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Danzig
Danzig


Background information
Origin Lodi, New Jersey, United States
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Hard Rock
Industrial Metal
Doom Metal
Gothic Metal
Years active 1987—present
Label(s) Hollywood Records
Restless Records
American Recordings
The End Records
Spitfire Records
E-Magine Records
Associated acts Misfits
Samhain
Website Website
Members
Glenn Danzig
Tommy Victor
Johnny Kelly
Steve Zing
Former members
Eerie Von
John Christ
Chuck Biscuits
Joey Castillo
Josh Lazie
Todd Youth
Howie Pyro
Bevan Davies



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Danzig Album


Deth Red Sabaoth (06/22/2010)
06/22/2010
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Pyre of Souls: Incanticle
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Death head smiles
The hammer strikes
Thundering the names
Everything you know is naught
And never be regained

The spear is thrust
The iron sparks
Cutting through the lamb
Cults of death
And Ragnarok
Calling down the end

Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Hammer of the gods at hand

Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Hammer of the gods at hand

Grinning death
Wooden like
Courses through your breath
Everything you knew is dead
And never live again

The hammer strikes
Upon the land
Knights of lightning raise
Every living thing you knew
Will never be the same

Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Hammer of the gods at hand

Can you feel it
Can you feel it
Hammer of the gods at hand

Knights of lightning raise
Knights of lightning raise

. . .


Hell it comes
Bitch in black
Headless serpent
The darkest path
Triple steel
Thunder roll
Hell it comes
Bornless cold

Hell it comes
Damned whore
Got a belt made of human skulls
Cut you right
To your bone
Hell it comes on a Hades stroll

Revengeful
Know its name
Revengeful
Lo it came

Lo it comes
Hungry cold
It likes the bloody taste
Of love
Bitch in black
Blackest known
Hell it comes
Lo the hungry cold

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Dark things
Wander free
Keepers of the mysteries
Darkest brethren
It falls on thee
To still the breath
Of your enemies

A thousand miles
A thousand seas
I cross them all eternally
A thousand eyes
A thousand dreams
I walk among them endlessly

On the wings
Of leather and rage
I will fly
In the face of their hate
On the wings
Of leather and rage
I will have
All the things that I crave

Rebel spirits
A call to thee
On this the dawn
Of your destiny
Rebel blood
Strong and free
Will never bow to the heavenly

On the wings
Of leather and rage
I will rise
In the face of their hate
On the wings
Of leather and rage
I will take
All the things that I crave

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Tastes like you're losing your mind
Black candy is so hard to find
See how she sets you on fire
Black candy that dies on the vine
Kisses from some other time
Feels like you're starting to die

Black candy is so hard to find
See how she sets you on fire
Black candy is so hard to find

Tastes like a five-pointed high
Black candy is so hard to find
See how she never denies
Black candy that comes in the night
Lips from the hell of your mind

Black candy is so hard to find
See how she sets you on fire
Black candy is so hard to find

Tastes like you're going to expire
Black candy is what you desire
See how you're starting to spiral
Black candy that comes in the night
Kisses that just make you high

Black candy is so hard to find
Black candy is so hard to find

. . .


Hey my lady in black
Now I see you're back
Haven't seen you for a while

Kinda miss your deadly smile
On a windy night
On a windy night
On a wicked night
On a wicked night
Hey my lady in death
Have you come for my last breath?

I never thought
That we were through
I bet you knew I knew it too
I never thought
That we were through
I bet you knew that I knew it too

On a windy night
On a windy night
On a wicked night
On a wicked night

. . .


Long are the twisted vines
Growing and gnarled inside
Look and you'll find
That they never die
Long are the twisted vines

Deth red moon
Going down
Deth red moon
Burning down

Cold is the wailing night
Gone are the tranquil skies
Look 'round you'll see
All the longing eyes
Cold is the wailing night

And there's no escaping
From this hell it's making
And there's no escaping
Now

. . .


Here's a song about a little girl
That give me some trouble
So I had get me some help
From a little thing called a
Ju ju bone

Gon' get my ju ju bone
Put you right
Gon' get my ju ju bone
Take you down

Girl I think you got trouble
Girl I think that it's time
Gon' get my ju ju bone
Take you down

What in the hell
Wanna make a man
Have to break you off a little some
Of my ju ju bone

How many time
Wanna make a man
Take out his ju ju bone
Girl I think you got trouble
Girl I think that it's time
Gon' use me my ju ju bone
And take you down

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Your death has been aligned
With stars that do not shine
Their blackness calls your bane
For you know they have no shame

Let Circe look inside
The coldness of my eyes
I curse the light to die
As its brightness now subsides

Night star Hel

The world has been designed
By falling stars that shine
Their darkness comes alive
For they call no name but thine

Let mortals look aside
As dreams and fate collide
I curse the light to die
And the blackness fills the skies

Night star Hel

Your death has been designed
By stars that do not shine
The blackest calls your name
Now you'll never be the same

It whispers in your ear
That darkness that you fear
The name it speaks is cold
And its presence looming near

Night star Hel

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Pyre of Souls: Incanticle

[No lyrics]

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I was born from wisdom in chains
I was bathed
In thunder and lightning
Fire hell
Brimstone and rain
Riding out the seasons of pain

I am born time and again
I'm the wind and rain in your face
I was raised
By anger in flames
Hell you say
That is my name

I have drunk the blood of the dread
Out to put an end to their game
Feeding on an angel's remains
Dead I say
That is their name

I am the wind and rain in your face
Living on the seasons of pain
Riding out the death of an age
Hell you say
That is my name

Hell is my name

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L.H.P.
Is the road I'm on
If you'd like
You can come along
Just make sure
That it's what you want
And your will
Is strong

The brightest star
You see
Must always
Be thee
The greatest thing
You know
Comes not from above
But below

Left hand rise above

Silver flame
At my beck and call
Light the night
Of this phantom world
Secret things
That I come upon
And the veil is gone

The brightest star
You see
Must always
Be thee
The greatest thing
To be
Is to be strong
And free

Left hand rise above

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