compulsion
Driven to
Destruction

Storm in my head
Iím seeing red
This pattern is inherited
Itís in my soul
Beyond control
Drawn to this suicidal goal

Intensity
Insane degree
A burning torch
Of enmity
Against myself
Against you all
There is no hope for me at all

Obsession
Compulsion
Driven to
Destruction

Weíre all automatons: each one of us is a slave to the basic instructions embedded
deep within our brains, the instincts enshrined deep down in our DNA. Inexorable logics,
uncontrollable patterns in our behaviour; tics and compulsions that we canít avoid; obsessive thought,
violence, delusion, paranoia: weíre all zombies!

Set in my ways
Deranged and crazed
An instinct hardwired in my brain
A circle that
I cannot break
An order that must be obeyed

No fucking control
I have no fucking control
Forget illusions of free will
Enslavement by this need to kill
No fucking control
Thereís only one thing I can do
Iíve focused all my thoughts on killing you




4. Desert of Skulls

I had a vision
Of a future time
It was a vision of the end
A plain of broken bones under a blackened sky
Dawn of the epoch of the dead

Nothing remains
Armageddon has come
A barren terrain
Desert of skulls

Civilization.
Lies in the ruins and the dust
Before my all perceiving eye
The evil dead have risen and fulfilled their hateful must
There is no living soul in sight

Nothing remains
Armageddon has come
A barren terrain
Desert of skulls

And now thereís nothing left
Nothing but dust
Nothing but bones

One million skulls
Gleam in the sun
Wind-polished bone
Manís day is done

Annihilation
Of all that you have known and loved
Zombie apocalypse has come
Obliteration
Of every thing that ever smiled or laughed
Every last tongue has fallen dumb

Nothing remains
Armageddon has come
A barren terrain
Desert of skulls

A fateful omen of the end of mankind
This black obscene revelation manifests in my mind
A shattered bone-yard of fossils gleaming red in the dusk
Numberless legions of skeletons returning to dust

A freezing wind
Rising as my vision dims




5. Zombie Crew

Back from the dead, goiní to the show
I canít feel my pulse but Iím still gonna go
Iím clinically deceased but I donít give a fuck
Iím a flesh-creepiní horror and Iím ready to rock!

Rockiní with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW
10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW
A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW
Thunder fills the air as the madness begins!

A horde of gibbering, braindead freaks
In search of flesh we walk the streets
A congregation of the slain
Iím gonna eat your brain!

Do the Zombie-Shuffle like an Old-School Ghoul
Weíre the Backups from Beyond, weíre the Cannibal Crew
Weíre the Rockiní Resurrected and weíve come for your head
Letís party like weíre fuckiní dead!
Three weeks dead, you smell like shit
Weíre the Monsters of the Mosh, Demons of the Pit
This night was made for us, weíre the Living Dead
Iím gonna eat your fuckiní head!

Weíre rockiní to some red-hot lixx
And fleeing from those redneck hicks
Suffering this post-mortal pain
Iím gonna eat your brain!

Do the Zombie-Shuffle like an Old-School Ghoul
Weíre the Backups from Beyond, weíre the Cannibal Crew
Weíre the Rockiní Resurrected and weíve come for your head
Letís party like weíre fuckiní dead!
Three weeks dead, you smell like shit
Weíre the Monsters of the Mosh, Demons of the Pit
This night was made for us, weíre the Living Dead
Iím gonna feast upon your heart and eat your fuckiní head!

Back from the dead, goiní to the show
I canít feel my pulse but I tell you Mom Iím gonna go
Iím clinically deceased but I donít give a fuck
ĎCause Iím a flesh-creepiní horror and Iím ready to rock!

Rockiní with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW
10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW
A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW
Your chances of survival could be slim!

