所属专辑:Abysmal
时长: 03:50
The Fog - The Black Dahlia Murder[00:00:00]
Amongst the perilous mists formed of the moon arising new[00:00:14]
The creature set upon us like a plague[00:00:17]
Waist deep we proceeded to be butchered in the fog[00:00:20]
Strafing straight into the clutches of the beast that hell hath spawned[00:00:23]
One by one did they scream[00:00:27]
Dragged beneath the blanket of the mist[00:00:30]
The mob is damned born to lose[00:00:33]
A sacrifice of human meat to lycanthropic bliss[00:00:36]
The wolf simply can't resist[00:00:44]
Shots erupt the strongest men are lost as panic claims this throng[00:00:47]
Who will hunt and who will be the skinned[00:00:54]
The elder evil wins[00:00:57]
Where's our bravado now[00:01:00]
The drunk and dead begin to pile[00:01:02]
In vain we laughed and cheered[00:01:06]
This night that spells our end[00:01:09]
Flashlights are dwindling down[00:01:12]
By earthly gods we're disavowed[00:01:15]
Plump sow apple in mouth[00:01:19]
The wolfen's pending feast[00:01:22]
Above the law we declared now[00:01:25]
Lucky if we're left above the ground[00:01:28]
Comb the woods a child we seek[00:01:31]
So little did we men know that our end would there be found[00:01:35]
I held my breath as we happened on the girl[00:01:39]
Or should I say what was left[00:01:42]
Father screams uncontrollably[00:01:46]
He's lost his sanity[00:01:49]
Thirty one closed casket funerals victims of sheer disbelief[00:02:17]
Thirty one sent to the slaughter to be[00:02:24]
Without reprieve[00:02:29]
Dragged below sight[00:02:56]
Writhing in the haze[00:02:59]
Like sitting ducks we are in moments to be splayed[00:03:03]
Where's our militia now[00:03:09]
Our bravest men a mounting pile[00:03:12]
To think we toasted rye[00:03:16]
This night that spells our end[00:03:18]
Above the law[00:03:22]
We declared now[00:03:24]
Lucky if we're left above the ground[00:03:25]
Comb the woods a child we seek[00:03:29]
So little did we men know that our end would there be found[00:03:31]
Six feet down[00:03:39]