Slayer 1990 "Seasons In The Abyss" War Ensemble (music: Hanneman/lyrics: Araya & Hanneman) Propaganda death ensemble Burial to be Corpses rotting through the night In blood faced misery Scorched earth the policy The reason for the siege The pendulum it shaves the blade The strafing air blood raid Infiltration push reserves Encircle the front lines Supreme art of strategy Playing on the minds Bombard till submission Take all to their graves Indication of triumph The number that are dead Chorus: Sport the war, war support The sport is war, total war When victory's a massacre The final swing is not a drill It's how many people I can kill Solo: Hanneman Chorus Be dead fiend from above When darkness falls Descend onto my sights Your fallen walls Spearhead break through the lines Flanked all around Soldiers of attrition Forward their ground Regime prophetic age Old in its time Flowing veins run on through Deep in the rhine Center of the web All battles scored What is our war crimes (era forever more... war) Solo: King Propaganda war ensemble Burial to be Bones shining by the night In blood faced misery Campaign of elimination Twisted psychology When victory is to survive And death is defeat Choru: Sport the war, war support The sport is total war When victory's a massacre When victory is survival When this end is a slaughter The final swing is not a drill It's how many people I can kill Blood Red (music: Hanneman/lyrics: Araya) Peaceful confrontation meet war machine Seizing all civil liberties Honest ballotation among banshee Spilling blood throughout humanity You cannot hide the face of death Oppression ruled by bloodshed No disguise can deface evil The massacre of innocent people Deviated lies fear blinding your eyes Enforcing their truth through a gun Aggressive discipline and barbaric control Thousands of people cannot be wrong You cannot hide the face of death Oppression rules by bloodshed No disguise can hide the evil That stains the primitive sickle Blood red Solo: Hanneman, King, Hanneman, King, Hanneman Growing opposition with words as ammunition Expressions of life's liberties Aggressive discipline and barbaric control Spilling blood throughout humanity Spirit In Black (music: Hanneman/lyrics: King) Welcome to my world Involve yourself within my dream Experience a life Just like your mind thought not to be Take a look through time At past or present worlds to be I rule this inferno Enthroned for eterrnity Coils of the serpent unwind Buried beneath you will find Deep in the halls of the damned Spirit in black till the journey's end Spirits damned to rot Amidst the brimstone fireballs Eyes of the dead Watching from their living walls Broken glass reflections Show your flesh eaten away Beyond the gates I'll take you Where the blood forever rains Coils of the serpent unwind Buried beneath you will find Deep in the halls of the damned Spirit in black till the journey's end Solo: Hanneman Afterlife confessions Tell me who you used to be Looking on in wonder As I show you it was me Burning from within You know one spark is all it takes Hear the piercing cries of all Who found that hell awaits Living nightmare can't you see You really have no choice Faded memories haunt you Listen closely to my voice Feed me all your hatred Empty all your thoughts to me I can fill your emptiness With immortality Solo: King Welcome to my world Involve yourself within my dream Experience a life just like your mind thought not to be Take a look through time At past or present worlds to be I rule this inferno Enthroned for eterrnity Expendable Youth (music: King/lyrics: Araya) Gun down cold on a raw deal Home turf my battlefield In no one's way caught in a crossfire Stray bullets can kill Chorus: Expendable youths Fighting for possession Having control... the principle obsession Rivalry and retribution Death the only solution Injured soul lies on the ground Head blown off face down Lying in a pool of blood An accidental death homicide Chorus Solo: Hanneman, King Struggling to survive The drug induced warfare To have control... and principle obsession Expendable youth... fighting for possession Violence is only a friend Expendable youth Fight for possession To have control... your principle obsession Rivalry and retribution Death the only solution Dead Skin Mask (music: Hanneman/lyrics: Araya) Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hollowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants In the depths of a mind insane Fantasy and reality are the same Solo: King, Hanneman, King, Hanneman Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Incised members ornaments on my being Adulating the skin before me Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hollowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control Hallowed Point (music: Hanneman & King/lyrics: Araya & Hanneman) High velocity bullet at close range Can damage the mind Shattering the skull shredding the brain Severing the spine Bury a round of lead in the chest It's quite an impression Imagine the innards of your soul The infliction Chorus: Instinctive regression With intent to kill No regard of human life Or the blood spilled Solo: