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The Scorpion
04:05
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THE SCORPION
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Tattooed flesh and the scent of death
A pernicious lust for your last breath
She brings both misfortune and pain
Yet you'll invite her in again and again
Where there’s a will there’s a way
Her heart is dark, you wear the mark, a price that you must pay
All your dreams will turn to disaster
You can chase the dragon, but she always runs faster
She's the scorpion
The betrayer
She's the scorpion
The soothsayer
Haunted like a broken promise
Bitter like a fallen goddess
You look for answers that cannot be found
A twist of fate, a darkness unbound
Centuries of discord and disarray
No talisman can keep her at bay
She sees your future and it’s drowning in blood
You bring desire, she’ll bring the fire …and then the flood
She’ll bring the fire
And then the flood
Enchanted by the shadows
Bathing in your lies
The Scorpion
will steal the pennies from your eyes
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Breakfast At Tisiphone's
03:42
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Breakfast at Tisiphone’s
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Here you come with your poison pen
And your forked tongue diggin’ your own grave again
Fire your tiny arrows into this inferno
Fuck you, bitch! Let’s go!
Whoa-oh-oh Baby
I’ve put a curse on you
To the Gods of Death
I have offered you
Whoa-oh-oh Baby
I’ve put a curse on you
To the Gods of Death
I have offered you
Always out to milk that sympathy
How about breakfast at Tisiphone’s?
Revenge, a dish best served cold
Like my jokes, you won’t get old
My inner-beast has come out of stasis
to wipe that smile off both of your faces
And crush your bones into the dirt
Darling, it’s gonna hurt
Yeah, I see you
Plotting and scheming with your cabal of dirty rotten skanks
Well, this coven fights as one
And we choose vengeance
I see a liar shifting gears
Shrivelled by the salt from your crocodile tears
There’s no reason to fear the fraud
You’ve been de-clawed
Tired of your third-rate villainy
We rejoice in your suffering and misery
Watching you writhe in mud
Choking on your own blood
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Sabrina
04:10
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SABRINA
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
It’s nearly time for the ceremony
A dark baptism, unholy
Stop slumming with mortals
And embrace who you are
Master the unseen arts
Unleash the power of the Morningstar
Half human Half witch
All devil
Sabrina
Sign your name in the book of the beast
Sabrina
Show us how wicked you can be
Don’t deny your Dark Lord’s right
You belong to the church of night
Fulfil the prophecy with blood
It feels so great to be up to no good
Spellman
You’re so dramatic
Show us
Your blackest magic
Charismatic
and satanic
Show us
Your blackest magic
Why serve in Heaven
If you can rule in Hell?
There’s never a bad time
To cast a spell
Sign your name
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The Witching Hour
04:43
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The Witching Hour
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Can you feel the magic in the air?
The whispers in the dark, the passion that we share
Can you feel the magic in the air?
Fever takes us there
I hear Lucifer calling
Another angel is falling
Enacting ancient rites
We'll feast on flesh tonight
Let’s dance through the witching hour
Come dance with the dead
Let’s dance through the witching hour
Come dance with the dead
A drop of blood in the cauldron
A demonic possession
The children of Lilith
Bathe in the blood moon’s light
Hearts beat faster
Flames get higher
Feel the fire
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Bring Out Your Dead
03:20
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Bring Out Your Dead
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
The undead have left their tombs
Werewolves howl at the moon
Evil clowns carrying balloons
Here come the damned
Brought back to life by a virus
Cold eyes shine like diamonds
In the palm of a dead man’s hand
It’s Halloween so Bring out your dead
The wine runs free and the blood runs red
The locals fight and the vampires bite
We’re gonna party with the devil tonight
It’s Halloween so Bring out your dead
The shadow man stands over your bed
A ghoul’s in the graveyard dining on flesh
Having fun making such a mess
A celebration of the arcane
The little deaths drive us insane
Hot sex in Satan’s name
The beast inside is glad that you came
Someone’s home but I’m not in
Come and meet my evil twin
Someone’s home but I’m not in
Come and meet my evil twin
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Toxic
04:03
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TOXIC
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
You think we’re friends but I’m laughing at you
Play my game, you’ve been set up to lose
I thrive on chaos and seeing you fall
Dancing in the ashes as I watch you crawl
I’m your never-ending darkness
I’m like a jackal with a carcass
I’m Toxic
I’ll ruin everything
I’m Toxic
The hooks are sunk deep in
I’m Toxic
You’ll never get me out of your mind
I’m Toxic
The living Hell of your own design
You can dance in the rain
But I’ll make sure you drown
An invisible chain, an unattainable crown
Tight leather and denim
You want some of that venom
As I’m turning your world into a ghost town
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Mirror Demon
03:10
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MIRROR DEMON
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Your eyes pierce deep into my soul
It’s time for you to take control
Are you my friend or are you my foe?
Are you the one to lay waste my woes?
