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Brewicide
04:09
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Nations have crumbled, under our boots
Legions of the Tankard, have raised up their flags
Prisoners of war, we wont be accepting
We charge you with a lie, prepare for your ending
The hose is connected, to the funnel of pain
Your kicked to your knees, let the Brewicide begin
Shove in a hose, crack a can, Brewicide begins
Your getting full, we don't care, this is how your life ends
You took a stand against the brew, now you shall feel its wrath
Your punishment starts here and now, drunk for the rest of your life
Stalwart and swollen, you feel the effects
We've quashed you rebellion, your inhibitions are next
A new dawn approaches, a new perfect race
You've been transformed, to Alchosapiens
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Ale Beast
02:57
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In the dark of night, after lots of shots
He comes stumbling out, better call the cops
Lumbering through the door, vomits on the floor
Blood lust in his eyes, be prepared to die
No one will be save, booze will fuel his rage
Better run and hide, Ale Beasts back in town
Everybody flee in dread, unless you want to end up dead
He's coming your way, the Ale Beast; so depraved
Stab him once or twice, his stare is cold as ice
He'll turn you blood to booze, he drinks it while it ooze
When he moves to Jack, there is no turning back
You'll fall on your knees, the Ale Beast is released
Everybody flee in dread, unless you want to end up dead
He's coming your way, the Ale Beast; so depraved
Everybody, look away, he's got his victim, it's time to play
He grabs a bottle down from the shelf
He drinks it down for his health
In the glow of day, he wakes up in a cave
Covered in blood and filth, he can't remember what he did
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Booze Lords
03:18
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Everyone's a subject, in my domain
Everyone's an insect, where I reign
I walk a giant, of the land
I got some Jameson, in both my hands
Booze Lords
Never gonna be sober again
Booze Lords
Your gonna feel my wrath, here I come watch me
Every days a battle, and I never win
I'm getting drunk I'm getting high, I like to sin
you think your gonna survive, through the night
well I'm coming your way, and "m bringing a fight
Booze Lords
Never gonna be sober again
Booze Lords
Your gonna feel my wrath, here I come watch me
Now you can see, who its the king
My reign is over, but it will start again
When I wake up, I'm turning around
Grabbing a bottle, and I'm sucking it down
Booze Lords
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I.N.I.T
02:57
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Take a walk through the dark side, where substance is king
Nothing is the way, it once had been
This spiders maze, of tangled web
is all that left, of the thoughts in my head
Give me pills and morphine, it never helps
A slave in my mind, and I can't be reset
This place of haze, I'm wandering
Is much too dark, for you to see
So you say your a doctor, you've got a cure
Spend a moment with me, and you need one as well
Years of poor living, and served me well
Can't find an exit, from my own hell
They wheel away another, who thought he was smart
Being that insane, is a rare kind of art
Remember this tale, when you walk my path
Always avoid, the psychopath
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Count Pabstula
02:36
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One night I was thirsty,I was looking for a bar
All the while I hadn't noticed that I'd gone too far
Mist it swirled and night beasts howled, I heard a cryptic voice
I turned around, to my surprise saw some one in the dark
I was not rich, could not afford, the sweetest liquor drink
With PBR, I'd gone too far, and that's why he chose me
He took me to his broke-ass mansion, he offered me some food
I could not think just wanted drink, and so it seemed did he
He asked me what I had to drink, he told me plain and flat
That's when he showed me all his teeth and stuck them in my back
Now I lay, I.V in arm, a constant stream from his bar
I can't escape but at least i'm drunk, permanently in a PBR funk
During day, he must sleep, to recover, from the drink
Slip away, to his tomb, stab his heart, with a rusty spoon
The horror I had witnessed, could turn a sane man sober
But I returned to his dwelling, just to be sure it was over
I found no body, found no corpse, just a splotch of liquid
I took a sip and I think, my cravings just got stronger
Now you know, so be cautious, lest you end up dead
All you drunkards, be you ware, in the dark, Count Pabstula is there
He is there
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Specter (Watching You)
03:22
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It's night again, your all alone, you feel your skin turn cold
