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Pile of Skulls

(1992)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresHeavy Metal
LabelsNoise Records
Album rating :  90 / 100
Votes :  2
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Pile of Skulls Lyrics

(10)
Submitted by level Sathanas
1. Chamber Of Lies (2:22)
2. Whirlwind (4:53)
Thundering foam that hits the keel
Like powder blazed by flints
The figure-head is riding high
With his face right to the wind
The hull that creaks in every joint
Is hammering the sea
Determined it will ride the main
It will last eternally

It rips the wild and stormy sea
Like a heavy charge of pride
Hook and eye are moved by storm
The ropes are holding tight
The rudder's beating left and right
The ship's in seasaw motion
The proudness of a majesty
Is banning all devotion

Like a whirlwind
Rushing over the sea
Like a whirlwind
Blowing fast, blowing free
Like a whirlwind
A raving storm in the night
Like a whirlwind
Going mad, going wild

Thundering foam that hits the keel
Like powder blazed by flints
The figure-head is riding high
With his face right to the wind
The hull that creaks in every joint
Is hammering the sea
Determined it will ride the main
It will last eternally

Like a whirlwind
Rushing over the sea
Like a whirlwind
Blowing fast, blowing free
Like a whirlwind
A raving storm in the night
Like a whirlwind
Going mad, going wild
Like a whirlwind
Like a whirlwind
Like a whirlwind
Like a whirlwind
3. Sinister Eyes (5:06)
A blue and blinding light
Is devouring the dark
Someone must be there
It's no fancy and no lark
Footsteps trail my moves
I turn around and no one's there
Phantom hands that touch my back
A pungent smell is in the air

Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night
Revealing the truth

Sinister eyes
Deciphering the prophecy
Sinister eyes
Warning of catastrophe

Muddled hours are still lost
A weird module at my neck
Curious voice that talks to me
Piercing eyes that hit my back
A dream crawls through my sleep
A small and grayskinned seer
He talks about the universe
I feel I've known him for a hundred years

Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night
Revealing the truth

Sinister eyes
Deciphering the prophecy
Sinister eyes
Warning of catastrophe

You wonder why there's no contact
The man of science twists the truth
Politicians telling lies
These criminals have to lose
2000 years of blood and death
No money will ever change the fate
Army, church and government
Can't you feel their scornful hate?

Black-eyed visitors talk to me at night
Revealing the truth

Sinister eyes
Deciphering the prophecy
Sinister eyes
Warning of catastrophe
4. Black Wings Of Death (5:18)
The churchbell of doom is tolling
The angel of death is near
The ghost with the cowl and the sickle
Spreading terror and fear

He's taking your breath,
He's twisting your spine
He poisons your soul
And he poisons your mind

Grim reaper will gather in his seed
Blood will splatter his path
A phantom that's sealing your doom
The damned's foreboding of death

He's taking your breath,
He's twisting your spine
He poisons your soul
And he poisons your mind

Riding high on the black wings of death
Like a nightmare that's choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole

The dices of life are falling
The weak and the poor will lose
The rich in their ivory towers
Can't feel that their head's in the noose
No chance to talk him round
The black death is spreading its wings
He's the Jonah of unbridled fear
The pain to beggars and kings

He's taking your breath,
He's twisting your spine
He poisons your soul
And he poisons your mind

Riding high on the black wings of death
Like a nightmare that's choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole

Riding high on the black wings of death
Like a nightmare that's choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole
5. Fistful Of Dynamite (4:06)
Heedless they make their pile
Freeloading monkeys on our back
Bad to the bone and spineless
A dirty, lying, riotous pack

Ostrich policy, wrong way
Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay
Draconian penalty, right way
Ready to explode

Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is burning fast
Like a fistful of dynamite
A bomb heading for your ass
Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is running short
Like a fistful of dynamite
Don't push too far
Or we will be your court

They drain us of our lifeblood
But we are a dredging up the truth
Staunch as a steely dreadnought
So they'll never stir up our ruth

Ostrich policy, wrong way
Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay
Draconian penalty, right way
Ready to explode

Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is burning fast
Like a fistful of dynamite
A bomb heading for your ass
Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is running short
Like a fistful of dynamite
Don't push too far
Or we will be your court

