Cults, Crypts And Corpses

by MENTOR

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about

The band members behind this satanic hardcore act are no strangers to the scene, Mentor are made up of members of Thaw, Furia and J.D. Overdrive. Like the previous album, they provide another unholy challenge for those who miss the primitive animal in metal and are fed up with its artsy incarnations. No filler tracks, just heavy rock'n'roll fuelled with hardcore and thrash-black metal.

credits

released November 16, 2018

All music and lyrics by Mentor.
Recorded, mixed and mastered at Satanic Audio.
The artwork and layout by Branca Studio.

MENTOR are:
Gusion's Drone - Bass
Leviathan's Punch - Drums
Raum's Chord - Guitars
King of Nothing - Vocals

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Track Name: We Dig
Beyond the cemetery gates
An evil slumbers still
We hear its voice deep from the ground
We march against our will
A look of madness in our eyes
And shovels in our hands
Possessed by ancient forces
We have reached our bitter end

All hail the putrid
All hail the sick
The master of torment
Is up to old tricks
All hail the putrid
All hail the sick
On this very night
We dig!

Deeper and deeper, there's no turning back
The thick cold ground is starting to crack
The creature is finally freed from its prison
Beware my children, the evil has risen

The evil has risen
The evil has risen

Bleeding and helpless, gutted like pigs
For all this time we were forced to dig
The beast is loose and now it shall feed
We unleashed the vile nocturnal breed
Track Name: Sometimes Dead is Better
A small, quiet town
To start your life anew
Such a lovely place
Its secrets known by few

Be sure to warn your children
To take care of their pets
You see this winding road?
This road brings only death

Finding it is easy, trust me, you will see
In time you won't control your curiosity
A place of good memories and eternal rest
Devoted not for people, only for their pets

Oh, it's quite harmless, trust me, you will see
Unless you want to venture deep beyond the trees
There you'll find damnation, a passageway to hell
Hear my fair warning, protect your children well

Sometimes dead is better
Sometimes dead is better
Sometimes dead is better
(You must believe me)
Sometimes dead is better

Just take my hand
I'll guide you there
The soil of a man's heart is stonier

The old Indian burial ground
Haunted by ancient ghosts
You can hear its power calling you
It's what you should fear the most

A small, quiet town
To start you life anew
A dark and cursed place
That slowly feeds on you

Be sure to tell your children
Where to bury their pets
Because at the end of the day
There's no escape from death
Track Name: Mists of Doom
Beyond the vast horizon
A battlefield of old
Where million bodies slumber
Lifeless and cold

In this place of dying
Unholy armies fell
A million screaming souls
Taken down to hell
Death was seen in these parts
Face under a black veil
There's no one left alive
To tell their gruesome tale

Behold
The tomb
The final resting place
The mists
Of doom
Where dead heroes wait
Behold
The tomb
The final resting place
The mists
Of doom
Miserable fate

Meadows drowned in silence
Not a single sound
Endless piles of corpses
Laying on the ground

Behold
The tomb
The final resting place
The mists
Of doom
Where dead heroes wait
Behold
The tomb
The final resting place
The mists
Of doom
Miserable fate

Darkness now approaches
The sun will vanish soon
Take my hand and follow me
Into the mists of doom

Mists of doom

Eternity is waiting
For your foolish soul
The demons want to take you
Take you down below
In this place of dying
No one will hear you cry
The dead tell no secrets
The dead tell no lies

The dead tell no lies
Track Name: Death Mask
I'm the perfect monster
Hiding in plain sight
Can't tell by my smile
But murder's my delight
I'm the one who listens
When you are in need
Waiting for my chance
To see you bleed

I'm wearing this mask
To hide my murderous lust
Once it is revealed
I will make you squeal

I was born
To cause pain
To take lives
Over and over again
I was born
A deadly force
A bad apple
Worst of the worst

I'm the perfect stranger
You meet every night
Charming on the surface
An animal inside
I'm the one who ventures
Into your very soul
Yes, I want to taste it
Yes, I want it all

I'm wearing this mask
To hide my murderous lust
Once it is revealed
I will make you squeal

I was born
To cause pain
To take lives
Over and over again
I was born
A deadly force
A bad apple
Worst of the worst
Track Name: The Wax Nightmare
Beyond the backwoods
A house painted red
A place of torture
A place for the dead

For the dead

Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Mercy for few
Entrapment for all
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
With these hands
The nightmare unfolds
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Their very lives
In his control
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Funeral effigies
Stories never told

