1. BLOODSUCKERS

A weathered hand, a plume of smoke, a lash from a crone,
I’m caught between the heavy realms of all paths leading down
With morbid tones the undead dethroned
Bloodsuckers under the blood red moon
Bloodsuckers immortal and black winged
Dreams shake the trees, I’m wide awake in the grip of fear, howling rhymes when she’s gone she’s gone from here in needless fright, you will leave here as you came, glassy eyed…prepare the full moon death patrol
Tearing at the flesh
Bloodsucker
A weathered hand, a plume of smoke, a lash from a crone, I’m caught between the heavy realms of all paths leading down


2. COFFIN FIT

A royal grimness a call to arms, call off the dogs they’ll take you down
Do people still live this? As the moon hangs low, cover your tracks and place your bets.…Crawling master, salacious moan, three weeks after she came home...
A royal grimness a call to arms. Just say your prayers as they take you down…
And you still dream of this poison veil, drink it down deep and place your bets
Crawling master, salacious moan, three weeks after she came home...
Calling all spirits heading this way, is nothing sacred and what did they say? Keep them at arm’s length and they stay away, is nothing sacred and what did they say?
What happens in hell stays in hell, feed them your flesh or hand them your soul, deny the night and carve a new day, is nothing sacred and what did they say?
Hang from your feet like a bat in a cave, go home dead and wake in the day
Lacking in iron your blood is like clay, nothing sacred and what did they say?


3. TAKE IT TO THE GRAVE

Venomous, soul reaper in the ground
Master of torment with grave desecrated, evil flies free
Forward into ink black night
Misguided by voices that destroy
Desecrate the grave of the Beast
Drunk on bloodlust, driven by the cries no longer at rest on blood he will feast

He's on…he’s on your tracks,
There’s no escape when awake
He will visit, in the night
He will never stops, until he takes your life

Drunk on bloodlust, driven by the cries
No longer at rest on blood he will feast


One by one, suffer visitations
Each in turn, pay for desecration.

One - hanging by a rope
Two - up in smoke
Three - lethal overdose
Four - annihilation


4. THE STRANGENESS

Doomed smiles of blood drenched mayhem spread across your broken lips
Die just this once and they will dig you a grave
In the desert, the sky or the hills above
You are the night
I hear The Strangeness, I hear them cry.
I hear The Strangeness, they came from the sky.
No room for them who show no mercy on this night
Diabolical ones who will lock you in their stare
In the desert, the sky or the hills above
You are in sight
High speed and unknown by man they circle once then land
Claws in the fog and the strongest smell of blood
In the desert, the sky or the hills above
You are the night
I hear The Strangeness, I hear them cry.
I hear The Strangeness, they came from the sky.
Don’t walk through the hills alone and avoid the night
A flash of a light and your mind is theirs
You are the deadliest of prey
And you are in sight
You are the night
I hear The Strangeness, I hear them cry


5. RAZORBACK

His head is like his throne, trudging on to the dawn
His head is like his throne and he is where he belongs
Razorback
Experiments with a gun, can’t take him down. Conjures up his shadow lurks in their tracks
Razorback
In his eyes they will die in no time, the beast he waits and he claws to the top
Razorback


6. DAMN THE LIGHT

I feel at home in the dark, an inferno of light burns my eyes, I’m not of this world and not of this time
Fangs come out and you will damn the light

I need your blood to survive
Damn the earth and damn the night
I need your blood to survive
Fangs come out and you will damn the light

I need to swoop down in the night, red eyes burning, a monstrous sight.
I’m not of this world and not of this time
Fangs come out, you will damn the light


7. FRESH HELL

The wave of grief is rising high, I’ve unleashed unearthly power
This is the age of the dead, but I am fire, a Demonic pyre
What is this fresh hell? Is there any way home? what is this fresh hell?
If I had a spell to cast, I would let us all live on and roam the afterlife in search of the night
We’d live in the shadows but then we’d start to rise
What is this fresh hell? Is there any way home? What is this fresh hell?


8. CONFESSION

(Instrumental)


9. SCALPEL

My dreams keep you awake, compel me to kill thee
Blindsided by the blood, my Vengeance is my…Pickaxe, my Nail gun my Chainsaw and my Scalpel
Skies break and shake the ground like a mystic menace, as if mirrored by the sea, the meanest spirit of all
descends upon your soul, capsized and outspoken blindsided by the blood, my Vengeance is my…Pickaxe, my Nail gun my Chainsaw and my Scalpel...


10. RETURN TO SLAUGHTER HIGH

Open the door to him, and he'll shatter all your bones, they say he lives at night by rivers close to home. Rises from the dust and puts evil thoughts inside your mind, but where will he take you when it's your turn to die?
They go to Slaughter high.
He built a fortress out of sawdust and bones. Then knocked it down to prove his spirit would live on.
The place that leads to where the spirits and the souls run free, there is no GOD, NO DEVIL, only what you see.
They go to Slaughter high. And he is coming.
They go to Slaughter high. Return To SLAUGHTER High, and he is coming.