SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (N)

Skin of the holy / Caressing my soul / Martyrs of the dead...

It Is I / It is I a demon with wings / It is I for which the gospel sings...

Saints and sinners / Congregate / God and Devil...

Black is my heart / The battle is near / Fight for the sound...

Blood clots limbs rot / body decays to slime / Hate grows dead know...

With this knot I seal this hex / You will not sleep, you will not rest / Knots of anger, knots of hate...

Slaughtered remnants in the grave / Rotting bodies is what I crave / Serve me darkness I must consume...

Nuns in the church living like whores / Spreading disease with their cancerous sores / Begging and pleading for a buck...

We gather together with murder on our minds / Nuns are the target Religion is the crime / Driven by lust and deep-seeded resent...

We call upon the spirit world / To summon up the dead / Candles burn and mystic chants...

Am I dreaming, am I alive, the final war, I did survive / One of the chosen. One of the few. A world in ruins because of who / Now you look around...

Nifty little gadget you've got running your world / Tell me when's the last time that you spoke to a girl? / Always with your head down as you walk down the street...

Awakened in the night I listen to your footfalls / As you break into my home, I pull myself out of bed / And move to meet you down the stairs I hear you coming...

What have you been doing with yourself these years / I really think that you have no idea / You waste your time and pass your days with no pursuits...

United in a time, a time of need / Against a common foe, the enemy / The years of death endured, the years of pain...

Well I'm pig biting mad / At the things that people say / Those communist slobs...

Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang him with a fucking rope...

Women ain't supposed to do that / Why don't you stop do that / Women ain't supposed to do that...

Another day has passed you by / And now it seems that you don't care / You've let your life slip away...

Radio, an insidious form, helps shape your thoughts making you conform / Programming music easy listening, help you achieve that moronic grip / Playing you regurgitated pap, selling products that are mostly crap...

Searching, for a ne way you're looking for a way out of this mess you've let build up around you / Believe what you see, Believe what you hear / It's time, to take charge of your on fife and start making decisions, stop relying on others...

Closed books is what some people's minds are like / Shut tight, new ideas, they just always get passed by / Prejudice, living in their thoughts and deeds...

The bio-sphere, the place we live / It seems like we don't give a damn / Other species flushed down the tubes...

I'm laying up in my room with a gun and a cigarette and a band that really rocked / And we're drinking some beer and smoking blunts and I said / Hey, I got a new car, it's a '72 Pantera, you want to go for a ride?...

I wander through the streets at night / Lost and cold, alone / Bloody visions fill my dreams...

I always thought you were my friend / But it seems that in the end / You're a backstabbing fool...

I'm laying up in my room with a gun and a cigarette and a band that really rocked / And we're drinking some beer and smoking blunts and I said / Hey, I got a new car, it's a '72 Pantera, you want to go for a ride?...

I wander through the streets at night / Lost and cold, alone / Bloody visions fill my dreams...

Nifty little gadget you've got running your world / Tell me when's the last time that you spoke to a girl? / Always with your head down as you walk down the street...

Awakened in the night I listen to your footfalls / As you break into my home, I pull myself out of bed / And move to meet you down the stairs I hear you coming...