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by Lich King

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Mascot War 04:59
One day there was a mascot war, the body count was large Metal vs. cereal, and Eddie led the charge Toucan Sam was kneecapped and his beak was smashed apart When Murray clubbed him in the face and then ripped out his heart Tony didn't feel so great when Wrex opened his head With some friendly violent fun that stupid tiger jerk was dead Not manned up and with a punch proceded to lay waste Planted a fistful of metal right in Wendell's smarmy face Silly Rabbit didn't look, was in for quite a shock When Vic Rattlehead came from behind and brained him with a rock Snaggletooth impaled Booberry on his piggy tusks And then roasted him, his breath turning the undead fiend to dust It's a mascot war Grim Reaper jumped his motorcycle through a church window There he found the Corn Flake Rooster, killed him with a solid blow Jack-O-Lantern took one of the seven keys, said "die," And then Lucky, that poor bastard got it crammed into his eye Honey Bee and Chaley battled high above the ground With a hammer of his head the winged skull, he won the round Flotzilla towered over all the battle, with a chop It was doomsday for deceivers known as Snap, Crackle and Pop Count Chocula, a wooden stake inside his heart, was slain It was placed there with no mercy by bloodthirsty Baphomet Cap'n Crunch was stomped upon and then his head was pissed Because Sargent D was coming and he was on his list There's too much at stake tonight Metal mascots take the throne Diggum's skull is gleaming white and Frankenberry dies alone Frankenberry dies alone Frankenberry dies alone Mascot war Breakfast time your time is up Show the Honeycomb thing no fear Hold fast and stand your ground Our time is now, our moment's here GOOO!
Thrashssacre 04:06
Dull and horrid, feel the low end crush Roaring panzer tank oncoming rush Gallop hard, synapses rapid fire Fingers tear at white-hot razor wire Thickened fist, toxic hammer smash Sticks are whipping, cymbals crash Keeping perfect time with the reaper's scythe Causing all the damned to writhe You're the keeper of the giant's spine Melt the flesh away and flay the mind Become doom, your nerves are pounding red You’re the herald of the angry dead Bones and blood Feel your skull go thud Conscious thought is gone Join the primal throng Blades a blur Thrashssacre Gut the throat with a monstrous yell That’s rooted in a private hell Tearing brains apart and screaming free On a brutal killing spree Battle's waging as you churn up scum Gouging faces to pulp for fun Lightning death, hard and fast and fierce A chainsaw bloodbath for the ears All together now let’s kill as one Slay the heretics, sparing none Become war, raise the dripping sword Leaders of the savage horde Rise and die In this blood soaked sty Blistered cracked and peeled axe of sharpened steel Mass murder Thrashssacre
Predator 05:43
US Special Forces Head into the jungle Hostages trapped Rescue the friendlies, eliminate hostiles Watcher above Cloaked and unseen Infra-red vision Stalking the hunted and poised to attack Skinned and hanging all the soldiers are dead Dog tags are steeping in blood Guerrilla post is found and the battle is led Bullets rain down in a flood Something is seen in the midst of the trees Anna runs and Hawkins gives chase The jungle comes alive and the soldier is seized Disappears again with no trace Predator Predator As they search for the body Jesse Ventura Struck by a laser Dead on the ground and the creature approaches Mac to the rescue He sees the monster Mind starts to break Transparent enemy with luminous eyes Machine gun fire cuts the foliage up Minigun is humming at speed Trap is set and something is cut Wild boar distraction succeeds Hunting the thing Mac and Dillon pursue I'm gonna have me some fun Mac's head is blasted apart into goo Apollo Creed's arm's off, he's done Predator Predator Time to bleed Billy, Poncho, Anna, Dutch are all that remain Get to the chopper and try to escape the insane Billy makes a stand and Dutch takes a dive Barely escaping, barely staying alive You can not see me Earth is my armor You hear me, war cry Calling you out You will not find me Easy to deal with You will not find me Easy to kill Predator Predator Predator Predator
