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The Devil Finds a Way
02:33
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Like the dirt beneath my fingernails
He always finds a way
Days and nights and holy folks
He always finds a way
Hey boys
(Hey boys)
Hey boys
(Hey boys)
The devil finds a way
Ain't no use in struggling
I live to sing his praise
Lucifer I'm yours for my remaining days
Just when you thought I'd sober up
He always finds a way
Just like the binge after the bump
He always finds a way
Hey girls
(Hey girls)
Hey girls
(Hey girls)
The devil finds a way
Ain't no use in struggling
I live to sing his praise
Lucifer I'm yours for my remaining days
All seven deadly sins won't pin me down in shame
Lucifer I'm yours for my remaining days
this old soul of mine's worth nothin' anyways
this old soul of mine's worth nothin' anyways
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Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Lucifer's the light of the world
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Lucifer's the sun of the world
Eve walked down to the garden
Serpent said "Shall we begin?"
If God up above wants you so dumb
What kinda devil does that make him?
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Lucifer's the light of the world
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Lucifer's the sun of the world
Adam's scorn was upon Eve
He said "Woman, you made me sin"
Eve said "The true God came down from above"
Took a snake just to let the light in
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Lucifer's the light of the world
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Lucifer's the sun of the world
God came down from heaven
Said "What have you two done?"
They said "If that's the kind of God you're gonna be
Maybe heaven ain't so much fun"
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Tell me what's that light?
Lucifer's the light
Lucifer's the light of the world
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Tell me what's that sun?
Lucifer's the sun
Lucifer's the sun of the world
Tell me what's that love?
Lucifer's love Tell me what's that love?
Lucifer's love Tell me what's that love?
Lucifer's the love Lucifer's the love of the world
Lucifer's the love of the world
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When I reach the gates of Hell
Lord that devil's gone let me in
When I reach the Gates Of Hell
Lord that devil's gone let me in
Glory Glory Hallelujah
Here’s to living a life of sin
When I reach the gates of hell
Lord that devil's gunna let me in
I've got voices in my head
And I’ve got bourbon on my breath
I got voices in my head
And I got bourbon on my breath
Put them two things together
Bound to wind up with a mess
Oh the Devil made me do it
I’m pure evil I confess
It won’t be hard to find me
Cause I left a trail of blood
It won’t be too hard to find me
Cause I left this trail of blood
I’ll be shooting up the police
When they come to pick me up
No I ain’t afraid of dying
Cuz I know where I’m goin'
When I reach the gates of Hell
Lord that devil's gone let me in
When I reach the Gates Of Hell
Lord that devil's gone let me in
Glory Glory Hallelujah
Here’s to living a life of sin
When I reach the gates of hell
Lord that devil's gunna let me in
When I reach the gates of hell
Lord that devil's gunna let me in
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4. |
Faith Is Suicide
03:12
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You make it real
The scribblings of man
You make it real
The book you’ve never read
You make it real
And let them in your head
You make it real
A self worth left for dead
You make it real
The sacrificial lamb
You make it real
The torment of the damned
You make it real
You let them in your bed
You make it real
A self worth left for dead
Let your hands become untied
Faith is nothing more than suicide
Let your wings fall from the sky
Stand before the myth and testify
You make it real
The scribblings of man
You make it real
The book you’ve never read
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Arbitrary Morals
02:35
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Satan don’t think it’s dirty
Satan yeah he applauds
The way
You love
And the ways you want and need to be touch
Holy man he’s fucking nauseating
Holy man he fornicates
In shame, and pain, the kind that
Leads to frustration and hate
Crimes
And it‘s high time
You mosey on down
To the other side
With I
And celebrate the fact
That were still here and alive
You ain’t gotta do
Nothin' You don’t wanna
But if you wanna you could have as much as you like
That’s right
Kill your arbitrary morals
For an all filling life
And in the back of every sane boy’s mind
He knows the after life’s a lie
We never don’t know how many
Thumps that we’ve got
Before our time is up
And in the back of every same girl’s mind
She knows the after life’s a lie
Death just a little bitty jack in the box
Getin' all wound up
Any moment she will pop up
Satan don’t think it’s dirty
Satan yeah he applauds
The way
you love
And the ways you want and need to be touch
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6. |
Ash + Smoke
02:31
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I’m going back
To the Mountain I came from
Airing out the stench
Of my own kin
And the way I was raised
If it’s about pride
Then why do them wear them hoods
To hide
Everything but their beady eyes
All Red & white and ragged?
