Lyrics: Serpentborne

Destroyer
Sheath your blade
Take your steed
Far from here

You threaten me alone
Armies stand beneath my throne
A battle you cannot win
This wall you cannot breach

The skies are black from smoke
Gold women adorn my home
I drink from broken skulls
The blood of warriors

I lick my lips and I taste the (night)
Heroes tried and heroes fail
The serpent smiles and I am (one)
You may try and you will fail

Destroyer
Hold your tongue
Hear my words
Take your life

Darkness forms around my hands
Swirling void of nothingness
Stretching towards the pure of heart
Snuffing out the whitest light

A tunnel into your soul
Poison fills your burning throat
Spewing insects from your mouth
The serpent speaks the words of death

I lick my lips and I taste the (night)
Heroes tried and heroes fail
The serpent smiles and I am (one)
You may try and you will fail
I lick my lips and I taste the (night)
Heroes tried and heroes fail
The serpent smiles and I am (one)
You may try and you will fail

Lyrics: Doom Year’s Eve

The word moderation
Is not a word you know
Live your life in excess
Rich with packaged hope (and failure)

Aggressive
Gluttony
Own your sins
Drown in greed

And when the sun explodes
Possessions fill your vision
Collect the fallen star
Until we’re all buried alive

Gathering desperation
Paranoid sense of loss
Buy what’s within reach
Swallow every drop (the future)

Aggressive
Gluttony
Own your sins
Drown in greed

And when the sun explodes
Possessions fill your vision
Collect the fallen star
Until we’re all buried alive

Lyrics: For Four

My motivations,
just one of four.
We’re coming, to kill you
Our Inspirations,
have been foretold
We’re coming, to kill you
Horrific vision,
Screaming cacophony
We’re coming, to kill you

Death feels good,
conquest feels great
and famine, he’s fine,
and war is hell

When our blood is warm,
we’re coming home
when the day is night,
you’ll hear our names
When your blood is cold,
the hour has past
If you say we’re evil,
I guess we are

This Friday at Smith’s Olde Bar in Atlanta

4/29 at Smith's Olde Bar

Lyrics: Downhill Blues

Pedal, the floor
Fumes, our faces
Taste, the speed
Lines, they blur

Flashing lights the poison
Distance is the drug
Drifting like we’re feeling
Stopping with no more

Traffic, oncoming
Ending, the ride
Crushed, by granite
Shun, the clouds

Flashing lights the poison
Distance is the drug
Drifting like we’re feeling
Stopping with no more

Take the wheel and we’ll crash together
One last turn and we’ll care a lot less
Take the wheel and we’ll crash together
One last turn and we’ll care a lot less

Gaze, the abyss
Hollow, the furnace
Pennies, your eyes
Pennies, the prize