Nuclear crypt is opened at last Out come the shambling fiends Rotten and groaning the zombies attack Heedless of anyone's screams Freed from their prisons in barrels of waste Radioactive undead Zombies are glowing they lurch and they crawl Surrounding each house that they find They know you're inside and bang on the wall They'd here to help open your mind They... have killed all the livestock You're in for a shock Double-check the lock Fear the dead that walk Toxic Zombie Onslaught x 4 Farmland is crawling with brain-eating ghouls Cities begin to infest One has attacked you you watch as it drools and it begins to feed on your flesh Freed from their prisons in barrels of waste Radioactive undead Conscious you're being devoured alive Eyes glazing over you're gone You start to glow and begin to revive Join them and get moving on You... kill all the livestock Gorge upon the flock Nuclear feast epoch You're the dead that walk Toxic Zombie Onslaught x 4
Oh wow, man ! Wait a second man. Whaddaya think the teacher's gonna look like this year ? My butt, man ! T-T-Teacher stop that screaming, teacher don't you see ? Don't wanna be no uptown fool. Maybe I should go to hell, but I'm doin' well, teacher needs to see me after school. I think of all the education that I missed. But then my homework was never quite like this. Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, I'm hot for teacher. I got it bad, so bad, I'm hot for teacher. Hey, I heard you missed us, we're back ! I brought my pencil Gimme something to write on, man I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold. I know about this school. Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold ? How did you know that golden rule ? Oh man, I think the clock is slow I don't feel tardy Class dismissed
Over there in Norway, the churches all burn down Let's go dress in goth clothes and get painted like a clown Awesome leather armbands with spikes like two feet long Hair is parted down the middle, frowning like a frog In league with the devil, talking Satan, skulls and hell Making mommy mad, cause that's original If you hate good music, then it can't hurt to go Image-conscious assholes, black metal fashion show I hope that you get hit by a bus. Why? Black metal sucks Careful not to smear your makeup. You suckr goth clothes and frowns, just like we discussed Black metal sucks Auuuuuuuuuugh What? You suck Blacke Foryst of Despayr, taking photos of the band Put 'em up on myspace you're the envy of the land Posing with a battleaxe and grimacing with hate When you're done with this, figure skating at the lake The music is best, it's got the hardest metal sound Quickly riffing on one note is certain to astound Dimly echoed drumming and some goat heads to distract From the terrible screeching that you pass off as your act I wish your black clothes would combust. Why? Black metal sucks You know what dude, you look like a schmuck You suck Singer sounds like a wounded duck Black metal sucks I'd rather listen to... us You suck You know how I know you look like a fool? Lich King rules We're the best band and we're super cool We rule Straight from the 80's and we're old school Lich King rules Running out of rhymes, so wading pool Thrash is the rule
I don’t have a problem with pizza or beer or tons of mutated cannibal creeps No, I don’t have a problem with any of that, but crossover songs are too damn short I don’t have a problem telling people to mosh, hell, I’ve done it myself once or twice No, I can’t throw stones at any of that, but crossover songs are too damn short What is the issue, where is the fire, Are you dying to open the keg? Is it that you just can’t wait to stop playing? Is your songwriter cooking an egg? Crossover songs are too damn short Your songs are good Your riffs are strong But they’re only Two minutes long Your album’s great But here’s the facts It’s half an hour With nineteen tracks a second verse would sure be nice or write a bridge use one riff twice don’t slow it down go the same pace but you don’t have to finish your song first, this isn’t a race


Do-Over Merch Bundle Preorders can be purchased at the following:
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released December 25, 2014

All songs except HOT FOR TEACHER are written by Lich King 2014. All songs ©Evil EyE Records

HOT FOR TEACHER is ©1984 Warner/Chappell Music, Inc written by Edward Van Halen, Alex Van Halen, David Lee Roth

Recorded, mixed and produced by Brian Westbrook at PDP Recording

Mastered by Nick Dragoni at M-Works


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Lich King Greenfield, Massachusetts

We create new old-school thrash metal in the vein of EXODUS, VIO-LENCE, S.O.D., SLAYER and others.

We think the sound of thrash was perfected in the 80’s and we’re not trying to add anything to the mix. We’re just coming up with riffs and songs that the old masters didn’t.
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