ZOMBIE CREW




6. No Fucking Joke

Human imbecile
Mortal moron
You say itís so cool
You think itís such fun
Canít you use your brain
While youíve still got one?
From where Iím standing
Dead donít look so dumbÖ

Yeah well I know a way how to show you that itís real
Iíll wipe that stupid fucking smile off your fucking face
Iíll show you what itís like to fucking feel
The pain of being dead, every fucking day
ĎCause you and your amigos, you think that itís a joke
A reason to be cheerful, to smile and to laugh
If I were you Iíd make a point of not standing too close:
Iíd relish nothing better than to sever you in half!

Human imbecile
Mortal moron
You say itís so cool
You think itís such fun
Canít you use your brain
While youíve still got one?
From where Iím standing
Dead donít look so dumbÖ

Yeah well I know a way how to show you that itís real
Iíll wipe that stupid fucking smile off your fucking face
Iíll show you what itís like to fucking feel
The pain of being dead, every fucking day
ĎCause you and your amigos, you think that itís a joke
A reason to be cheerful, to smile and to laugh
If I were you Iíd make a point of not standing too close:
Iíd relish nothing better than to sever you in half!

You think itís pretty hard to be alive these days
You should try being dead
You should die

You should try being dead




7. Half-Life

Fear from nation unto nation breeds a nuclear confrontation
Blast fallout and radiation causes a viral mutation
Triggers mass reanimation, widespread zombie infestation
Mutual assured destruction leads to an undead eruption

Living in fear of the alien horde
A zombieís heart is as cold as the coldest of wars

Now amid the devastation zombies plot your mastication
Scenes of gruesome ruination give them sweetest delectation
Glowing freaks of putrefaction seek a ghoulish satisfaction
Killers with a single mission yearn for cranial nutrition

Devil-spawn hatched by thermonuclear war
If you live by the sword, then you will die by the sword

Mega-deaths
Caused by their taste
For human flesh
Nuclear waste
Megatons
Detonate
Thereís nothing left
Itís Judgement Day

Gametes warped by nuke-pollution alter human evolution
Genetic contamination engendering an aberration
Undead and deformed creation, gross beyond imagination
Warped beyond all recognition, freakish flesh this hellish vision

Inhuman cries
Hateful half-lives
This place of sighs
Where this race dies
Amid the dust
Zombies rise
And scream their lust
To poisoned skies




8. I Can Feel Myself Rotting

Excruciation of this pain
Sensation of my own decay
A burning itch under my skin
A searing ache, my blood clottingÖ

I can feel myself rotting!




9. Burning the Body

ďThis body may incriminate;
I move that we incinerate.
Itís best that we remove all trace
Of everything thatís taken place.
This dubious experiment,
Whose ending was so violent:
A chemical malign and dread
Able to revive the dead.Ē

ďGeneral, with all due respect
Your reasoning is incorrect
This rash decision must be checked
BURNING THE BODY
We have no way to theorize
What complications may arise
I vehemently disadvise
BURNING THE BODY
If we let the fumes escape
The problems that this may create
Arenít easy to anticipate
BURNING THE BODY
These chemicals dissolved in rain
Could seep into a thousand graves
And trigger off a zombie plague!Ē
BURNING THE BODY

ďSon, what makes you think you oughta
Disobey a direct order?
Itís my responsibility
To maintain total secrecy.Ē

Rain
Slashing down
Filling boxes
In the ground
Whatís that scrabbling sound?
I donít like this!

Watching the flames rise
Flinching as hope dies
Stoking the furnace
Ashes to ashes

Now itís just too fucking late
Cadavers rise consumed with hate
Bodies soaked in strange compounds
The children of the toxic cloud!

