by Lich King



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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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Track Name: Mascot War
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

Track Name: Thrashssacre
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

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
Track Name: Predator
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


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


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

Track Name: Toxic Zombie Onslaught
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
Track Name: Hot For Teacher (Van Halen Cover)
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
Track Name: Black Metal Sucks
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
Track Name: Crossover Songs Are Too Damn Short (Demo)
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