Don't push too far
We're fed up with your tricks
Yes, fear our law
You will get your deserved kicks

Ostrich policy, wrong way
Don't fall asleep or you'll have to pay
Draconian penalty, right way
Ready to explode

Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is burning fast
Like a fistful of dynamite
A bomb heading for your ass
Like a fistful of dynamite
My fuse is running short
Like a fistful of dynamite
Don't push too far
Or we will be your court
6. Roaring Thunder (5:57)
You rule the world, but we don't care
You don't impress, whatever you dare
We hate your vileness, enough of your lies
Flame to our anger, you'll pay the price

Your fate is sealed without a doubt
Verdict guilty, no way out
Trick or treat is what they play
The hand of doom will have its way

Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal
Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel

You pollute the world with your snake-talk tongue
We'll never give up until you're gone
You squeeze us out, you rape the earth
Pour recklessness, there's nothing worse

Your fate is sealed without a doubt
Verdict guilty, no way out
Trick or treat is what they play
The hand of doom will have its way

Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal
Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel

Predaciousness, to fill up your lair
We know the truth, tho' you're not aware
A darkened power grabs your throat
No time for mercy, 'cause you've sunk the boat

Your fate is sealed without a doubt
Verdict guilty, no way out
Trick or treat is what they play
The hand of doom will have its way

Roaring thunder, the hearts of man, your five-star meal
Roaring thunder, you wrecked the car, so hands off the wheel
Roaring thunder, lightning strikes when the youth stands tight
Roaring thunder, fist up high show no respite
7. Pile Of Skulls (4:40)
Hey, Mr. Pope, Mr. Military Man
Kings and Queens, more evil than it seems
You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way
You wade through blood in your boots of steel
You hide the truth from its reveal
The world's bleeding wounds will never heal

So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abbatoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are

Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee

Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye
Snake-skinned pack, you're evil and you're sly
Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way
You're cutting throats with poisoned blades
Your recklessness overflows the graves
You try to make us all your slaves

So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abbatoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are

Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee

Tears and pain, never ending shame
Bloodsucking lice, play their evil game
Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way
Headless you still run around
You can't believe you're losing ground
On your knees to take the count

So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abbatoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are

Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee
8. Lead Or Gold (5:07)
Riding the tempests of glory
The vessel is gliding along
Pounding the waves
Majestically, proudly and strong
A flag flutters on the horizon
The plunder ready-to-hand
The gunners are ready to fire
Awaiting command

Pounding the sea, like a storm
Wild and free
Obeying our call, fast and raw

The air sparks thunder and lightning
Their bellies are shivered with fear
We showered their cold hearted souls
With sarcastic sneers
Our cohorts are ready for seizing
The skull and the crossbones fly high
We're taking over your vessel
Whatever you try

Pounding the sea, like a storm
Wild and free
Obeying our call, fast and raw

Lead or gold, we're daring our fate
On the wings of the sea
Lead or gold, cursing all the conformists
Who'll never be free

Guns spitting iron and fire
Acid smoke clouding the air
Ripping the planks
Feeding the flame of despair
Hoisting the flag of surrender
Delivering their silver and gold
A generous gift to the poor
For the brothers they sold

Pounding the sea, like a storm
Wild and free
Obeying our call, fast and raw

Lead or gold, we're daring our fate
On the wings of the sea
Lead or gold, cursing all the conformists
Who'll never be free
9. White Buffalo (5:17)
Acid rain and poison cauterize its skin
A boiling hell we're living in
Bloodstained animals, chainsaws rip the trees
The gasping earth is on its knees

Choking breath, causing death
Exploitation is your law
Overkill, break its will
You loot it hard and raw

Like you killed the white buffalo
You kill ozone, you break its bones
Like you killed the white buffalo
You tan its hide, sell its meat on the side

Once a source of glory, now a reborn hell
Your ivory tower is where you dwell
Gulping its vital lifeblood, pollution's rising high
You squeeze it out, you leave it dry

Choking breath, causing death
Exploitation is your law
Overkill, break its will
You loot it hard and raw

Like you killed the white buffalo
You kill ozone, you break its bones
Like you killed the white buffalo
You tan its hide, sell its meat on the side

