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Occult Spawned Premonitions Full Album Lyrics

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Occult Spawned Premonitions

(2011)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresDeath Metal, Doom Metal
Album rating :  –
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Lyrics > S > Skeletal Spectre Lyrics (8) > Occult Spawned Premonitions Lyrics (8)
Submitted by level 21 록스타 (2017-09-06)
1. Scalped (5:32)
Far across the barren plains
Near enemy territory
I hunker low with a tomahawk in my hand
Hunting down vicious villains to carry out my revenge
Those relentless thieves who stole our land!

No one will survive our curse
Bones, scalps, we wear as crowns

Native apparitions dance a tribal rite
Chanting beneath the blood moon
Mighty ancestors we offer you this flesh
Skinned from our uninvited guest!

Our burial grounds have been desecrated
We cannot rest until we curse more men
The war is not over in these grim killing fields
Soaked with Native blood, we will be back again!

No one will survive our curse
Bones, scalps, we wear as crowns

Native apparitions dance a tribal rite
Chanting beneath the blood moon
Mighty ancestors we offer you this flesh
Skinned from our uninvited guest!
2. Master of the Muck (4:52)
Dragging a gravediggers spade down a virgin page,
He unearths a world of dripping nightmares
Sharpening a pen with an old autopsy knife,
He unfolds the foetid secrets of human flesh
Boiling down spilt blood for a dubious ink,
He spreads the black shadows of Man's soul
He draws a ghoul's inspiration from open graves
And like Shelly's Doctor brings dead things to life...

He altars Horror into Ghastly art for the page...
In the House of Creepy, boogey Igor and Poe's black cat
And fascinatingly horrid Jennifer and her hideous face
Cain's dwelling whose doors open unto dread Mystery
Hulking moss-brute Holland and the baneful Arcane
In Billy's forbidden comic, five tales of E.C. terror
Slaughtered Reverend werewolf of sleepy Tarker Mills
The traveling wagon woeful troop of freaks

Master of the Muck...
Bernie Wrightson
A malevolent maven of the macabre
A morbid monger of the monstrous is he
Begetting madness and murder most black...
3. Sekhmet Prowls the Azure Night (5:09)
Wardrobe of sacred spirits
A vivisection and embalming begins
My innards now my Earthly possessions
And cloth wraps me as my new skin

Laid to rest in a sarcophagus
Until divine words revive my shell
Leonine head and a female shape
The Lady of Flames creates a fiery HELL

Walking across xanthous sands
Under the sinopis skies
Sekhmet prowls the azure night
Mother of all Gods in euphoric flight

Unleashing powers for destruction of mankind
Rituals held to appease me
Strong, mighty, and violent am I
With uraeus alive, I bring a demolition of fire
One Who Was Before the Gods Were,
I reign over any Father and Sire

Laid to rest in a sarcophagus
Until divine words revive my shell
Leonine head and a female shape
The Lady of Flames creates a fiery HELL

Walking across xanthous sands
Under the sinopis skies
Sekhmet prowls the azure night
Mother of all Gods in euphoric flight
4. Raw Head & Bloody Bones (5:56)
Deep in the murky woods, where all life is bleak
A sinister tale of a razorback hog; Rawhead the bloody beast
Slaughtered for his tasty meat, his severed head raised high
The hunters gather around and eat, unaware that they'll soon die!

Tossing, his bloody bones in a pile
Rawhead, will soon be revived
Lightning strikes his skinned, severed head
Bloody Bones, reassemble him from the dead

With his gleaming, yellow eyes, he races through the trees
His tusks ready to rip open throats and quiet his victims' merciful pleas
Emerging from the shadows, Rawhead stalks his pitiful prey
Tearing their bodies wide apart, leaving their bloody carcasses disarrayed

Tossing, his bloody bones in a pile
Rawhead, will soon be revived
Lightning strikes his skinned, severed head
Bloody Bones, reassemble him from the dead
5. Untimely Tomb (5:36)
Under a midnight full moon, the aged boneyard molders...
Headstones and vaults slumber in unsuspecting solitude
Naught lurks about the necropolis but nocturnal vermin, 'til...
With shovel and burlap sack, he appears - the Body Snatcher

Fiending for the foetid charnel fruit of fresh graves
To traffic corpses for anatomists' coin is his tenebrous trade
But some eldritch tomb, exercrably eerie, does he espy
And utther Perversity urges him to explore the unnatural thing...

