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PHENOMENAL band!!! They are what Manson should of been after Holywood. DAAP picked up the ball, reformed and reshaped into something dark and memorizing!!! With the horror thrown in, it's the absolute BEST of both worlds!!! EVERYONE needs to check these guys out???
Come on everybody now gather 'round
Down on your knees - don't make a sound
We're digging at your morals - now slowly peel
All the little piggies stand up and squeal
Like lambs to the slaughter that we're deceiving'
The tender pretenders make you believe in
All the fragile little pieces left in your head
Bleeding as you're needing praise from the dead
Chorus:
Hey - call me old fashion
Hey - this is your fate
Hey - I am hellfire
Hey - born of your hate
We're taking to the streets to build a pyre
Heathens like wood - let's start a fire
With the gays - the spades - everyone obscene
Take a bullet to the head - show em what we mean
We're saying that we're staying so bring the kids
Ordained profane to justify what we did
There's chaos in my cassock - it's time to play
Come onto me - so come on now let's pray
CHORUS
Glory to thee
But not to me
I got what you need
To set you free
Just feel this rod
Sent by god
Smile and nod
To the firing squad
CHORUS
Each bullet gets me closer to the TV
We are all victims born to be set free
The reckoning comes with hair-trigger sentiments
A twelve gauge reality at my fingertips
Chorus:
Come on kids - raise your guns to the sky
Don't you want to die in infamy? (Rise with me)
Come on kids - raise your guns to the sky
Don't you want to be the monster they see? (Rise with me)
Bang bang shoot em up
Don't you know it's not enough
I am the fear you made a celebrity
A halo of lead you bled it right out of mw
My mind is a weapon programmed for primetime
This gun is the god that prays to the headlines
CHORUS
Rise with me
Rise with
Bang bang shoot em up
Don't you know it's not enough
The earth is at my feet
And you six feet beneath
My father told me son
"Mercy is for the weak"
My breath begins to race
As red fills empty space
My hands are blessed with blood
And the image of your face
I fall right throughout the cracks
Like eyes are rolling back
And worms will stake their claims
The meat all blue and black
I miss the games we played
Called predator and prey
My mother told me son
"The dead will have their day"
The dead will rise up from the depths
And from their mouths they scream "REPENT!"
I'll bury you in chains this time
So they will never find
I wanna get you
Chorus:
Six feet (is where I want you)
Six feet (is where I need you)
Six feet (is where I left you)
To rot away from me now
To rot away from me now
To rot away from me
I haven't felt regret to say at least I haven't yet
THEY SAY
We're all a little mad here so this is no accident
You're shallow like a grave - so that - bed here I have made
And so I need it deeper still - you see - I cannot get away
The dead will rise up from the depths
And from their mouths they scream "REPENT!"
I'll bury you in chains this time
So they will never find
I wanna get you
Chorus:
Six feet (is where I want you)
Six feet (is where I need you)
Six feet (is where I left you)
To rot away from me now
Slip away into the dark
We begin to start
Breaking down
Shed our wicked ways
The days
Seem so much bleaker now
Chorus:
Six feet (is where I want you)
Six feet (is where I need you)
Six feet (is where I left you)
To rot away from me now
I got you caught in my eyes
Something I cannot reach
I got you scratching me now
Don't give a fuck what you've preached
Looks like I'm running on fumes
As my hands start to shake
I'm just here for the ride
There's no give you just take
I can't miss
I got you dead on my list
I wanna see you suffer
Blow you a kiss - with my fists
And I try to resist
Cuz this excess is killing me
Chorus:
So take the booze
The blood
The sex from my hands
I'll beat you down
The sound
As your face hits the ground
I'm not the one
To care
Oh I know it's not fair
But see my view
You knew
That I really hate you now
I've had enough of myself
You've got me so fucking sick
Cuz I'm a junkie for you
The sweetest pain I won't kick
I've got this razor blade smile
But to you that's a sin
Too many circles of hell
So tell me where to begin
I got you now
I'm feeling so sick
There world is showing me how
That this all ends with a click click click
CHORUS
I can't miss
I got you dead on my list
I wanna see you suffer
Blow you a kiss - with my fists
And I try to resist
Cuz this excess is killing me
CHORUS
Our DNA unravels like a doll in the wind
Wrapped up in razor wire waiting to begin
The question why are we forsaken and alone
The wind will dry our skin - the sun will bleach our bones
That sickly green hue shows us who we are
We're atavistic - not going very far
An effigy strung up - on display
A failed belief that we deserve a brighter day
You know you'll never feel this
You know you'll never need this
You know you'll never be them
You know you'll never see when...
Chorus:
Hopeless
Like animals to slaughter
Hopeless
They need us to obey
Fuck this
Come hell or high water it doesn't even matter cuz we're dead anyway
And then this darkest hour - gets darker everyday
Injecting validation in ant rotten way
Now you succumb to this - for you know you have been told
Everybody in the gutter waits to die alone
In this my weakest hour - clinging to desperation
Smile like you mean it and pray for isolation
In this my weakest hour - clinging to desperation
Smile like you mean it and pray for isolation
Don't look - don't touch
Don't need - too much
Don't say - you will
Please don't - stay still
Can't see - can't breathe
Can't have - can we?
Don't wait - too long
We can't - go on
CHORUS
Can you feel hopeless with me?
You know you'll never feel this
You know you'll never need this
You know you'll never be them
You know you'll never see when...
about
OFH: Prime Cuts contains a select number of tracks which originally appeared on the Old Fashion Hellfire album. These songs have had new life breathed into them by Marc Jordan and Howie Weinberg. We hope you enjoy these newly mixed and mastered versions.
Marc Jordan - Producer (16 Volt, Velvet Revolver, Milla Jovovich, Die Antwoord)
Howie Weinberg (Nirvana, The Pixies, Rammstein, Muse, The Ramones, Danzig)
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Everything 3TEETH touches turns into swiss franks, it's especially evident for me since their debut can seem like a drafty dichotamy of minimalistic lyrics & repetative choruses. Most bands couldn't get away with this trick, but here it's really pays off. From the 1st note you will be hooked by totalitarian-like vocals of Alexis Mincolla & his uncompromising counterculture messages in tandem with painstakingly crafted sound of 90's industrial rock reinforced by an evergroovy rhythm-sections. Symbolic ‡ Tentacles
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A brilliant band blending elements of industrial, metal and electronic music, with pounding drum beats,distorted synths and raw, powerful vocals. Intense.
My favourite tracks are :
Insubstantia, Pit of Fire,Tower of Disease, Degrade. treets