Heedless, spraying poison
Contaminating air and ground
A misplaced sense of progress
Will destroy it pound for pound

Allergies and cancer, the pay for evil greed
Madness and corruption have sown their evil seed
10. Jenning's Revenge (4:19)
1714 that was the year
The Spanish fleet ran out of luck
The weather was stormy, the sea was lashing
Furious lightning and thunderstruck

Three hundred men
Fighting hand in hand
Abandonment or raid
Tons of 'pieces of eight'

The 'Flotilla' was driven down to the reefs
The wooden hulls of the vessels were cracked
300 000 'pieces of eight'
The fleet of that year was totally wrecked

Three hundred men
Fighting hand in hand
Abandonment or raid
Tons of 'pieces of eight'

The viceroy commanded to furnish a squad
60 soldiers to dreg up the plate
Took all their salvage to a small camp ashore
Lack of suspicion, no thought of a raid
Jennings came up with a hazardous plan
The Spanish garrison was taken by guise
Three sailing vessels, three hundred men
300 000 their glittering prize

Three hundred men
Fighting hand in hand
Abandonment or raid
Tons of 'pieces of eight'

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The Spanish plate hauled off by raid
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Jennings' trick a painful kick

During their escape they happened to spy
A gorgeous spanish merchant ship
'In for a penny, in for a pound'
They got them in their steely grip
And several thousand 'pieces of eight'
To fill their ships up to the deck
Jennings' fleet sailed out to sea
No one ever found his track

Three hundred men
Fighting hand in hand
Abandonment or raid
Tons of 'pieces of eight'

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The Spanish plate hauled off by raid
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Jennings' trick a painful kick
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Impudent tries will win the prize
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
No soldier pack will find his track
11. Treasure Island (11:14)
Squire Trelawny and Dr. Livesay having asked me, Jim Hawkins,
to tell everybody the whole tale about the 'Island',
Flint's treasure and Mr. Silver.
Keeping nothing back but its position and that only,
because the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet.
I personally think we would never have begun this adventure
and set course with the 'Hispaniola', if we had known
what would happen and that some of us would never return,
having lost their lives. Sometimes the whole story haunts to my dreams
and brings me the worst nightmares I ever had.
That's when I hear the cries of the fallen,
the waves pounding the rocks on the coast and Captain Flint's
raw voice screaming: 'Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Hahahah!'.
And I tell you, no oxen and wain ropes will ever take me
back to 'Treasure Island'!!!

Mr. Bones is fighting 'Black Dog'
He wants to split him to the chine
'Blind Pew' the bringer of the spot
Horse-hooves trampling his spine
We have the map to start our trip
The 'Squire' has the ship and the sailors
'Long John' is the man with the grip
No one knows he will raid us

The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane

Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally

'Long John' is spreading his law
Hatching a death bringing plot
I show up in a council of war
What I heard in the barrel from this toad

The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane
But I'll never return to

Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally

We see the land, shining sand
But it can be our grave
I jump the boat, overload
Trying to be too brave
Burning sun, find 'Ben Gunn'
Assassins claim the ship
I cut the rope, I try to cope
To free it from 'Hand's' grip

Pulling row, cannon law
The jolly-boats last trip
Killing tried, stockade fight
'Silver's' villains quit
Abandonment, to 'Silver's' hand
A cunning pact is made
Trick or treat, make scoundrels
Bleed, their dullness will be paid

I stumble to the stockade
The sweat drips from my brow
No one keeps a lookout, oh no!
The rabble owns it now
'Silver' tries to shield me
The 'Black spot' comes again
He throws the map onto the ground
He plays a tricky game

Pickaxe, rope and shovel
The dead-man marks the way
No chest, no gold, no silver
2 guineas is their pay
Musket cracks like thunder
The blood is running red
'Ben Gunn' kept the treasure
From the beginning to the end

When we put back to the sea
'Silver's' chains are doubly tight
'Long John' and his counterfeit key
Sidle away into the night

The yell of the slain
The waves on the rocks
Captain Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name
To drive me insane
But I'll never return to

Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally

Treasure Island
Where the brave fell
A one-legged devil
From the pit of hell
A greedy demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh, eternally
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