Dead Samaritan : Counting the Body Toll

Melodic Death / Finland
(2010 - Self-Released)
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1. MITH & WESSON PHILOSOPHY

I am the only God
There are no other gods
I take shit from no-one

“Wipe the trouble out”
It's what I’m all about
I believe in my gun

Gotta compensate
Their growing impotence
This gun ain’t shooting blanks

Try to take me down
I've got plenty of rounds
One wrong move could be the last

If I ever got caught
Like I never thought
I'd blast my way out for fun

I'm on a fucking roll
Counting the body toll
Blowing the smoke when I’m done

[Chorus]
Shooting my way right through
Guns don't kill but I do
Blasting is such poetry
Smith & Wesson philosophy


2. LAID TO WASTE

Can you hear the rumble as they’re closing in
Or feel the tremors crawling on your skin
Those days of peacetime just a distant memory
As the mellow drama turns to horrid tragedy

[Chorus]
Obliterate ! Annihilate !
Rage the skies to this serenade
When human race is laid to rest
Laid to waste, forever

Do you sense the smell of burning skin
Or taste the blood running down your chin
Soon it will be much too late to run
From the cannon fires as our flesh is well done

[Chorus] (x2)

Smell your burning skin
Blood running down your chin
It is too late to run
Much too late to run


3. SIXKILLER

In a solitary cell out of time and place
Like an earthly hell until the end of days

Five years for each slug
I put through their heads
Inside this grave I’ve dug
Like a shadow of what I used to be
There is no turning back
But to dwell in memories
Just an empty human wreck,
What has become of me ?

[Chorus]
Sixkiller – Am I out of line
Sixkiller – This ain’t human life
Sixkiller – I’ve read every sign
Sixkiller – I’m done doing time...

In a solitary cell out of time and place
Like an earthly hell until the end of days

Day after day all just the same,
Counting the ends of bricks
Grim words around the walls
Telling grotesque tales
Emptiness that is my heart,
I remember you my love
My sweet, cold-steeled gun

[Chorus]


4. IRON HAND

Scum of human kind
Who live off others' grief
The filth, the purest slime
Who should feel the steel
In every fucking way
A disgusting little mind
I hate, I hate, I hate your kind

This is the final stand
Awaken Iron Hand

[Chorus]
Heading to the limit
Where none can take no more
Into infinity
Where all hope is long gone
Descending to the depths
Where no mortal's gone before
To the darkest city
Where it all is purest gore

Unleash the bloody fury,
Be an iron hand
Be the judge and jury
Of this forsaken land
Force to beg and pray,
Hear no pleading cries
Let the sword sway
In their fearing eyes

This is the final stand
Awaken iron hand

[Chorus]

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