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Your Turn to Die

by The Watcher

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1.
Your Turn to Die There’s nowhere to run there’s nowhere to hide The hounds will find your scent tonight You’ve gotta believe me I ain’t telling you lies The curtain is closed now it’s your turn to die I see through shadows and watch them all dance with the light Blasphemous whispers withholding the truth deep inside A vortex of questions await will you answer in time There’s no time left, your fate’s spelled out on the wall It’s cast in blood and stone once and for all Can’t try to deny it Hell it is nigh No road to redemption it’s your turn to die Drained them of blood now it’s time to repay what you’ve stole Hungry and ravenous, now they’ll all feast on your soul It’s only fitting in hell you shall reap what you sow You bastards! Hear it on high! You know it is coming! It’s your turn to die!
2.
Until it Bleeds I hear the spirits crying out A deafening and dreadful sound These ain’t just voices in my head Lifes Agony from the dead They’ll try and call it blasphemy Swallow your soul for all to see Lunatic of heresy Spread your wings and fly with me Spires pierce the darkened skies Flowing colors through my eyes The moment drawing ever closer Just when you think you’ve been set free They’ll tear at you, until it bleeds Until it bleeds Can’t you hear the screams? Fighting to be freed Ripping flesh to feed They’ll tear at you Until it bleeds I flew to close to the sun Eternal embers fade to dust A million stars once lit the way Now only darkness has its say A frozen wasteland down below No cold I ever wish to know Make me blind and let me go Amongst the ruins bitter snow Dragging chains, dust to dust This roads not paved in love and trust Evil engine burning to consume you Just when you think you’ve been set free They’ll tear at you, until it bleeds Until it bleeds Can’t you hear the screams? Fighting to be freed Flesh for all to feed They’ll tear at you Until it bleeds
3.
Judgement Day Stolen visions from beyond My mind has left to wander on Reality’s misshapen dream Turns to feral rotting screams No telling graves from their dust Hell on earth began with us The war horse turns its wagon wheels Desecrate the final seal Blood in the streets Complete agony Total defeat I don’t know what’s going on Madness reigns over everyone This must be the kingdom come Abomination’s only son Here I swore I’d have my say For the ones I wish I’d saved It all means nothing on Judgement Day Drowned by life you’ve drawn last breath There’s no time left for you to sweat The dogs keep biting at your heels Hungry for their savage meal Stronger men than you have failed Life’s endless struggle, thinly veiled Cain’s fist raises to the sky Now's the time for you to die Blood in the streets No soul is born free Listen to me I don’t know what’s going on Madness reigns over everyone This must be the kingdom come Abomination’s only son Here I swore I’d have my say For the ones I wish I’d saved It all means nothing on Judgement Day If you wish for all to know Then you must let yourself be known Cast your words into the fire Or watch them vanish in the ire Winds of plague are here to stay Long thereafter, Judgement Day

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P. Reed - Vocals
M. Furst - Guitars & Bass
C. Spraker - Drums

All music by M. Furst
All lyrics by P. Reed

Recorded at Dead Air Studios • November 2017

Vocals recorded by Bob Reed at Casa De Dijon Studio • December 2020

Mixed and Mastered by Will Killingsworth a Dead Air • January 2021

Logo by Reuben Storey

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released April 2, 2021

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The Watcher Boston, Massachusetts

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Max Furst
Paden Reed
Chris Spraker

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