Uncle Jack
Gets the Axe in the back of the head
aunt Janie up there swinging
By the old swayin' rope
And My Grandfather Paul, the patriarch of it all
All we gone leave of him is the ash & smoke
Conservative fear
Yeah boy that's all they are is scared
I’ll be the one to justify the shit
In their overalls
Shun their own kind
When the rhetoric don’t align
Blood never meant much
To old country cucks
So why should it to me
Cousin James all hacked away
lookin like Folger and Tate
If the Digging Is too slow
The hogs can gobble him up whole
My racist grandma
Doused in grain alcohol
All we gone leave of her is the ash & smoke
Uncle Jack
Gets the Axe in the back of the head
Aunt Janie up there swinging
By the old swayin' rope
My grandfather Paul, the patriarch of it all
All we gone leave of him is the ash
All gone leave of him is ash and
All we gone leave of him is the ash & smoke
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7. |
A Trip of Goats
01:15
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I rambled this land
Low on my luck
Till just by chance
Im at this pub
A conversation
Struck me up
His name was Beelzebub
He said
You’re suffering
So I must ask
Why don’t you walk
The left hand path
You’ve been ignored
A thousand times
send me your prayers instead
I drank all night
W the Lord of the skies
No longer did I
care if I
Fit in or apologized
For I had been set free
So when
you’re slippin,
Losing hope
Find your way
To Our trip of goats
The hated others,
And Wayward souls
The goddamn unholy outside
I rambled this land
Low on my luck
Till just by chance
Im at this pub
A conversation
Struck me up
His name was Beelzebub
His name was Beelzebub
His name was Beelzebub
His name was Beelzebub
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8. |
Christ Myth
03:23
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“A peasant wouldn’t leave a trail”
But isn’t he a God?
Peasants don’t get crucifiedfor sacrificial fraud?
“He’s Accepted by all faiths”
“He must have walked the land”
Those deities have scriptures too of biased reach & span
No morsel of evidence
Except for Mathew, Luke, and John
Those fools they weren’t real either, the holiest of cons
Christ Myth
Persists through centuries
Keep on digging
You won’t ever find a thing
Christ Myth
Persist through centuries
Keep on digging
You wont find a goddamn thing
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In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
With the strength of all our fallen friends
Religion couldn’t touch
We won’t wait till the end of our days
To finally feel ok
That preacher got no say
Your god is merely just a monger of hate
He only likes em scared and straight
eternal Chick Fil A
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
With the strength of all our fallen friends
Religion couldn’t touch
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
Lord the biggest hearts are always
Amongst the blasphemous
We got nothing to confess
Carving 6’s in our chests
While we practice a mass mass
We don’t give no priest respect
It’s all a front for child sex
Fuck the Pope he’s in on it
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
With the strength of all our fallen friends
Religion couldn’t touch
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
Lord the biggest hearts are always
Amongst the blasphemous
—-
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
With the strength of all our fallen friends
Religion couldn’t touch
In Satan's name rise up
In Satan's name rise up
From the pits of hell my diaphragm
Screams hail to Baphomet
In Satan’s name rise up
In Satan’s name rise up
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10. |
The Beast
02:47
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When you’re desperate for a new place to hide
I am your skeleton key
When you feel exposed and and vulnerable
I guard the gates to where you sleep
I am the only earthly flesh you truly need
I am the beast
I am the beast
When the hunt has left me weary
You are the place i sink my teeth
And when I’m foaming at the crevices
Nobody else quite meets the need
And someplace deep down you know it low key
You are the beast
Your are the beast
When your adorer took a lethal fall
Spilled their brain on the street
That was an air tight coffin alibi
You dream up just for me
That wasn’t even my corpse in the car fire last week
But now we can serve each other faithfully
Because
We are the beast
We are the beast
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Bradley Palermo Los Angeles, California
Bradley Palermo & The Shadow Queens released the new "Praise & Worship" LP on Friday October 13th, 2023. It's a dark folk tribute to Satanism, with undertones of distorted guitar leads, punk rock bass guitar, and gritty percussion.
Bradley Palermo recommends:
"Pretty songs about ugly things". Check out this dark folk trio from Vista, CA. They're my good friends, and we even did an EP cover each other's songs
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The one and only Typesetter from Chicago, IL. Their sophomore record is full of artful yet catchy gems. Also, most of this band is involved in someway in my "Shadow Queens" releases.
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