Song | Splatterthrash |
Artist | GHOUL |
Album | Splatterthrash |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Nightfall, and you head to the show | |
A ticket is clutched in your hand | |
Wearing a vest made of denim | |
With patches of your favorite bands | |
You get to the club | |
And the first band is totally lame | |
These posers are into the nu-school | |
They have t-i-o-n in their name! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
Up from the pit | |
We launch an assault on the stage | |
Hatchets are buried in craniums | |
In a frenzy of psychotic rage | |
Killing machines | |
Necks are all broken and slashed | |
We came here to conquer, we came here to rule | |
WE CAME HE | |
RE TO SPLA | |
TTERTHRASH!!!!! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! BA | |
NG YOUR FU | |
CKING HEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! SL | |
AY THE LIV | |
ING, EAT T | |
HE DEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! MO | |
SHING LIKE | |
A FOOL!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! LI | |
VE FOR MET | |
AL, DIE FO | |
R GHOUL!!! | |
End of the show | |
And on to the next shitty dive | |
The scenesters who got on the guest list | |
Paid with their poserish lives | |
But you survived | |
Your metal turned out to be | |
True You slammed in the pit and you didn’t take shit | |
A Numbskull, through and through | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! |
Nightfall, and you head to the show | |
A ticket is clutched in your hand | |
Wearing a vest made of denim | |
With patches of your favorite bands | |
You get to the club | |
And the first band is totally lame | |
These posers are into the nuschool | |
They have tion in their name! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
Up from the pit | |
We launch an assault on the stage | |
Hatchets are buried in craniums | |
In a frenzy of psychotic rage | |
Killing machines | |
Necks are all broken and slashed | |
We came here to conquer, we came here to rule | |
WE CAME HE | |
RE TO SPLA | |
TTERTHRASH!!!!! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! BA | |
NG YOUR FU | |
CKING HEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! SL | |
AY THE LIV | |
ING, EAT T | |
HE DEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! MO | |
SHING LIKE | |
A FOOL!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! LI | |
VE FOR MET | |
AL, DIE FO | |
R GHOUL!!! | |
End of the show | |
And on to the next shitty dive | |
The scenesters who got on the guest list | |
Paid with their poserish lives | |
But you survived | |
Your metal turned out to be | |
True You slammed in the pit and you didn' t take shit | |
A Numbskull, through and through | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! |
Nightfall, and you head to the show | |
A ticket is clutched in your hand | |
Wearing a vest made of denim | |
With patches of your favorite bands | |
You get to the club | |
And the first band is totally lame | |
These posers are into the nuschool | |
They have tion in their name! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
Up from the pit | |
We launch an assault on the stage | |
Hatchets are buried in craniums | |
In a frenzy of psychotic rage | |
Killing machines | |
Necks are all broken and slashed | |
We came here to conquer, we came here to rule | |
WE CAME HE | |
RE TO SPLA | |
TTERTHRASH!!!!! | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! BA | |
NG YOUR FU | |
CKING HEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! SL | |
AY THE LIV | |
ING, EAT T | |
HE DEAD!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! MO | |
SHING LIKE | |
A FOOL!!! | |
SPLATTERTH | |
RASH!!! LI | |
VE FOR MET | |
AL, DIE FO | |
R GHOUL!!! | |
End of the show | |
And on to the next shitty dive | |
The scenesters who got on the guest list | |
Paid with their poserish lives | |
But you survived | |
Your metal turned out to be | |
True You slammed in the pit and you didn' t take shit | |
A Numbskull, through and through | |
Our riffs decapitate them, our solos shred their skin | |
My drums obliterate them, let the massacre begin!!! |