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Piledriver: "Stay Ugly" – 1986

энциклопедия: Piledriver

Состав группы:

  • Gord Kirchin – вокал
  • Eddie Pursino – гитара
  • Mike Paccione – бас
  • Robert Espizito – ударные

Piledriver: "Stay Ugly" – 1986

Композиции:

  1. The Incubus
  2. Metal Death Racer
  3. The Fire God
  4. Chaos
  5. The Warning
  6. The Lord Of Abominations
  7. Flowers Of Evil
  8. The Executioner

Лирика

1. The Incubus

There's fire on the mountain, there's fire 'cross the land
The Incubus has risen, from your soul he will command
The burning seed inside him he will impart to you
a virus in your body, corruption in your womb

Ohhhh... the Devil's Child
Ohhhh... a Jackal is born
Ohhhh... the Devil's Child
Ohhhh... the Jackal is born

Nine months of torment, a parasite unleashed
devouring it's mother, a sacrificial feast
ripping through your body like a bullet from a gun
the incubus is hungry, his lust hot as the sun

The cycle is unending, the spawn infests the earth
the jackals go on raping, concummating evil births
an orgy laced with terror and never ending lust
the incubus has risen, your life will turn to dust

Women beware, beware, beware
of the Incubus
Whoah-oh the Incubus
I am the Incubus
I am the Incubus

2. Metal Death Racer

Roaring down the highway, feeling mighty mean
burning sweaty leather, chrome and gasoline
My car is the messiah, a warrior on wheels
The engine whining higher, hear the tires squeal

I... RACE TO THE DEATH
A... WARHEAD ON WHEELS
I... RACE TO THE DEATH
A... WARHEAD ON WHEELS

No-one here can match me, I'm an ultrasonic scream
devouring my enemies, this ain't no fucking dream
sweet sixteen beside me with her young & sexy glow
when she goes down on me, I let my octane blow!

Get outta my way!! Get outta my way!!
Hey, man your on the way...fucking...., okay?

I... LEAVE A STRETCH ON YOUR LIFE
YEAH... COMPLETE OVERDRIVE
...COMPLETE OVERDRIVE
...COMPLETE OVERDRIVE

3. The Fire God

Cursed by the priests, torn, twisted and beat
sentenced to die, by the sorceress, her evil eye
God of the Furnace, I call thy name
Please deliver me from the serpent the serpent of pain

THE FIRE GOD... THE FIRE GOD
BURN ALL THE SINNERS IN MY WAY

Rise up devour, an inferno of ultimate power
God of Destruction, consume them with your eruption
Enflame the sorceress, the priests of evil who bind me
Singe them, burn them, destroy them
Please, please deliver me...
With holy fire... the golden pyre

THE FIRE GOD... THE FIRE GOD
I CALL THY NAME, CONSUME MY PAIN
BURN ALL THE SINNERS BEYOND DEATH
BEYOND DEATH

4. Chaos

I'm the prince of fire, debauchery and waste
Swirling whirling terror, the twisted mess of haste
I delight in great destruction, desolation and corruption
I rejoice in sweet confusion, and I love catastrophe

A BLACKSTORM FROM THE EAST
I'M ONE WITH THE BEAST
LORD OF ALL CONFUSION
KING OF CALAMITY

I'M CHAOS... CHAOS...
LAW AND ORDER I HATE
CHAOS... CHAOS...
LAW AND ORDER I HATE

Anarchy in power and politics I taste
The orderly and prosperous I crush and I erase
When things are going too well, so organised so well
I love to stick my foot in, and make them go to hell

5. The Warning

Do not open the gate of the abyss unless you have performed the correct sacrifice,
and named the sacred hour, for if all the abyss break forth upon the earth,
the dead rise to meet the living.
For it is written, "I will call the dead to rise and devour the living,
I will give to the dead power of the living, that they may outnumber the living.
I am... the Lord of Abominations...

6. The Lord Of Abominations

The Lord of Abominations lurks outside the abyss
He's the rider of the howling winds, trailing rottenness
His face is a mass of entrails of animals and men
His breath the stench of rotting flesh, of vomit and of sin

HE'S THE DARK ANGEL OF ALL EXCRETION
AND ALL THAT WILL TURN SOUR
LORD OF THE FUTURE, A TIME OF GROSS DECAY...

His perfume is cold death, the stench of filth and pain
He corrupts the food of life with lepers he has lain
Your destiny is written on the walls of his domain
He's the master of the fates, your doom he can proclaim

March.... March....

LORD OF ABOMINATIONS, LORD OF DECAY
LORD OF ABOMINATIONS, RULER OF DISMAY

7. Flowers Of Evil

Yes, the flowers of evil always taste so sweet
as they shiver and cry on the vine
As their deadly poisons multiply
On the flesh of the living they dine

A perfume scent that's sickly sweet
entices you into the brine
and a stranglehold puts the bite on you
and drinks all your blood like wine

THE FLOWERS OF EVIL ARE SPREADING AND SPREADING
THE POISON IS CHOKING, THE VENOM IS DEATH

They were planted in the ancient days by the wizard of Calsyria
and they've taken root in every place
defiling the earth with their blight
A seed of horror, a petal of death
A garden on bloom with decay
A place of beauty and blind deceit
an orchard of Death's disarray

THE FLOWERS OF EVIL ARE SPREADING AND SPREADING
THE POISON IS CHOKING, THE VENOM IS BURNING
BEWARE OF THE NIGHTSHADE, THE ROSES, THE EVIL
AN ANGELIC SETTING OF CARNAGE SO BESTIAL

Don't smell the flowers...
Beware the flowers...

8. The Executioner

Chopping, always chopping
Slashing, hanging, spiking
Quick electrofrying...
The executioner is Death's right hand
By fire by blade by bullet, the end is all the same...
a body blue unbreathing, a mutilated brain...

There in the hour of darkness
when the world is bathed in fear
A shadow of Doom approaches
You know your death is near
A chill wind blows down you spine
It's the scram, it's the spark, it's the knife
It's terror that stops your breathing,
paralyzing your mind with fright

AN ATTACK FROM THE REAR
YOU'RE FROZEN WITH FEAR
THE END IS NEAR
THE EXECUTIONER'S HERE
THE EXECUTIONER'S HERE

There in the hour of darkness
when the world is bathed in Death
A shadow of Doom approaches
blowing icy, deadly breath
Like a vision beyond the tomb
twisted nerves and bloody wombs
It's the shadow that's all consuming
An introduction to your Doom...

I take my axe... I plunge the blade
I shoot the bullet... and I dig your grave
I shock your body and I feast of your blood
Your world will end in darkness
as you rot in ooze and mud... so...
Breathe your last breath,
watch your life flash past
The hour of Doom approaches
and its your time to die... to die... to die...
Hyaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!

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