The thirteen tracks which you are about to hear were long ago hidden away
Deemed too grotesque for public consumption by the American recording industry
Recently, however, they were unearthed by the homicide unit of the L.A.P.D
These tracks would soon gain infamy as key evidence
Allegedly linking Ice Nine Kills frontman, Spencer Charnas
To the brutal slaying of his 28-year old fiancé
Though the original title of this disturbing collection of songs remains unknown
These cuts would forever be remembered as 'Welcome to Horrorwood'"
Ice Nine Kills - Welcome To Horrorwood: The Silver Scream 2 Album Lyrics
Ice Nine Kills - Welcome To Horrorwood: The Silver Scream 2 Lyrics
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Joe Occhiuti
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Welcome to Horrorwood
Ink fills the page
A classic killer completes the cast
If evil's all the rage
Cut to the close up, then fade to black
Sit back for the sequel of your dreams
All psychos crave more shocking scenes
Who cares if it bleeds beyond the screen?
Are you misunderstood?
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
'Cause everyone is just so f*cking
Desperate for fame
Can't blame the savages this town attracts
I guess we're all insane
So silence the critics, 'cause this is not an act
But here's the soundtrack
Sit back for the sequel of your dreams
All psychos crave more shocking scenes
Who cares if it bleeds beyond the screen?
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place it pays to be a hack
But will you make the cut if you know
Stardom's just an afterthought
For all those stabbed in the backlot
Piled up and left to rot
So how's this for an establishing shot?
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place where everyone should
Fear the premiere
There's always a target out on the red carpet
Between 'Silver Screams' something's awakened
And you'll never make it
But enjoy the show
(Yeah)
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place it pays to be a hack
Be a hack
Welcome back
A classic killer completes the cast
If evil's all the rage
Cut to the close up, then fade to black
Sit back for the sequel of your dreams
All psychos crave more shocking scenes
Who cares if it bleeds beyond the screen?
Are you misunderstood?
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
'Cause everyone is just so f*cking
Desperate for fame
Can't blame the savages this town attracts
I guess we're all insane
So silence the critics, 'cause this is not an act
But here's the soundtrack
Sit back for the sequel of your dreams
All psychos crave more shocking scenes
Who cares if it bleeds beyond the screen?
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place it pays to be a hack
But will you make the cut if you know
Stardom's just an afterthought
For all those stabbed in the backlot
Piled up and left to rot
So how's this for an establishing shot?
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place where everyone should
Fear the premiere
There's always a target out on the red carpet
Between 'Silver Screams' something's awakened
And you'll never make it
But enjoy the show
(Yeah)
Are you misunderstood? (Yeah)
Are you more bad than good?
Welcome to Horrorwood
Where anyone would kill for a call back
The tabloids say
"There goes the neighborhood"
But long live Horrorwood
The only place it pays to be a hack
Be a hack
Welcome back
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Drew Faulk, Joe Occhuiti, Dan Sugerman, John Feldmann
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
A Rash Decision
It's underneath our skin, no medicine can stop the bleeding
Far from all we know, we're caught without a prayer
It's underneath our flesh and it won't rest 'til we stop breathing
Far from all we know, there's a fever in the air
This is a fever now
This-this-this-this this is a fever
We came here today to get away
But now our perfect plans are all fading quickly
I cannot deny it's do or die
Infection grows imminently
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
A fever's in the air
Who will be spared
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Face to face with fate, but it's too late
And now my soulmate's soul is fading quickly
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
It's underneath our skin, no medicine can stop the bleeding
Far from all we know, we're caught without a prayer
(This is a fever)
Contagion's at our heels, but is it real, or am I dreaming?
