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Whitechapel
04:15
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Welcome to Whitechapel
Meet Satan’s own disciple
Watch him perform his grisly feats
With sawblade and scalpel he rules upon the vile
on London’s filthy East End streets
With smoke and illusions this city of perdition
draws desperate souls like moths to a flame
In this well of corruption
this king of back-street surgeons
will earn his everlasting fame
Whitechapel’s crimson nights
so far away from the lights and glitz
Its darkness doesn’t care
It’ll swallow you whole ..or in bits
A shadow slips away
Down these alleys of despair
His story we all know
A Victorian nightmare
A figure approaches these withered English roses
A last encounter on their beat
A reaper of lost souls, collecting trophies of blood
A perfect gentleman indeed
Whitechapel’s crimson nights
A gin-soaked Hell of shattered dreams
Absinth and opium
can’t hide the truth behind those screams
A shadow slips away...
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In The Company Of Wolves
03:56
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She walks in shadow through the trees
Her howling friends around her
Their glaring eyes piercing the dark
with hunger and devotion
Tonight she's straying from the path
She can no longer resist
the urge awakening inside
A stirring beneath her
Sweet red riding hood
In the company of wolves
Sinful rendezvous
in the darkness of the woods
If they only knew..
No longer fearful of the dark
The child who would be mistress
Eager to shed her innocence
She lays down upon her
Sweet red riding hood
In the company of wolves
Sinful rendezvous
in the darkness of the woods
If they only knew..
Howling at the moon
In the company of wolves
Blood red riding hood
They are lost and so are you
Darling is it true
What you do out in the woods
Who you do it to
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Bite!
03:41
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Born of twisted science
Man-made raging demon
Quickly out of control
Disappeared into the night
Hiding in the shadows
Bide your time, consumed with despair
Like a burning fever
Blood can satisfy your thirst
Creature of tomorrow
Designed for sowing sorrow
You’re the monarch of the night
‘cause when the moment’s right
You must BITE !
To Hell with human life
You just BITE !
No end in sight
Now you reign unchallenged
Your abilities otherworldly
Stalking skills perfected
Senses sharp beyond their grasp
As the death toll rises
They're just no match for your power
Mankind’s days are numbered
All that’s left is procreate !
Breed more deadly creatures
To re-design the future
They’re the army of the night
And when the moment’s right
They will BITE !
To Hell with human life
They just BITE !
A victor’s right
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Schwarzer Engel
04:42
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You know it's you I want
I've waited for so long to
reach what's under, feed my hunger
Feel your body heat
Taste your every inch and
drink your nectar, be your vampire
Lose myself in you
Let it wash me through
Struck like a match
with every touch
Schwarzer engel
Burning through lace
Your pearly gates
greet my escape
Under that trim
heavenly skin
Schwarzer engel
High on your scent
At your command
Blessedly damned
I have longed for you
in my solitude
I've dreamt the flavour of my saviour
Tightly in my grip
at my fingertips
I feel you shiver, I'm delivered
If there's sin in lust
then sin we must
You know it's you I want
A blessing from your tongue
to light the way, lead me astray
You got this demon loose
dancing to your tune
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Mourning Laughter
04:29
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In my dreams
we are standing side by side
You and I
facing the fall of our kind
Our demise
Mighty towers crashing down
Torn apart
Crumbling to dust
So I mourn your passing with laughter
Alone in this tragic comedy
May the earth rest lightly upon you
It’s the dawn of the darkest day
Wide awake
where the mountains bare their bones
By these stones
chosen for our final rest
No regrets
as it all comes to an end
As it all comes to an end..
So I mourn..
Save me a place out there, I will be following you soon..
It’s over, unravelled
Destiny has tricked us,
There’s no turning back
So I mourn...
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Gargoyle Song
03:37
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Eight hundred years alone
Perched on his throne of stone
He’s witnessed so much pain
amidst the wind and rain
He’s always watching, he’s seen it all
Peoples adrift in rivers of blood
Wasting no prayers for the mortal ones
He’ll still be there when we’re dead and gone
A hundred feet up there
He looks down from his lair
Eight centuries of grief
The price of man’s beliefs
He’s always watching, he can’t turn away
Silently wishing for that fateful day
One last war will leave nothing but bones
then he will spread his wings
and rise from his throne
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Stoker Brno, Czechia
Founded in Brno in 2009, Stoker is one of Czech Republic’s best known gothic rock acts and a staple of the local gothic scene. Since its inception, the band’s artistic output has been characterised by gloomy and poignant rock dirges, beat driven anthems and dark, unsettling musical offerings. ... more
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