Your repulsive villainly repaid 'neath that Untimely Tomb
You're destined to suffer a deliciously well-deserved doom
Your pitiful carcass picked clean 'neath that Untimely Tomb
And dawn will see you survive as but a gross splattering of grume.

The Resurrectionist rends open the tombs rusted door
And a shocking stench of shuddersome carrion besets him
Before him, steps spill down and undaunted he decends...
A loathsome lot of skulls and bones litter the passage.

Below, he finds a crypt, candle-lighted and utterly creepy
Seated there at a squalid table is a sickening, slavering sect:
The ghastly graveyard-ghouls, Les Cultes Des Necrovores
And he learns, all too late, that their supper is served...

Fiending for the foetid charnel fruit of fresh graves
To traffic corpses for anatomists' coin is his tenebrous trade
But some eldritch tomb, exercrably eerie, does he espy
And utther Perversity urges him to explore the unnatural thing...

Your repulsive villainly repaid 'neath that Untimely Tomb
You're destined to suffer a deliciously well-deserved doom
Your pitiful carcass picked clean 'neath that Untimely Tomb
And dawn will see you survive as but a gross splattering of grume
6. Screams from the Asylum (4:08)
Dying shrieks break the dead of night
The witching hour brings dread and fright
My midnight walk turns into Hell
The asylum windows, to me, soon tell
Death and possession rage inside
From the demons and spirits, you cannot hide
I escaped from the bowels of Bedlam
Now my soul is forever damned!

Committed in the haven of lost souls
I am there against my will
Scream and scream again and again
My only thought is to KILL!

Running through the dark, dense woods
Shadows follow in their long, black hoods
Rain like blood dripping down my face
This isn't a life I want to embrace
My heart is pounding as I awake
Only a dream, maybe I'm insane
I still don't know how they got me here
What else possesses me besides this fear?

Committed in the haven of lost souls
I am there against my will
Scream and scream again and again
My only thought is to KILL!

Screams that I hear belong to me
I want out, I want to break free
Delirium eating me alive
Will I even survive?!
7. Occult Spawned Premonitions (3:53)
A peculiar fog twists around my body
Deadly omens take hold
I have brought forth black magic
Feelings of dread; ice cold
Chanting the sacred words
Awaiting a vengeful return
A scorned clairvoyant
Seeking their souls to burn

Occult Spawned Premonitions
I see what's coming my way
Occult Spawned Premonitions
Twisted consequences...YOU are the prey!

Turbid smoke permeates
The secret blood domain
Creeping forth, we're stalking
Nothing of you will remain
Curse your life and body
Blackness consuming you
No escaping the spell
Nothing you can do

Crawling deeper to your grave
Your afterlife is serving as His slave

Occult Spawned Premonitions
I see what's coming my way
Occult Spawned Premonitions
Twisted consequences...YOU are the prey
8. Domain of the Fleshless Ones (9:17)
In the deep, fetid caverns
Swarmed the strange monstrous beasts
Gnawing away your flesh
Drinking your blood in their ravenous feasts

Fiends fill the catacombs of Hades
Tormenting laughter follows you
At your feet, a trail of gore and bones
Sludgy putrefaction you can't wade through
Suddenly, you're pulled in their trap
Eaten alive, your screams pierce the night
Nothing of you is left but a skeleton
They chomp away until their final bite

Chained to the stone walls
Rotting cadavers dwell or hang
Soon to rise in a skeletal army
The Fleshless Ones take over the domain

Fiends fill the catacombs of Hades
Tormenting laughter follows you
At your feet, a trail of gore and bones
Sludgy putrefaction you can't wade through
Suddenly, you're pulled in their trap
Eaten alive, your screams pierce the night
Nothing of you is left but a skeleton
They chomp away until their final bite
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