Far from all we know, there's a fever in the air
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Can't stop the fever
The killer found the cure, but cannot be forgiven
Her blood sheds as it spreads, another rash decision
I won't be forgiven
For this rash decision
Soaked in sin and caught without a prayer
Still, there's a fever in the air
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Can't stop the fever
The only peace is a place inside my mind
The only peace is the past, rewind
'Cause all was well once upon a time
The only peace is a place inside my mind
The only place where I could never leave her
And we defeat the fever
But the truth hits like a truck all bottled up
So hard to swallow now that it spreads so quickly
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
Far from all we know, we're caught without a prayer
It's underneath our flesh and it won't rest 'til we stop breathing
Far from all we know, there's a fever in the air
This is a fever now
This-this-this-this this is a fever
We came here today to get away
But now our perfect plans are all fading quickly
I cannot deny it's do or die
Infection grows imminently
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
A fever's in the air
Who will be spared
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Face to face with fate, but it's too late
And now my soulmate's soul is fading quickly
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
It's underneath our skin, no medicine can stop the bleeding
Far from all we know, we're caught without a prayer
(This is a fever)
Contagion's at our heels, but is it real, or am I dreaming?
Far from all we know, there's a fever in the air
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Can't stop the fever
The killer found the cure, but cannot be forgiven
Her blood sheds as it spreads, another rash decision
I won't be forgiven
For this rash decision
Soaked in sin and caught without a prayer
Still, there's a fever in the air
Time stands still, contamination's calling
And now our skin is crawling
Is it a crime to kill if we're only sinking deeper
And love can't stop the fever?
Can't stop the fever
The only peace is a place inside my mind
The only peace is the past, rewind
'Cause all was well once upon a time
The only peace is a place inside my mind
The only place where I could never leave her
And we defeat the fever
But the truth hits like a truck all bottled up
So hard to swallow now that it spreads so quickly
Bang, bang, bang, is the only shot for me
Bang, bang, bang, to contain atrocity
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Drew Fulk, Joe Occhiuti, Dan Sugarman, John Feldmann
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Assault and Batteries
(Breaking news alert, a deadly shootout at a local toy store)
(Has left one police officer wounded and a wanted serial killer dead)
(We're back, our next guest claims
(Her son's doll is possessed by the spirit of a dead mass murderer)
I'll be watching over you and every move you make
I may be made of plastic but I'm wide awake
I'll be right by your side until the day you die
Your friend until the end
I'm your good guy
(Hey Andy!)
(It's time to play, motherf*cker!)
Through a child's eye you'll find it's hard to refuse
A friendly freckled face (oh honey, isn't he cute?)
But little do they know
Little do they see (playtime is over)
It's a killing spree, bitch
Na, na, na, na, na
He's gonna get you
E-V-I-L D-O-L-L
Na-na-na booboo
Violence and voodoo
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size
(Mommy, mommy, my doll is alive)
One child holds the truth
But he's labeled a liar (one doll dismembered them all!))
With no assembly required
They won't know what to say
They won't know what to do
'Cause the carnage continues at a store near you!
Na, na, na, na, na
He's gonna get you
E-V-I-L D-O-L-L
Na-na-na booboo
Violence and voodoo
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
And once he's planted his seed
You'll know your life's been uprooted
'Cause safety's not guaranteed (assault and batteries included)
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Stitched back together it seems
By the evil bride of his dreams (heaven help you)
If you hear him scream
Ade Due Dembala
(Attention shoppers, one soul left in stock)
Ade Due Dembala
A new kid on the chopping block!
Yeah, hahaha
Hidey-ho, bitch!
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size (na, na, na, na, na, na)
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six (na, na, na)
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch (na, na, na)
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes (evil comes)
Evil comes in every size
(Na, na, na, na, na, f*ck you!)
(Has left one police officer wounded and a wanted serial killer dead)
(We're back, our next guest claims
(Her son's doll is possessed by the spirit of a dead mass murderer)
I'll be watching over you and every move you make
I may be made of plastic but I'm wide awake
I'll be right by your side until the day you die
Your friend until the end
I'm your good guy
(Hey Andy!)
