Cults, Crypts And Corpses

by MENTOR

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1.
We Dig 02:31
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
Death Mask 02:48
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
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!
8.
Gut Bucket 02:46
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
9.
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
10.
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

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.

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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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