Now down by the cemetery
A hideous emergency
Beginnings of catastrophe
BURNING THE BODY
On the freeway drivers panic
Zombies stumble through the traffic
Scent of brain-meat makes them manic
BURNING THE BODY
Now on every radio-station
Bulletins broadcast to the nation
Briefing on the situation
BURNING THE BODY
The whole world is convulsed in flame
And only we can take the blame
Weíve made a terrible mistake
BURNING THE BODY




10. A Necklace made of Teeth

A fossil reef
A necklace made of teeth
A glimmer in the deep
A skull that lizards have cleaned of meat

Meat
Bone
Flayed
Skin
Stone
God
Hot
Blood
Offering




11. The Time Before I Turn

Sister, dearest, pray you draw near
And Iíll whisper these few final thoughts in your ear
They may be my last, for my vision grows dim
And my breath comes in gasps, cold as ice is my skin
From our birth have we fought, as all children will
Anger twisted your heart, but I beg you still
Hear me, your brother, if you think that you can
Grant the final request of what remains of this man

Listen to me
While I still breathe
Listen to me
While Iím still breathing

Sister, my precious, conquer your fear
Come closer, I beg you, I need you to hear
This final entreaty; blood cools in my veins
I have something to say in the time that remains

These words are meant for you and for no other!
Remember the times you would torment and tease
With such an attentive and loving cruelty
Drunk on the power you had over your brother!
You loved to recite me your favourite story
Of the shadowy ones who were coming for me.
The lies you told about me to our mother!

Hear these words
Before I turn
Hear these words
In this time before I turn

Now a strange fever convulses my limbs
The years of resentment and anger are dimmed
An icy-cold sweat standing out on my brow
The shadow of death looming over me now

Listen to me
While I still breathe
Listen to me
While Iím still breathing

Since I was bitten by that festering thing
Iíve suffered the pain of this strange malady
Sister, my dearest, I wish that you would
(Although very soon I will thirst for your blood)

Find some way to forgive your foolish brother!
I know Iíll see you very soon
And our two bloods, from the same womb
Will join and never more be put asunder!
Forgive me my foolishness and my false pride;
God bless you, my sister; I love you; goodbye.
I do not have much longer now to suffer!

Hear these words
Before I turn
Hear these words
In this time before I turn

Calling your name
We will meet again




12. Cranial Blowout

Secret research results in success
A serum that will wake the dead
Insert the needle in the vein
Kickstart the frozen heart again
Initial results show signs of psychosis
This shows I was right in my prognosis
But thereís a bigger problem that remainsÖ

Cranial Blowout! Gobbets of fluid fill the air!
Cranial Blowout! Grey matter splatters everywhere!
Cranial Blowout! Skull pops with a revolting sound!
Cranial Blowout! Bits of brain-tissue all around!

I offer this hypothesis
The cause of this unholy mess
A metabolic overload
Causing the cranium to blow
Thirteen hours after each injection
Skull fragments whizz in all directions
While pinkish droplets fall like rain.
Iíll change the dose and start again!

Cephalic overload, brain explosion!
This is a cranial blowout!

Cranial Blowout! Gobbets of fluid fill the air!
Cranial Blowout! Grey matter splatters everywhere!
Cranial Blowout! Skull pops with a revolting sound!
Cranial Blowout! Bits of brain-tissue all around!




13. Easy Meat

Feels like Iím gonna devour you
Feels like Iím gonna take a chunk out of you

Iíll suck you dry, Iíll spit you out, and throw away the twitching husk
It feels so good to squander when you know you have more than enough
Iíll suck you dry, Iíll spit you out, and throw away the twitching husk
I am a creeping carcass completely consumed with murder-lust

Feels like Iím gonna devour you
Feels like Iím gonna take a chunk out of you

Iíll suck you dry, Iíll spit you out, and throw away the twitching husk
It feels so good to squander when you know you have more than enough
Iíll suck you dry, Iíll spit you out, as when a child discards a toy
I am a creeping carcass completely consumed with a need to destroy

And when the last
Few shreds of flesh are left
Iíll let you fall
And move on to the next

No morsel of contrition festers in my blood-soaked mind
Iíll slake my brutal craving then Iíll leave whatís left behind




14. The Heathen

 


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