You turn around, there no one there, but in the shadows i'll be watching you
I'm your specter
I'm always there with you
You may not feel me
But that doesn't, mean I'm not watching you
Your blood runs red, I'm at your bed, I'm standing over you
You start to scream, i'm your worst dream, your nightmares reality
I'm your specter
You can try to run
But every time, you take a drink
I'll be there, holding you down again
Down again
I hide away, in the corners of your mind
I'm the terrifying image you can't justify
I'm your specter (repeat)
I'm your specter I'll be watching you
Watching you
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Bow to the Booze
03:11
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It's a full moon, spirits are out, spell of liquor is strong all about
Virgins are dancing, they won't be for long
They come to the alter, to here my song
Raise up your glass, cultist dominions
Get on one knee, loose all inhibitions
We're going to give praise to the Gods of the tankard
Bow to the booze or your life will be ended
It's a full moon, spirits are out, spell of liquor is strong all about
No virgins left, it's a new kind of dancing
The alter is soaked, with puked out offerings
We gave you the best, the God's could bestow
The honey of booze, we let it flow
now your ours
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The Hand of Drunk
04:57
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I am in the grasp of a fiend, worse then any human has seen
It has no form, it has no shape, it consumes any it inebriates
This lifeless thing is more real then you know, when it grabs you it sinks you with no where to go
It strikes fast, makes you loose control, now your it's slave in the dark feel it's pull
It's the lord of your life, it's the ruler of your soul
You've have no place to go, the Hand of Drunk is now in control
The Hand of Drunk
I killed my self and I went down to hell, went to the devil, asked him for help
He shout a cry, he let out a scream, what i possessed was far eviler then he
He cast me out, still clutched in his fist, I rode the drunk through the stars and evening mist
I took a trip and landed on mars, I got bored and the hand crushed me down again
Sounds crazy I know, and my stories half told
I got this demon on my back
The Hand of Drunk will never give me back
Son-of-a-Bitch
What have you done to me
Can't resist
The sweetness of your touch
Help me please
But I cant admit defeat
let me go
From the pleasure that I can't quit now
I am in the grasp of a fiend, worse then any human has seen
It has no form, it has no shape, it consumes any it inebriates
This lifeless thing is more real then you know, when it grabs you it sinks with no where to go
It strikes fast, makes you loose control, now your it's slave in the dark feel it's pull
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I Gotta Piss
03:10
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I gotta piss (repeated)
I don't know how this happens, my bladders always full
Just one drink, I'm on the brink, don't stand in front of me
I got piss (repeated)
In the streets, on the train or at my girlfriends house
When I'm not sober the game is over, My fly's coming down
Coming down (repeated)
Watch out
I gotta piss (Repeated)
Sweet relief is all I know, ecstasy untamed
I'm sorry officer I did not know you leg was standing there
Standing there (repeated)
I'm sorry
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Besieged by Poverty
03:13
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From the slums out of street unclean, arise a famine unlike any seen
Eyes of hate, with hands outstretched, change won't keep them they just want your death
Cities falling, you retreat, your palace walls, won't keep you safe
They collect the trash where they live and pile it, up soon they'll be in
you smell their rot, cheap liquor and puke,
they will expose you, pull you out by the root
In their hands, it's your fault, they raise knives, justice will be theirs
Now you look upon a new world, revolving ball of insanity and ruin
Led by the homeless, they worship trash, it seems your high horse has fallen on it's ass
Besieged
Besieged by poverty ( repeat)
Poverty
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In the dregs of society, where the gutter rats dwell
The sun never shines, you with morals beware
A cloud is forming, a ranking mist
Graves are swelling , with the liquid of Dis
Prepare for the end
The end of sobriety
All who can stand, will soon be stumbling
Seven bottle are opened, seven virgins are drunk
The stars in the sky are bleary, the signs are clear
The reckoning is nigh, open the gate
Let the drunken ones through, to seal us in a liquor tomb
Your sinking down
Your chosen fate
Let this be your lesson
The doom of all drunkards is made
The doom
That came
To the drunkards (repeat)
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