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Murder (demo)
06:29
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A lonely streetlight flickers
It barely lights the road ahead
The air is cold and filled with worry
A distant dog howling with dread
Dark shadows
Come nearer
Empty voices
Haunting me
Dark figures
They push me
To horror
You sleep
This shattered glass shines in the shadows
Can you hear the voices in my head
The moon shines as our only witness
As you join this chorus of the dead
Black message
A secret
Blood burning
Torture me
Dark figures
They drive me
To violence
You dream
We were standing here
But only one will leave
Broken and alone
Forgotten in the trees
A lonely light will die
As if it never was
Silent is the dark
Blackened is the blood
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Rape (demo)
08:20
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The sun is setting
And the lights fade in the windows
You I lie here broken and alone
Your breath is ragged
Filled with secrets and deception
The filth is staining every bone
This house is haunted
And it’s filled with endless horror
The walls scream static in the night
Forever fallen
In the wretched eyes of God
You haven’t got the strength to fight
They will forever live inside you
This cannot be undone
Every angel falls from heaven here
Cast to darkness from the sun
The coffins closing
And you screams won’t reach the wind
You are body and the blood
A martyr shaking
In the wretched, haunted darkness
Thy will be death, thy will be done
This house is haunted
With a raging, deadly spirit
It’s reaching to touch your flesh
What happened here
Will always be a secret
You can’t be free - even with death
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Lucifer Jones Sleepy Hollow, New York
Born in the city that never sleeps, Lucifer Jones is a mixture of the worst in humanity and the best in
music.
Sonically, Lucifer Jones is a cross between Black Sabbath and Black Flag...alternating speed-demon punk and hardcore between strung out slabs of doom that tell stories of loss, drug abuse, murder and the hopelessness of the modern condition.
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