I’ve been dead for such a long long time
Now bring me back to life
You drag me further from the light
With your rapacious appetites
There’s something evil in the mirror
And it’s staring back at me
There’s something evil in the mirror
The only demon that I need
Break the shackles and sever the ties
The wreck that decays in the depths will rise
Let the savage chew their bones
We’re dancing with the Devil in the danger zone
You’re the thorn stabbed through my tongue
And the spider crawling through my mind
A tornado in this desert of lies
Another icon to despise
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Molly Leigh
03:28
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Molly Leigh
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
In the 18th Century
There was a strange old woman named Molly Leigh
Labelled a witch coz she rarely went to church
And hit every branch down on the ugly tree
She lived alone just outside Burslem
Her only friend was her pet raven
It gave her powers from the underworld
And spied for her, or so we’re told
One grave stands out from the rest
It’s north to south, not east to west
Come to St John’s and see
Here lies Molly Leigh
People say to this day
Her ghost is never far away
The kids still sing you can’t catch me
As they dance round the tomb of Molly Leigh
And after Molly had passed away
She was seen in town, so the locals say
All their misfortune was blamed on her
No thanks to the backwards reverend Spencer
Her body was exhumed and staked through the heart
And her tomb was moved ninety degrees
Her raven thrown in with her to die
To trap the spirit of poor Molly Leigh
The sun goes down
On the mother town
Maybe you’ll see
The ghost of Molly Leigh
The beer turns sour
In the witching hour
It might just be
The ghost of Molly Leigh
Or did they lie
To justify
Intolerance and
Ignorance
In the potteries
Outcasts like me
Raise a glass
to Molly Leigh
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Vampires
04:51
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Vampires
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Living in the blackened lungs of the city
Wearing the masks of the old gods to make us feel pretty
As we try to get higher than the angels and turn back time
Love withers like flowers at a roadside shrine
And the chaos keeps repeating
The leech fell off but the wound wouldn't stop bleeding
And we’ve nowhere left to turn
There’s nothing to forgive but plenty to burn
And we’ve nowhere left to run
We’re like vampires hiding from the sun
All of the ugliness in the world
Is hiding behind smiles and plastic faces
They’re like cannibals eyeing you up for the pot
You’re an insult to God yet they want what you’ve got
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Chucky
04:35
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CHUCKY
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
A serial killer once walked these streets
His name was Charles Lee Ray
Shot by the police, he hid his soul in a doll
And now he’s coming back to play
His heart is cold and his hands are bloody
He’s a Good Guy Doll but he sure as Hell ain’t your fuckin’ Buddi
Chucky
You bet he’s alive
Chucky
He’ll reach for the knives
There’ll be screams in the night and blood’s gonna spill
He’s from the 80’s and he’s ready to kill
Chucky!
He’s cooler than the blade held at your throat
A true classic never goes out of style
If you fuck with the Chuck, you’ll be checking out
He lives for the body count
He’s a two-foot-tall terror, a reaper in rubber
A twisted and sadistic bad motherfucker
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Sugar-Coated Terror
04:16
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SUGAR-COATED TERROR
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
I’m just a beggar
Addicted to your sugar-coated terror
Cruelty with a smile
Satan in black leather
Forlorn like a nun in porn
We’re stained with denial
Baptised in scorn but always in style
We’re so exquisitely vile
These scars on my heart
These scars on my heart
Are a map that leads right back to you
These scars on my heart
These scars on my heart
Are a map that leads right back to you
You were caught with your fingers in Pandora’s box
But no-one bothered to change the locks
Now the predator needs to be fed
You turn me on like a gun to my head
I can’t think about anybody else
When I think about you, I…I cut myself
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Tears Of The Gods
04:23
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TEARS OF THE GODS
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Razor sharp shards of shattered dreams
Pave the road between passion and madness
Your bones picked clean by the ones you loved
The pieces fit together like a hand in a velvet glove
When the tears of the gods are falling
When the acid rain comes down
I hear the echoes of lost souls calling
Don’t cut your hands on the broken crown
Now I’m standing in the rain
This vortex of fear driving me insane
A ringing in my ear like the sweet song of the sirens
Enticing me towards these rocky coasts again
You still talk to ghosts, but they’re so tired of listening
These sterile tombs that you keep re-visiting
Rotting memories fertilising fantasies
Under the shadow of the sword of Damocles
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Thirteen Steps To The Gallows
(Lyrics by Dan Peach)
Hear the howl of the wolves
The screech of the bats
Feel the freezing fog
As she prepares to attack
A ghostly silhouette
stands over your bed
A bite on your throat
Now you walk with the dead
She’s walked thirteen steps to the gallows
And she returns in the dead of the night
Chaos in her heart and vengeance in her eyes
When the countess returns, everybody dies
The Devil’s bride
Whispers in the wind, a chill runs down your spine
Temptress mine
Endless suffering, unholy plague divine
All hope dies
Terror in the air, she stalks her prey tonight
Some say she’s a witch
Some say she’s a ghost
A vampire, Satan’s slave
A blood-soaked spectre from beyond the grave
Crimson wine
Eternal life, a scourge on mankind
Queen of lies
A beautiful temptress, a Goddess unkind
Blood will flow
A coquettish killer, the blackest widow
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They have been described as a 'female-fronted Alice Cooper'. Other influences include The Misfits, Kiss, The Cult, Ghost, and The 69 Eyes amongst many others.
The band formed in 2004 and their debut album 'I Use My Powers For Evil' was released in 2006.
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