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A Call To Cult

by Dead Born Babies

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Black Party With Witches. Hey! You said you smell like fucking death today? Tonight We have a black party with witches and once You step into this carnival Youíll never gonna get your soul back the nearest church is seated underground and You must go , Go . Join Join Join us. Now Iím confined to be abused in this exotic place this ticket got me me here because I smell death. These evil ladies brought me back into this after life and no one leaves , Youíd better close the door this is hell, donít try to escape , Youíd better pay. Another rings the bell ! I found this christian soul as You requested, Give me now what You have promised me so I could have it , have it have it. I carry misery since You loaded my back I ask the Master of this ceremony please release me now !
2.
El Incienso Del Infierno. Ya va sumando todo el miedo, sin control , avalancha de miseria. -Tu cerebro esta , tu cerebro esta, agonizando, esta dolido por una alma inconsciente. Esta noche rebasa el ruido , tu monstruo va pudriendo tu inconsciente. -Tu Cabeza esta , tu cabeza oliendo el miedo, y tu estas tomando el incienso del Infierno. Una vida hecha pedazos , robando las alegrias de los corazones rotos, y el alma esta aullando , despedazada por unas letras que vienen desde el Infierno. Una llama encendida por el odio y los rechazos, y aquellas bocinas que solo lanzan fiebres, y est·n castrando a todo el mundo que tiene una alma destruida por muertos. Estas tomando en una casa de muÒecas rotas por todas esas almas agonizantes que tienen que empaÒar una vez masÖ una mentira. Hoy no estas dispuesto a nada, porque ya estas cansado, ya no quieres mas tener que soportarlo. Ya no tienes mas una bolsa con muchos trucos, y esa magia que hoy te hace infeliz.
3.
Kissing Death Summoning under other covered lives with a bitter spirit , surrounded by the death. taking over from your life , because Ö Im kissing with love and passion death. -We are saving the place , and we cover from the sun. Die, and lock the cabin there. And when you try to escape , close from the devil, no one is coming to help you. Taking over from your life , because Ö Im kissing with love and passion death. And dad is coming in the suffering day, no one plays the game under the light. Another secret devouring you inside, no one is able to held another sorrow. Building coffins , install yourself inside, Kissing Death is your only desire.
4.
Dead Music for The Living. Manifesto You never read the lines Manifesto from a festival preparing every night, another show for the living. Suffered and crafty people the truth is where they are in trance , get into it You are still looking for what you had there at all times you call it , true will. And now I ask you to wear the skin of the conqueror... dance with the dead all I can give you are these rhymes I wrote for you they are not from heaven. Dead music for the living takes my heart That heart is Dead. It's Dead, It's Dead. It's Dead.
5.
Declaration of 1883 . NO, NO! in the path of madness where the desperation meets the sorrow along the dead bodies and you curse... all your house. Misery on the place across the distance took our hearts. come back on your own steps, because you don't know how my own soul has laughed of my ugly side. Around the corner I am there, expecting for the weakness to feed to the strongest, the only joy that I won't miss, We have to abandon the greatest because the burden gets you down. I like to veil my face and run away before to get known, I invite you to do your own, the ones who suffer are not welcome, We love those one who We can share meals with, We have forgotten how to be evil, and now then we make up pain. I wash my hands I pity to see the ones who suffer. Around the corner I am there, expecting for the weakness to feed the strongest, the only joy that i won't miss, We have to abandon the greatest because the burden gets you down.
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Skeletal Dancing. -The poison has to be ready before the guests arrive, I just have to add this ashes of an undertaker. Welcome to my house. I get you something for your satisfaction, the clock says tic-toc tic-toc it's time to die . Showtime! lick it up ! lick it up! there's still some, lick it up! This private Party is so black, skeletal dancing no delivery. This poison will make you loose your flesh and mind, lick it up ! lick it up! there's still some, lick it up! We are tired trying not to sin! The agony is so tasty, You can't pull your wires out You have gotten your self into this magical trip, Showtime! lick it up ! lick it up! there's still some, lick it up We are embracing the Death with Passion as long as I don't feel any pain, We are embracing the Death with Passion this dancing makes me bit my end. We are embracing the Death with Passion our bones are rumbling in this cave we are embracing the Death with Passion. You'll never leave this Casket again. Again!
