ROAD TO RUIN VERSE 1: If you look you can see the flame Fire in the eyes of the slain Their demon wings are flapping, boney jaws snap, The roar of a stampede. Now you smell the piss. How did it ever come to this? You can feel your mother's breast. Take flight boy, it's time to get tested. PRE-CHORUS: This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! Turn your lilly tail, what the fuck are you doin'? This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! You're on the Road to Ruin! I may be a dick but I'm here for the screwin'. CHORUS: This evil man inflamed. White teeth and a blood red cape. Death dealing is a game. You're the meal upon my plate. VERSE 2: Oh feet don't fail me now. It's time for games, boy howdy. In Hell we like to get naughty. Don't fear your butt's about to get crowded. These ain't the 7 seas. That ain't no lime disease. But I'm a booty pirate. That shit's funny, AW keep quiet. PRECHORUS 2: This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! A fine instrument in need of tunin'. This is the Road to Ruin! This is the Road to Ruin! You're on the Road to Ruin! You got that man-crease I'm about to put the glue in. CHORUS: This evil man inflamed. White teeth and a blood red cape. Death dealing is a game. You're the meal upon my plate. EXTENDED CHORUS: No need for sacred cows. I'm hungry, anyhow. You got my stomach growlin'. And this whole city will hear you howlin'. Don't need to be confused. No need to feel abused. Don't need to know what to do. I'm talkin' 'bout raping dudes.

WELCOME TO GROAMVILLE lyrics by Sam Sibilsky With red eyes and soft flesh he welcomes you to... On a pale horse at midday Like a bowl full of mudskipping nematoads They come from the highest mountain Bloodied wings in a low muddy riverbed Skulking out of the treetops circling Groamville where they lay the dead Walking bony legs Blue veins pumping lead Fresh wounds in a salty ocean Down tracks of steel Rolling wheels as true as phantoms scabby brain full of slime ridden wriggling little worms always howling and that's how they planned it They come from the highest mountain Bloodied wings in a low muddy riverbed Skulking out of the treetops circling Groamville where they lay the dead They come from the highest mountain Bloodied wings in a low muddy riverbed Skulking out of the treetops circling Groamville where they lay the dead They come from the highest mountain Bloodied wings in a low muddy riverbed Skulking out of the treetops circling Groamville where they lay 'em © GROAMVILLE / ENTELODON 2014

SONS OF THUNDER Lyrics by Sam Sibilsky Yesterday digging a hole for my hogs Black smoke was rising out of the bog Through the dirt on my face I couldn’t quite see Darkness and evil was coming for me The horses all ran and I could not get away Lightening struck like a cage on all sides Like Satan himself what more can I say Not left but death on a crimson horizon And now we’re running you down We’re driving you under We came for the crown we stay for the plunder WHOA Plunder The sky pulled apart like freshly baked bread The clouds seemed to scream I couldn’t hear what they said My wife and child gone it’s better this way So they don’t have to face the fear I face today There was a serpent a thousand feet long A million red goat beasts carnivorous donkeys The downfall was swift a man waiting there White teeth and red eyes said bring on the nightmare And now we’re running you down We’re driving you under We came for the crown we stay for the plunder You know we came from the ground to tear you asunder We ain’t clowning around we’re the sons of thunder And now we’re running you down We’re driving you under We came for the crown we stay for the plunder You know we came from the ground to tear you asunder We ain’t clowning around we’re the sons of thunder 2009 © GROAMVILLE / ENTELODON

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