SIDE 1

1. DEATH BY THE DEAD

Blood clots limbs rot
Body decays to slime
Hate grows dead know
When its feeding time
Hunger here eternal fear
The dead begin to rise
Harder crust brains to dust
The living begin to die

Death by the Dead they rise to eat
Death by the Dead living flesh feast

Tombs fall night calls
The dead begin to walk
Dead eat raw meat
Feasting dead are back
Chew skin drink blood
Rip apart you face
Gnaw bone gouge eyes
Destroy the living race

Tear flesh from head
Eyes with no sight
The dead with strength
Power and the might
All bleeding and sick
The living cant be saved
The dead drag guts
They return to their grave


2. IT IS I

It is I a demon with wings
It is I for which the gospel sings
In praise of blackened sky
Killing all holy It is I

It is I with blackened blood
It is I that will start the floods
To bury the preachers lie
By my power It is I

It is I a creep in the night
It is I that will begin the fight
Between the God in the sky
I am the Devil It is I


3. ALTAR OF THE DEAD

Skin of the holy
Caressing my soul
Martyrs of the dead
Destroying the old

Altar of the Dead

Caskets of bone
Crosses of flesh
God will bleed
For Satan's gift

Altar of the Dead


SIDE 2

1. ATHEIST WAYS

You never wondered how witches fly
Hobgoblins chant in the dead of the night
Ogres and fairies read their textbooks of blood
While Christians ponder a vengeful God

Atheist Ways

Merlin's stones and the magic he's cast
Gigantic cults and the poisons they've passed
Regal watchers Gods divine blood
Zion's scatter for a forty day flood

Chaste radicals race to confess
Immoral acts and their life's twisted mess
The holy cross or the Pentagram
Blessed peace or eternally damned

Thors mighty hammer pounds the Norse god of war
Folk tales and legends mythological lore
You cant depend on a spiritual being
No god is worth it if he's not worth seeing
No god in Heaven No god in Hell
No one to follow be true to yourself
Atheist Ways


2. RAINING BLOOD (SLAYER COVER)

Trapped in purgatory
A lifeless object, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquisition

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining blood!
From a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my structure
Now I shall reign in blood!