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Next Religion Lyrics
Waters of oblivion Raining down terror Mausoleum of your
fears Preying on your horror
Your faith I demand I expect no
less Sacrosanct command Your obedience I bless
Author of
sedition I am the next religion
Obscurity a shroud I use to cloak
myself in Conjuring up images To define your sins
The pettiness of
your idolization I laugh at your transgressions Primal need for
deification I am your obsession
God of war, God of the blind I am
the god, in your mind
Bringer of wisdom I am the next
religion
Cellar of Horror
An innocent victim, it's easy to pick
them A young girl out walking alone I prowl the streets nightly So
lock your doors tightly It's best to just stay in your home Cruising by
slowly, you might even know me Our next meeting will be your last Your
pretty young pout, as I knock you out Tonight I am ending my
fast
Pure and unspoiled, I've troubled and toiled Over how to prepare
such a dish Losing all fear, as the hour grows near Tonight I will get my
wish
Bound and gagged in my basement Subject to debasement Staring
death right in the eyes Preparations begin, as I season your
skin Oblivious to your muffled cries Starting to boil, you're bathed in
hot oil Your meat soon will fall from your bones Practically starving,
you're ripe for the carving A gourmond leaving no unturned stones
The
hunger sets in, I remove your skin Surveying the blood-stained room The
rest of your flesh will stay Tupperware fresh Alone in a deep-freezer
tomb...
CELLAR OF HORROR
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