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Cult Of Snap - Snap

"Groove is quick but thick no trick words manifest Lyrics I lick (hype as hype and SNAP made it hyper) Beat to the brain like a bullet from a sniper When the loser smooth like a cruiser Beat the beat down I'm"

A Sick Cult - Some Girls

"I'm sipping cold and slow while careful to keep my legs closed The sun's not solid gold, but no one knows The doors are deadlocked but the whores aren't wedlocked A wish list of marital bliss in an answerless"

Red Oyster Cult - Guster

"Doesn't it bring you down So many lights and sounds Call your mom on the telephone Tell her you're coming home Tell her there's not a chance You're ever going to change the world If you want to be free,"

Blue Oyster Cult - Blue

"I am becalmed in virtueLost to nothing on a bay of dreamsWarm weather and a holocaustThe tears of God flow as I bleedLeft to die by two good friendsAbandoned me and put to sleepOn a shore where oyster"

Blood Lunar Cult - Diabolos Rising

"White throats filled with burning fluid Blood-red angry rivers of life Boiled in the odors of sin Flowin with a mesmeric sound Like offsprings of primordial chants Blind by the uncoloured light Raging"

Witch Cult Ternion - Blackthorn

"Sisters, The fateful Moment is Truly imminent We'll open gates of timeless fear Forked tongues of our fires grow And lick a sky undone – Preluding the evenfall when we’ll drag down and lacerate the great"

Cult Of Crucifixion - Virgin Black

"I will wander I will gather my flowers Withered and how soon forgotten Sing with passion Sing with vehemence A grief too sad for song I pick the gravel from my eyes I need no words I am a face rid of features Curse"

Texas Cult Song - GrimSkunk

"I'm not a man I'm God's only son Humanity is sick And work needs to be done If you want to follow me Surrender yourself I will make you free Some people think they always know what's going on Can never"

Cult Of The Dead - Legion Of The Damned

"The holy cloth, the foul priest The holy cross, hands that bleed Unholy prayer, my sacrilege A coward's crown, my blasphemy Cult of the dead Curse the saviour Curse him until death Cult of the dead Curse"

Cult Of The Hunter - Ghoul

"Up in the Volkov mountains In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter's home A monster of metal lies buried Under ten thousand tons of stone To wield a weapon so powerful Its owner would conquer and rule"

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