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La Hora Marcada. Es una voz anormal que esta incrustada en tus uñas, ellas controlan tus dedos, y vienen a tomarte el culo, derramas tu sangre en la cama. Intentas dormir , pero no te dejan en paz. Siempre vienen a tus oídos esas martilladas, y piensas tratando de aceptar La Hora marcada Para cuando te tienes que alquilar una vez más. Caminan sobre tu tumba , te jalan el pelo, te abren la boca y te hacen tragar bazofia inmunda. Te invaden tu aquelarre y te arrastran todo el día. Papeles y papeles en el aire , y el ansia los alimenta más. Se entrometen en tu cerebro y se cagan en tu existencia ilegal. Te han enviado a un lugar, donde no tienes idea si alguien te ira a aceptar, y luchas tratando de aceptar tu alma envenenada. Esta noche te van a humillar una vez más. Intentas dormir , pero no te dejan en paz. Siempre vienen a tus oídos esas martilladas, y piensas tratando de aceptar La Hora marcada Para cuando te tienes que alquilar una vez más. Golpean tu cerebro y desgarran tus deseos, te atan mientras devoran flores. Esconden sus clavos bajo tu piel Y cortan tu cabeza en un momento mortal. Te pones bajo el agua y lo piensas por un momento, la puta se lo llevo y no sabes si intentarlo o renunciar, No tienes valor y comienzas a llorar .
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The Offering of Honey. Biting at my sharp hidden hooks, they have to come up to my height, the abyss of groundlings, to the wickedest of all humans. Therefore do I here wait , crafty and scornful upon high mountains , no impatient ones , because he no longer suffers. For my fate give me time it has forgotten me perhaps? should I stay behind a big stone and catch flies? and truly Iím well disposed to mine, eternal fate , because thereís no rush. Iíve been told of sacrifices and honey, it was merely a ruse in talking and truly a useful folly. Right now I can speak freer than in front of mountain caves. Than in front of mountain caves. Out! Out! My fishing hook ! In and down . thus bait of my happiness , drip that sweetest dew, that honey of my heart. Look out ! look out ! eye oí mine. How many seas around me, what dawning human futures, and above me , what rosy red stillness .
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In Caged 04:25
In Caged . Shut the door and hide yourself before the walls fall down, such a fake version of a happy life you've received as a present. (as a ... as a... as a present), In Caged !!! Before the reaper come to claim your life You have to pay with pain. The suffering insane !!! -You see that blood? (2) -it's not me . -Do you see that blood? up on the wall , up on the wall your body hangs up on the wall. (as a... as a ... as a present), In Caged !!! You find your self playing the roulette of your life, someone has stolen memories you left behind, shut the door and hide yourself before the walls fall down, such a fake version of a happy life you've received as a present.
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Kiss Of Wine 04:05
Kiss of Wine . The shadows remains wondering over the valley loaded of skeleton piles, it tastes like a kiss of wine it tastes like a kiss of wine when the souls are struggling to rule the night open! open! open up that door unreal open up and ride. It feels like a kiss of wine and there are others who lie and kneel give up! and just tell me why! keep on running on your wheels of blood. your words will be loved now. glory to fantasy , the blood is pumping and I can't die. in drama , in drama, give up give up , let yourself down. In blood someone dyed some puppet is alive ey watch it , keep yourself alive. and doubt , your mother , either don't go blind. doesn't matter , give up now! seven words from your rotten mouth . so loaded ,,,,anguish is never gonna let you breath. the chaos total. it feels like a kiss of wine when the souls are struggling to rule the night. open! open! open up that door unreal open up and ride. it feels like a kiss of wine . And there are others who lye and kneel give up! and just tell me why. keep on running on wheels of blood. your words will be loved now. glory to fantasy the blood is pumping and I can't die in drama, in drama , give up ! give up! let your self down. the brain is suffering loaded , Indeed is suffering loaded and leaking out, all the conscious is escaping out of your mind, Upcoming suddenly go blind!!! in a bloody ride! anguish is never gonna let you breath, already dead so far. Rolling the carpet that carries me, condemned my children who people deny, In drama , No love , Denial.

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released January 25, 2015

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