Hanneman Riddled convulsions Confetti of flesh Scattered helplessly Losing your control of physical Facilities Release the slide to cleanse inside Prepare to anoint Snap the tongue in groove discharged To make my hallowed point Chorus The power of a gun Used with conviction Dispersed on excursions Randomly kill it victims My sweet revenge Bitter in depression The thrilling release Of a hated deep persuasion Solo: King The power of a gun Used with conviction Diffused compulsions Unending repercussions Violent emotion Screaming revolution Spasmic convulsions Death an empty gun Solo: Hanneman, King Skeletons Of Society (music & lyrics: King) Minutes seem like days Since fire ruled the sky The rich became the beggars And the fool became the wise Memories linger in my brain Of burning from the acid rain A pain I never have won Nothing here remains No future and no past No one could foresee The end that came so fast Hear the prophet make his guess That paradise lies to the west So join his quest for the sun Shades of death are all I see Fragments of what used to be Solo: Hanneman The world slowly decays Destruction fills my eyes Harboring the image Of a spiraling demise Burning winds release their fury Simulating judge and jury Drifting flurries of pain Deafening silence reigns As twilight fills the sky Eventual supremacy Daylight waits to die Darkness always calls my name A pawn in this recurring game Humanity going insane Shades of death are all I see Fragments of what used to be Solo: King, Hanneman Minutes seem like days Corrosion fills the sky Morbid dreams of anarchy Brought judgment in disguise Memories linger in my brain Life with nothing more to gain Perpetual madness remains Shades of death are all I see Skeletons of society Fragments of what used to be Skeletons of society Temptation (music & lyrics: King) Have you ever felt the need To see more than you can see Look into uncertainty Reflections of treachery Would you leave the world behind Endless life is here to find Can I interest you in lies Sell your soul for all it buys Play with your insanity Shatter your reality Pulsing in your blood I can satisfy your greed For now all your debts are free I have all eternity To quench all the death I greed Recreate the rules of play From now things are done my way None have ever won my game Crucified them all in flames Play with your insanity Shatter your reality Pulsing in your blood Solo: King Have you ever danced with the devil His temptation ever summoned you Ever penned your name in blood Let possession slowly swallow you When you stand under full moonlight The attraction mesmerizes you Have you ever wondered why It seems that evil you're attracted to Reach out to my hand Step back in time's sand Genetic wasteland Far beyond death Born Of Fire (music: King, Hanneman/lyrics: King) Join in my quest to leave life overturned Spanning the world wave of doom Spewing out death with the evil I've churned Awaken the dead from their tomb Love turns to lust the sensations I've felt Exploring the pleasures of sin Making the best of the cords I've been dealt Adjusting the odds so I win Unleash all my burning wrath Potential killing machine Take down all who block my path Enjoying all that's obscene... born of fire Prince of all darkness initiation Ritually baptized in flames Next to the throne my abomination Spreads terror throughout the domain Master the art that controls the impure Inherit the infamous keys Thousands of centuries I will endure Tyrant of all the prophecies Some have called me Satan's son A name I cannot deny Wielding fury that's second to none Far too vile to confine... born of fire Solo: Hanneman All things dead must rise again When twilight blanket falls Splattered red you'll find my den Blood dripping from the walls Dreams born of desire Shaped and forged within the fire Twisted, warped, deranged I see The world's corrupt insanity Solo: King Dreans possess nightmarish figures Burning can't escape the embers Lost are those who trust in Liar Satan's son I'm born of fire Solo: King Seasons In The Abyss (music: Hanneman/lyrics: Araya) Razors edge Outlines the dead Incisions in my head Anticipation the stimulation To kill the exhilaration Close your eyes Look deep in your soul Step outside yourself And let your mind go Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die Close your eyes And forget your name Step outside yourself And let your thoughts drain As you go insane... insane Inert Flesh A bloody tomb A decorated splatter brightens the room An execution a sadist ritual Mad intervals of mind residuals Close your eyes Look deep in your soul Step outside yourself And let your mind go Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die Close your eyes... and forget your name Step outside yourself... and let your thoughts drain As you go insane... insane Solo: King, Hanneman Innate seed To watch you bleed A demanding physical need Desecrated eviscerated Times prostrated Chorus ********************************** * Printed by Raivo Hool AD 1992. * *Copyin' of this file is allowed * *only thru (C) cRasH Productions.* * All Rights Reserved. * * * * FUCK YA!! * **********************************