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I-"Secret Tombs"
02:36
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Secret Tombs
out in the forest
Secret Tombs
no one knows where they are
sealed beneath water unflowing
the silent key lies within a machine
Secret tombs
containing an evil
a rot of the brain
that goes in through the eyes
if you search, you may hear it beckon
to an oval in the woods where the trees close the sky
bind your mouth and clothes your eyes, youre standing at a portal to hell
when you return your brain will burn with tales your tongue will be too dumb to tell
stew bum stumbling through the trees happened upon the ancient gates
and the way that he was talking now it wont be long before the whole town's laid to waste
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listen in close, I'll tell you what I've seen
in the dark of the woods a most magnificent machine
behind a viscous pond, in a rotten little shack
you know the moment you set foot in there, there'll be no turning back
and a mystery it stands to remain
and the unfathomable secret it contains
has condemned many a man to an isolated life and an unmarked grave
sick with mold, it seemed to draw me in
and as I approached I could feel it pulse beneath my skin
my limbs went limp, fog went in my eyes
I awoke in the rain, and fled through the trees in a terror blind
everybody's going down to see the machine
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Did you hear young Christopher telling everyone the things that his father saw?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, you know we're heading out there tonite
stolen packs of cigarettes heading out for a magical evening that we would never forget
in the dark, all alone, dont let it get the best of you
everybody's running for their hats and coats, drumming up some old story to tell their folks
following the shimmer of the flashlight glow, deep into the place we're told never to go
in the dark, all alone, dont let it get the best of you
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well I haven't heard no talk of tombs for a terrible length of time
and I fear the boys are so enthused, I can't get them to change their minds
they'll be meeting up by those forlorn fields, with ingenuous adventure in their eyes
they're gonna strike out soon by an electric glow for the place that the secret lies
this place they seek is far beyond where good men dare to stray
where the tree limbs all are intertwined, to cut out the light of day
its down there in the catacombs, behind a cruel facade
its way out there in those dark old woods
beyond the reach of god
what they dont understand is what lies down there can kill you
and when they find that old machine they'll feel it from within
a suffocating cloud of black
that soaks right through the skin
itll ooze out in every fever sweat
in every medicine they can't keep down
its casting shadows across the steeple and over every part of town
what they dont understand is what lies down there can kill you
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gathered at the mouth, feign to be so brave
intrusion upon an unholy place
theyve pushed the lever, drained the pond
opened the gates to the great beyond
there's hell waiting down below
so grab the cords and down we go
into the mouth of the monster
severed dark air pure and plain fills lungs
silence, human etchings, scar the passages removed from sun
the power of the ancient signs infecting adolescent minds
the torture it seduces so, so damn the instincts, down we go!
into the mouth of the monster
flying through the bushes
hurry home
somethings wrong
shining in the shadows
waiting doors, wont be long
in all of us since the descent a voice has echoed sweet and low
our swift return is its request so damn the instincts, down we go!
Into the mouth of the monster
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VI-"Goodbye, Brain"
02:12
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found out the hard way
that curses are real
and I cant seem to articulate my thoughts, or something to that effect
I am so removed from all that is around me
and throughout my body my veins tighten like a noose around my neck
goodbye brain, now I'll split in two
I can feel it struggling out, a big black centipede
and try as I might to hold it down I think I'm gonna be sick
I wandered in the woods last night, beyond my own control
like children caught in the hideous claws of a long forgotten witches trick
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touch your face
you feel confused
because its possessor
is no longer you
you cry for help
ah, but the words aren't yours to say
nothing left for you to do now but run away
golden harvest
of the starvation star
dance macabre, baby
of which you're now a part
if only you could see
ah, how your soul is in flames
nothing left for you to do now but run away
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Secret Tombs Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
ugly stories set to guitar music
Ben
Dave
Ben
x-Andy, Colin
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