Killjoy - Vocals
Frediablo - Guitars
Iscariah - Bass
Titta Tani - Drums
Fug - Guitars
Mirai Kawashima - Keyboards |
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Recorded at: Godt Selskap, Trondheim, Norway and Electric Space Studio Japan, Tokyo, Japan. Produced by Necrophagia.
Released by Displeased Records (Holland) as 12" vinyl (cat. # D-00135).
Released by Red Stream Inc. (USA) as Digipack mCD (cat. # RSR 0170). First few copies of the album was released with bonus artwork posters.
Track listing on the packaging is incorrect: track 1 as Sadako's Curse, 3 as Young Burial, 4 as The Fog.
The bonus track is mostly made of cut-up horror movie trailers. |
Upon her mind
Ridiculed, feared
Her curse is alive
Sadako
Betrayed by a loved one
Buried alive
Within the murky waters of a well
To drown and rot
2. To Sleep With The Dead
To sleep with the dead...
Cold hands embrace
The feel of death from beyond
A love like nothing else
The cold embrace of a frigid corpse
To sleep with the dead...
Lonely eyes longing to gain sight
Into death
To sleep with the dead...
3. The Fog
Sorrow for the children
Now passed away
Fear of the plague
Funeral day
Coffin now lowered into
The ground
Deathlike silence, all around
Priest and family
Bid farewell regards
Lower the casket
Grave now a cold mound
Night breeds darkness
Bodies now hellbound
Start to decay
A flesh rots away
Corpses stiff and embalmed
Fire breaks
Free's all enslaved
Return from the grave
Worms from their faces
Moans of suffering
Mass confusion
Leave this place
Waiting for their feast
Now controlled by the beast
Children begin killing
Rest In Piece
Die
4. Sadako's Curse
A promise of paradise
To live among disease
Rotting from within
Leprosy arrives from the sea
At the hour between midnight and one
A century of sin becomes undone
Rising from a watery grave
Killed in the name of god
The face of revenge
Festering within the fog
At the hour between midnight and one
A century of sin becomes undone
The eyes of death
Glowing blood red
As hooks tear into flesh
Seeking the cross of corruption
The sixth conspirator dies
5. Goblins Be Thine
Frolic through the brine
Goblins be thine
Dedicated to Tanya Allen