In this house of evil
There's no decay (There's no decay)
Trapped in their bodies
The silent pray
In this house of evil
The sculptures weep (The sculptures weep)
Bound for eternity
In permanent sleep x3

Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Mercy for few
Entrapment for all
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
With these hands
The nightmare unfolds
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Their very lives
In his control
Stirring the beeswax
Preparing the molds
Funeral effigies
Stories never told

Behold the wax nightmare
Track Name: Tub of Toxic Waste
Sitting alone inside the house
Ideas flow through my rotten brain
Some would call me a visionary
Other would say that I'm insane

Got a big ol' tub that needs to be filled
And I got the perfect stuff
Been stealing hazardous substances
Oh, I just hope I have enough

The plan is really simple
I just need a volunteer
I think he'll thank me for what I've done
Once he sees himself in the mirror

You might think I'm psychotic
But I'll be laughing in your face
Cause the one thing I know that you don't have
Is a tub... full of toxic waste

I'll build my mutant army
Slowly, one by one
Infinite number of limbs
To crush enemy skulls

But you gotta start somewhere
To create a master race
Here's to new beginnings
A tub of toxic waste

Tub of toxic, tub of toxic waste
Track Name: Churchburner Girl
I met her at the cemetary
She was dressed like a horror queen
A leather jacket and a pierced lip
With a serial killer grin

I knew right there she was the one
A mistress straight from hell
It took me a while until I noticed
The faint, familiar smell

Gasoline, the girl of my dreams
A lighter in her hand
She said it's to make those damn Chistians
Fucking understand

She lights up my world
My churchburner girl

She lights up my world (lights up my world)
My churchburner girl

A little girl with matches
The devil's bastard child
The way she burns those churches, man
It makes my heart go wild

Gasoline, the girl of my dreams
A lighter in her hand
She said it's to make those damn Chistians
Fucking understand

Satan's spawn, my very own
Piromaniac beast
She's got those firestarter eyes
That I just can't resist

She lights up my world
My churchburner girl

She burns them so good!
Track Name: Gut Bucket
Gut bucket, that's what you are
The reason why they lower the bar
Gut bucket is all you can be
A worthless pile of misery

Gut bucket, all of your life
Why not end it with my knife?
Gut bucket, what's the use?
Just use a hangman's noose

I know your every sin
Your every flaw
There's no redemption left
For you at all

You may have fooled the others
But you won't fool me
I've seen the petty, mindless, pointless
Piece of shit that you can be

And I'll always despise you
You are nothing to me

You're like a wounded animal
That should be put down
So slit your wrists with a rusted blade
And just fall lifeless to the ground

And I'll always despise you
You are nothing to me
I'll always despise you
You are nothing to me

Gut bucket, that's what you are
The reason why they lower the bar
Gut bucket is all you can be
A worthless pile of misery

Gut bucket, all of your life
Why not end it with my knife?
Gut bucket, what's the use?
You'd look better in a hangman's noose

Gut bucket, a sight for sore eyes
Destination: suicide
Gut bucket, a waste of sperm
You belong in the ground with the worms

Gut bucket, get out of my face
You're nothing but a fucking disgrace
Gut bucket, bottom of the shelf
Gut bucket, just kill yourself

Worthless, useless, no reason to live
Mild amusement is all that you give
But play time is over and soon you will learn
What I means to burn
Track Name: Up in the Bell Tower
A foul stench
Within these walls
A foul heart
Poisoned and cold

The lights are shining brightly
To keep it at bay
It roams among the shadows
And slumbers by day

A foul thing
More beast than man
A foul secret
Too grim to understand

A foul beauty
Forever entombed
A foul future
The prophecy of doom

The lights are shining brightly
To keep it at bay
It roams among the shadows
And slumbers by day

Up in the bell tower
The creature with a bat's face
Up in the bell tower
Always hungry for your flesh
Up in the bell tower
Imprisoned for so many years
Up in the bell tower
The embodiment of your fears
Track Name: Gather by the Grave
Darkness upon us
The hour comes
When all the spirits
Appear as one

The clouds have vanished
The moon is red
On this unholy night
We'll wake the dead

No sins to cleanse
No souls to save
Tonight we gather
By the grave

It's how we thank Him
For what he gave
Tonight we gather
By the grave

Gather by the grave
Gather by the grave
Gather by the grave
Gather by the grave

Raise the ceremonial knife
And spill the holy blood
We offer you this sacrifice
To raise flesh from mud

We're the chosen minions
Apostoles of the damned
Worshippers of Satan
In league with Him we stand

This world
Enslaved
We gather by the grave

This world
Enslaved
… by the grave

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