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DEAD-END ROAD


Artist: Cedric Sibley
Artist's Description
Charismatic Demon could have voice separate from Deep Death Metal Singer, bringing more magic and whimsical relief. Demon probably wouldn't sing a chorus ever.

Genre(s): Metal, Black/Death Metal
Mood(s): Energetic, Full, Hard, Heavy, Horror, Magical
Style(s): Easter, Horror/Thriller
Language(s): English
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DEAD-END ROAD

By Cedric Sibley
We aint gonna kill ya, we don’t aim to scare.
No need for prayer, just enter here if you wish.
Or you can stand there twirling fear.
We’d come to you but we can’t get through.

Crumbled pavement, a struggle of grass,
underbrush, trees down to their last.
Standing water, walking shadows.
What goes on beyond the dead-end road?

We aint gonna kill ya, we don’t aim to scare.
No need for prayer, just enter here if you wish.
Or you can stand there twirling fear.
We’d come to you but we can’t get through.

Kicked a chunk of pavement, it bounced through the dirt.
Hands in my pockets, old metal t-shirt.
Walked to the woods edge, peered inside.
Movement, chills up my spine.
A creepy thing suddenly popped into view,
charismatic, far unlike me or you.
I jumped and cursed, on ugly feet it glides
and what’s worse, it replies.

We aint gonna kill ya, we don’t aim to scare.
No need for prayer, just enter here.
We hope to bond, barter, the like.
We may have something that will change your life.
We aint gonna kill ya, we don’t’ aim to scare.
No need for prayer, just enter here if you wish.
Or you can stand there twirling fear.
We’d come to you but we can’t get through.

Not long ago this dead-end road was pretty.
A slow decline into its present pitiful state.
We gave no mind until just recently
when things happened at accelerated rates.
My buddy neighbor waits on the curb.
Our new acquaintances await our return.
Me, in my garage gathering things,
the hard stuff, liquor and gasoline.
We seen this movie you malevolent cuss.
You want our souls or want to eat us.
Change of plans; rags ignite overhead.
Firebombs enrage the demons.
Draining humans, we tried being friends.
You know this isn’t the only dead-end.
It laughs loud and draws a hex in the pall.
Engulfed in fire till it’s nothing at all.

We aint gonna kill ya, we don’t aim to scare.
No need for prayer, just enter here if you wish.
Or you can stand there twirling fear.
We’d come to you but we can’t get through.

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