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Not for the Squeamish

by TOMBSTONES

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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera Welcome, Fellow Foul Fiends! Here come a few tales of murder, debauchery, and creepy curiosities! I dare you to listen to this album... IN THE DARK! Sink your fangs into this meaty tune, but beware... IT'S NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH! HAHAHAHAAAA!!
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Lyrics by: Billy Nocera You might have made a good fan, but you couldn't survive our sound We play for the glory of horror, while your eardrums we tear and pound! You're easily bothered and upset, at things you don't understand Nervous and physically nauseous by the sounds of our creepy band! We are... Not for the Squeamish! We're not for the weak! You attempt to digest us, but you're really just a geek! We are... Not for the Squeamish! Do you like a good scare? We're ugly and grotesque come and listen if you dare! From ghastly horror films To grisly comic art We cut out your throat And feast on your heart Late night creature-features and twisted movie magazines, We embrace all that's decrepit, while you puke out your spleens! We are... Not for the Squeamish! We're not for the weak! You attempt to digest us, but you're really just a geek! We are... Not for the Squeamish! Do you like a good scare? We're ugly and grotesque come and listen if you dare! Grab your barf bags and up-chuck cups! Sit back and listen to us maniacal fuck-ups! Are we just a good laugh, or something truly vile? Try again if you can drop dead as we smile!
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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera A malignant malpractitioner of malevolent malice performs his most ghastly operation on your senses in this macabre masterpiece unpleasantly titled... SHRIEK WELL BEFORE DYING!
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Lyrics by: Elektrokutioner Late at night he appears You hold your breath The evil doctor holds A scalpel of death Your life slips by No time to cry Look in his eye Soon you will die! Your life slips by No time to cry Look in his eye Soon you will die! Blood is pouring out Your body grows weak Out comes your tongue And still you shriek! Shriek Well Before Dying! Shriek Well Before Dying! The mad surgeon Obsessed with bloodshed Late at night he appears You hold your breath The evil doctor holds A scalpel of death Your life slips by No time to cry Look in his eye Soon you will die! Your life slips by No time to cry Look in his eye Soon you will die! Shriek Well Before Dying! Shriek Well Before Dying! Another lifeless stiff Sent to the morgue
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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera Here's another one for you lurid listeners who are into ghostly tales of dread! A haunting apparition comes back from the dead and wants to send shivers up and down your crooked spines! Yes, those bony hands on the back of your neck belong to a rotted corpse! This is... A COLD ENCOUNTER!
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Lyrics by: Vanessa Nocera He sees a flash of red among the snow Reminding him of her crimson cloak Fresh drops of blood, he follows the trail Leading him towards the mouth of Hell! She's cold skin and bone Shrouded in red A cold encounter With the dead She's cold skin and bone Shrouded in red A cold encounter With the dead He walks to the figure standing in the trees He stands in shock at what he sees A rotted cloth wrapped a corpse in lull She stood with frosted eyes sunken deep into her skull
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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera Who is that rapping at your door?! Perhaps someone you wouldn't like to meet so soon in... LIFE? HAHAHA! Ooooh, I hear your flesh crawling now...! Shake his hand, won't you?! Open your eyes and... MEET THE REAPER!!
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Lyrics by: Stevo Your skull cracked open, brains exposed Choke to death on your guts, your corpse to be disposed Tied to the stake, instruments of death The flames dance and sear your flesh, It drips in molten piles Split from head to toe, ribs ripped through your chest Twisted limbs, de-animation, necrotic suicide Forgotten... Forsaken... Denied... Feel the steel, tongue removed Final curtain call for the protagonist of doom Graveyard assassin, waiting in the dark The sound of the chainsaw screaming in the night Force the tool through your gut as they rip out your heart Decapitated, amputated, disemboweled inside Now it's clear your end is near They speak in tongues we all doth fear As darkness falls and slays the light, Look left, look right PREPARE TO DIE Your safety once was just a thought That never occurred to you was nought As death arrives, your dread is deeper Open your eyes and MEET THE REAPER!! Now you're dead, dropped in a hole Your loved ones pray for your mortal soul Brutal ways to die, you could never conceive Zipped up in a body bag, another piece of shredded meat Mangled corpses rotting from this heinous killing spree You snooze, you lose, your TOMBSTONE = DECEASED
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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera OH... You're still here! Wanting more terror tales? You're in luck! Here's one for you grave-dwellers out there who roam loathsome labyrinths of headstones seeking ghosts and goblins... Are you alone in the BONEYARD tonight?! Prepare yourselves for... GRAVE UNDERTAKINGS!!!
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Lyrics by: Billy Nocera Mysterious surroundings in a vast maze of doom A cemetery haunts you to a decrepit state of gloom You see the warning signs written below your feet A deadly curse begins as the dead hear your heart beat Grave Undertakings You shouldn't be here at all Grave Undertakings Soon you will feel death's call Grave Undertakings You shouldn't be here at all Grave Undertakings Soon you will feel death's call Knee deep in bones and ancient skulls and ashes Shivers run down your spine as a bolt of lighting flashes The ground caves in and you sink within the earth A skeletal arm grabs your throat, the dead begin their rebirth Grave Undertakings You shouldn't be here at all Grave Undertakings Soon you will feel death's call Grave Undertakings You shouldn't be here at all Grave Undertakings Soon you will feel death's call
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Lyrics by: Elektrokutioner The citizens gather around With deadly thoughts in their minds They venture out at night A human sacrifice they will find Some young fools that they see They are the chosen ones to die Devilish deeds to perform And hang their corpses to the sky When the sun goes down They will be - The Roast of the Town! No more fucking around They will be - The Roast of the Town! The funeral pyres burning bright They will be - The Roast of the Town! Undead will have their revenge tonight They will be - The Roast of the Town! The Roast of the Town! The Roast of the Town! A celebration has begun As your body now hangs You thought they were normal folk But now you can see their fangs! Tied to the stake, upside down Your blood runs to your head They tap your neck maliciously AS they toast you till your death When the sun goes down They will be - The Roast of the Town! Blood flows to the sinister sound They will be - The Roast of the Town! The funeral pyres burning bright They will be - The Roast of the Town! Next round's on you tonight They will be - The Roast of the Town! They will be - The Roast of the Town! They will be - The Roast of the Town! You can RUN…but you can't hide!!
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Lyrics by: Lucio Holocausto Fuck all those hackneyed stories of the horrific Rot Island Hog, But torpid faerie tales told for faddish teenaged folly … UGHHH! The terribly loathsome tusked-thing lurks still the lurid night … Shambling and slobbering and stalking and snorting … SHOCKING! For bestial carnage does its cruel brute’s blood boil And huge axe in hand, the hate-pig hunts its pitiful human prey! Revolting and ravenous, the hulking razorback hungers for revenge And belching forth black horrid breath, the hideous beast HOWLS! Do you godforsaken boneheads dare beckon the dreadful Gore Boar? If you be so besotted … Barricade your windows and bar your doors! Because your unfortunate fate is foretold, frightful and utterly foul … And you will know the Horror is here when you hear the HOWL! The morbid and macabre does the Horror-hounding Hog monger And noisome shrieking Death knells are sweet to its sensibilities. But forbearance and forgiveness are unknown to the fearsome fiend! Bastards who would the Boar betray are beheaded and butchered. Do you godforsaken boneheads dare beckon the dreadful Gore Boar? If you be so besotted … Barricade your windows and bar your doors! Because your unfortunate fate is foretold, frightful and utterly foul … And you will know the Horror is here when you hear the HOWL! The hideous swine swallows their hearts whole whilst yet shuddering And then with utter viciousness, welters in their vulgar wet viscera … Grotesque and gorging and gruesome and grunting … GROSS! And haunting the pitch-black night, the perverse Hell-pig HOWLS!
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Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera Well, well, well...you made it through ALIVE, but... One more spooky scroll for you crusty cretins! Remember this fellow?! A mad surgeon looking to Re-ORGAN-ize his insides, and have his revenge on the appalling human race! Watch out for his deadly tools and zombie horde... and get ready to be... Re-ORGAN-ized!!!
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Lyrics by: Stevo I'm the ghoul of the medical profession! Back for a new experiment Shunned by those who called me MAD I will have my revenge!!! I've mastered the art of re-animating the dead Only one thing left to do Disembowel myself to return to life More powerful than ever before!!! When I return immortal I will create a zombie horde To destroy the world that hated me And rule my undead world eternally!!! As midnight strikes, I use my tools to slice myself and fondle my grue I grasp my spleen and force it where My intestines were originally! I turn my stomach upside down And use my kidneys to wrap around My dying heart that sprays the walls With the blood of my life that was spat upon! Re-ORGAN-IZED!! The dead will walk Re-ORGAN-IZED!! They are my slaves! Re-ORGAN-IZED!! I rearranged my guts! Re-ORGAN-IZED!! No one will be saved!!! With my last breath I close the incision Of my blasphemed rotten husk Choking on blood I grasp the table And await my death nerve's spasmodic twitch My horrible eyelids see no more As the remains of my innards slide to the floor When they do open once again I'll CRUSH this earth I'll rule again!!! Re-ORGAN-IZED!! The deed is done, the die is cast Re-ORGAN-IZED!! When I return you'll breathe your last!!
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about

