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The Demon Messenger
Long ago…
In times of need
A beast was called
To protect the land
And those who tended
The ancient ones
Have long since died
But the guardian will return
to those who summon
From…
Far Away
The land it needs you. can’t you hear us calling
Crawl Away
From the realm of death, the creature’s howling
From the ritual of fire
It shall arise
Seeking vengeance
For those who command
It kills without mercy
It kills with intent
No one is safe
From the beast of the abyss
Far Away
The land it needs you. can’t you hear us calling
Crawl Away
From the realm of death, the creature’s howling
Written by Mark Dickinson
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Horror Academy
01:26
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The Ricin Ball
03:05
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The Ricin Ball
The message is written on the wall
Yet your too conceded to see
Caught up in your selfish world
With your petty selfish needs
When will you open your eyes
Can’t you see I want you to - bleed and die
Your self-righteous bullshit is going to end
By this time tomorrow,
You're going to be fucking dead!
You’ve been invited
Touching this card is your Admission fee
You’re the guest of honor,
Dance to your death
And you won’t know a thing
fever, cough & nausea and tightness in the chest
Skin starts turning blue
low blood pressure and respiratory failure
Will certainly bring the end of you
When will you open your eyes
Can’t you see I want you to - bleed and die
You've been invited
Touching this card is your Admission fee
You’re the guest of honor,
Dance to your death
And you won’t know a thing
Your self-righteous bullshit is going to end
By this time tomorrow,
You're going to be fucking dead!
Written by Mark Dickinson
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Heads Will Fly
01:42
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Heads Will Fly
We sold our souls, just to play this show
And you’ll get more than what you paid for
Will you scream for me? Will you cry for me?
Will you bleed for me? Will you die for me?
I’ll slam my ax into your forehead
This dagger to your chest
Blood spurting to and fro
Making such a mess
I’ll hack off both your arms,
pluck out both your eyes
Hang you from a meat hook
And kiss your arse goodbye
When this night is over and there’s nothing left to say
You’re soul is the price to pay for coming to see us play
I raise my sword above my shoulders
Then bring it down on your neck
Your body twitches uncontrollably
As it separates from your head
We’re getting closer to our destination
It’s a shame you all must die
But heed this warning, now we won’t lie
You come to see us, heads will.. fly
Heads will Fly
Heads Will Fly
Heads Will Fly
Heads Will Fly
And you Die
Written by Mark Dickinson
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6. |
First Drain
04:20
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FIRST DRAIN¬
You have no idea
The pain I have planned for you
Senses drain
as your blood flows through
Your vision blurs
The chill begins
So close
I let you go
Vision not returning
No pain to feel
Chaotic thought
Drives me insane
As I watch
Your distant remains
Slowly
Fade
Away
Written by Mr. webb
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Josie
05:23
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Josie
If you hear this story
You’d say it’s a fairy tale
But we know all to well
The stories are true. Straight outta Hell
She might come for you
If she does there’s nothing to do
Who lives and who dies
only Josie will decide!.
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Dead!
She may be alive
She may even be dead
No one knows, for sure
She might be by your bed
If you go to Virginia
Listen to what has been said
Your blood is her only cure
And she’ll surly take your last breath
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Dead!
Listen closely
you can hear her scream
“I Hate You All!
And your death is all that I dream
You all must die
No one can stay alive
This time is mine
To long I've waited in line.”
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Josie, (Josie) fighting the demons in her head
Josie, (Josie) left her family…
Dead!
Written by Derek Young and Mark Dickinson
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8. |
Black Friday
04:04
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Black Friday
Doomsday delivered
as darkness unfolds
thunder makes a deafening sound
Lightning abound
screams heard all around
as your world comes crashing down
the sky turns crimson
and the rivers run red
cherish no one
for soon they'll be dead
millions of prayers
but none will be read
a blinding light, no one can see
flesh begins to crack and bleed
pounding hearts begin to burst
splitting chests, blood soaked curses
countries are warring
warheads are soaring
apocalyptic terror
destruction, famine, plague and war
the parasite called man
will rule no more
symbols of pathetic faith
matter not to the dead
there'll be nobody left
no last rites will be said
Trial by fire
now death they have fed
a blinding light, no one can see
flesh begins to crack and bleed
pounding hearts begin to burst
turn to ash, burned up corpses
Written by Mark Dickinson
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Lycanthrope Pharaoh
03:23
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Lycanthrope Pharaoh
A trip down the Nile
To the valley of kings
Into the land
Where the scorpion stings
There is a legend
That you must take heed
Beware of the howl
Of the lycanthrope king
As you enter the tomb
A cold chill fills the room
Your heart starts to race
From a foreboding doom
A trickle of sweat
Runs down your face
Silently wishing
You never came to this place
Scratches and blood
Etched into the walls
Skeletal remains
litter the halls
The smell of rot & old treasure
fills the air
As you enter the darkness
You can sense the despair
The wind starts to whistle
As the moon fills the sky
Carrions sing the song
of those about to die
Awakening the king
Amongst his cursed loot he lies
Howl of the wolf
From the dessert sands he will rise
Wrapped in torn linen
covered in fur
Blood lust in his eyes
A horrid wrath he will confer
Lycanthropy Pharaoh
The door shuts behind you
There’s no where to go
Trapped like a rat
In this blackening hole
The sound of heavy panting
And the dripping of drool
You tremble in fear
You gold seeking fool
Gnawing, gnashing
Snapping of jaws
Ripping, tearing
Slashing of claws
Blood, flesh
Fly through the air
Arms, legs
Tossed without care
A meal fit for a king
Through the halls of this dark tomb
your screams will ring
The king of the pharaohs
The king of the damned
The king of the werewolves
Rules over the dead
Guarding his riches
With malicious intent
With a guttural howl
To hell you are sent
Written by Mark Dickinson
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A Trillion Lives
The sun exploded and the sky turned grey
Just like predicted it was doom day
Time had done it’s damage
Now it was too late
We should have paid attention
Tried to change our fate
Pollution had done the trick
And drove the nails in
While we threw our shit out
We committed moral sin
In our fight for life only death would win
If we’d only paid attention
This might not have happened
Should have paid attention
Should have listened to the signs
Maybe could have saved a million lives
Should have paid attention
Should have listened to the signs
Maybe could have saved a billion lives
Should have paid attention
Should have listened to the signs
Maybe could have saved a Trillion lives
Should have paid attention
Should have listened to the signs
Maybe could have saved all of our lives
Written by Mark Dickinson
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Others New York
Rising from the necropolis of Binghamton NY (home of Rod Serling) in 2002 and fueled by the words and music of Mark Dickinson. Others bring their own eclectic blend of Gothic, Horror, Punk & Metal to the fold, creating vivid nightmare scenes. Never one to settle on making the same album twice, Others constantly change their sound, creating a different concept/story/atmosphere for each album. ... more
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