Possessor (UK) : Dead by Dawn

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1. AFTERBURNER

Scattered remains.
I rue the day they took control and swiped your mind away.
The woods the trees, forsaken now.
Blessed are the ones who sleep, and how.

Slasher. Destroyer.

Black night,
disappears inside the afterburn.

Slasher. Destroyer.

Slasher. Destroyer.


2. SCORPION SWAMP

When speaking to the dead you must not forget,
not all spirits are dead.
The light will dim for them, the ecto doth bring forth,
all the ones that you riled.

Now things are getting worse, bring out the shining knife,
you take the easy way out.
The smoke clouds choke the sun, too late to change their minds,
before it swallows you whole.

The darkness of the water, the sludge of black revolt,
they're here to break in the dawn.
Because this infernal fire will come twice around,
trudges dead and wet into the night...


3. BENEATH THE CHAPEL

The wind won't change for you, you are what is wrong,
you drive with skulls as wheels.
The sky is on fire tonight.
Their minds won't change for you, they are what is wrong,
Just open your eyes.

Beneath the chapel lies hell.

Embrace the horrors of the unknown,
and take your mask and ride.
The sky is on fire tonight.
If you just open your mind.

Beneath the chapel lies hell.


4. WITHOUT WARNING

You know your destiny man,
the seas of blood draw near
behold their phantom fear.
Take my hand and read the oath.
It's canvernous and merciless.

I greet you with a warm hand,
in a state of fear, the last house to be cleared.
Take my hand and read the oath
It's cavenous and merciless.
Take my hand...

Without warning.


5. SLAUGHTER HIGH

Open the door to him, he'll shatter all your bones
They say he lives at night in 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 door that leads to where the spirits and the souls run free,
there is no good, no evil only what you see.

They go to Slaughter high.
And he is coming.

They go to Slaughter high.
And he is coming.


6. TERROR TRIPPING

Look at the dead eyes of London,
they're terror tripping everywhere.
And when at night they surround you.
You will be laughing in your lair.

On this death road,
I am the master of macabre, I am the skull beneath your skin,
on this death road.

A ghastly spell has taken you hold,
the door that leads you everywhere.
And as you look down below you,
terror has got you by the hair.

On this death road,
I am the master of macabre, I am the skull beneath your skin,
on this death road.

Don't look down.

On this death road,
I am the master of macabre, I am the skull beneath your skin,
on this death road.


7. THE CREEPS

(Instrumental)


8. MIDNIGHT

(Instrumental)


9. THE CURSE OF THE HEARSE

You've got napalm breath.
You've got the night on your side.
You will never forget, it'll eat your mind
You've got napalm breath.
You've got the night on your side,
and vampires blood in mind.

This is the curse of the hearse.

With your eyes rolled back,
they see the whites of your eyes,
and the time is now, lycanthropy night.
You've got napalm breath.
You've got the night on your side.
and vampires blood in mind.


This is the curse of the hearse.

On a cliff they hang,
and the bats they fly.
In the shadow of the moon,
roll out the hearse tonight.

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