TOMBSTONES have risen from beneath the ground! In the middle of the dark, damp night, a bone-chilling shriek is heard in the distance…you are compelled by morbid curiosity to determine the source of the cry. You arrive at the massive wooden door of what appears to be a charnel house from an older, more sinister age…as you work the rusty handle and struggle to slowly open the door, the ages-old stench of the forgotten dead fills your nostrils. In the pitch blackness, you can barely make out the features of the repulsive resting place…you approach a doorway that leads into an unknown chamber…as you cautiously turn to enter, you feel a cold, bony hand on your shoulder. More hands clutch at you…you realize it’s too late to scream, and if you could nobody would hear you…as your feeble heart begins to burst, the rotted, decrepit undead inhabitants of this ghastly tomb slowly rip your limbs to shreds…

TOMBSTONES is the new band from Stevo of the infamous horror/gore legends IMPETIGO! His first death metal vocal performance since 1992's classic "Horror of the Zombies"! This album is 2 years in the making and it's finally here in all of its gory-glory! Features Patrick Bruss from Crypticus and Elektrokutioner from Decrepitaph! This is the ultimate horror-influenced Razorback release ever! Catchy, heavy, creative, twisted, maniacal, and ORIGINAL terror-ific DEATH METAL madness!

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released July 21, 2010

TOMBSTONES is:
Stevo: Creepy Gore Shrieks of Death
Patrick: Shredding from Beyond the Grave
Elektrokutioner: Voodoo Drums

Recorded from May 2008 - May 2010
Mixing and Mastering by: Patrick Bruss
Produced by: Billy and Vanessa Nocera
All interludes written by: Vanessa Nocera
Cover art by: Eric "ROT" Engelmann

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