(It's time to play, motherf*cker!)
Through a child's eye you'll find it's hard to refuse
A friendly freckled face (oh honey, isn't he cute?)
But little do they know
Little do they see (playtime is over)
It's a killing spree, bitch
Na, na, na, na, na
He's gonna get you
E-V-I-L D-O-L-L
Na-na-na booboo
Violence and voodoo
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size
(Mommy, mommy, my doll is alive)
One child holds the truth
But he's labeled a liar (one doll dismembered them all!))
With no assembly required
They won't know what to say
They won't know what to do
'Cause the carnage continues at a store near you!
Na, na, na, na, na
He's gonna get you
E-V-I-L D-O-L-L
Na-na-na booboo
Violence and voodoo
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
And once he's planted his seed
You'll know your life's been uprooted
'Cause safety's not guaranteed (assault and batteries included)
(Na, na, na, na, na, na)
Stitched back together it seems
By the evil bride of his dreams (heaven help you)
If you hear him scream
Ade Due Dembala
(Attention shoppers, one soul left in stock)
Ade Due Dembala
A new kid on the chopping block!
Yeah, hahaha
Hidey-ho, bitch!
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes in every size (na, na, na, na, na, na)
You won't ever grow up, you won't make it past six (na, na, na)
'Cause this two-foot-tall demonic doll will make you his bitch (na, na, na)
You won't ever grow up, he'll toy with you 'til you die
To prove that evil comes (evil comes)
Evil comes in every size
(Na, na, na, na, na, f*ck you!)
Writer: Daniel Sugarman, Joseph Occhiuti, Richard Armellino, Spencer Charnas, Stephen Sopchak
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Shower Scene
Come on in, the weather's dreadful
We always have a room to spare
Don't mind mother, she is not well
The doctors say she's not all there
She's crazy, I must confess
I'm so sick of cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
Come on back, I'll fix you something
But careful not to cross the line
'Cause she and I are sure of one thing
We all go a little mad sometimes
She's crazy, I must confess
"Listen to Mother!"
It's always me cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
I can't come clean
You got caught up in between
I can't come clean
You can't escape the shower scene
Can't escape the shower scene
The shower scene
It's always me cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
The drain tonight
Down the drain tonight
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Sure hope you can, I'm looking for a young woman
Who's been missing for several days now
I have reason to believe
She may have stopped off at this very motel"
We always have a room to spare
Don't mind mother, she is not well
The doctors say she's not all there
She's crazy, I must confess
I'm so sick of cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
Come on back, I'll fix you something
But careful not to cross the line
'Cause she and I are sure of one thing
We all go a little mad sometimes
She's crazy, I must confess
"Listen to Mother!"
It's always me cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
I can't come clean
You got caught up in between
I can't come clean
You can't escape the shower scene
Can't escape the shower scene
The shower scene
It's always me cleaning up her mess
I hope saying goodnight
Doesn't mean saying goodbye
Now under the pressure, we're drowning together
Going down the drain tonight
The drain tonight
The drain tonight
Down the drain tonight
"Can I help you, sir?"
"Sure hope you can, I'm looking for a young woman
Who's been missing for several days now
I have reason to believe
She may have stopped off at this very motel"
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Drew Fulk, Steve Sopchak, Dan Sugarman, Joe Occhiuti
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Funeral Derangements
Slave to the plot, let them rot
Or bring them back forever
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
Yeah
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
They say, "behind those gates, eternal life awaits"
But souls beyond the grave, come back beyond depraved
With church bells ringing, I'll start digging
Fast, they'll never know he's missing
Now the cat's back in his cage
"Oh my God, Gage!"
(We pray to thee our God
(It's all my fault)
(For the blessings you've provided)
(Don't do it)
(I have to)
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right
Remember sometimes
Sometimes (dead is better)
Yeah
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
They say that time heals all
But I won't heed the call
Buried in misery
Spare me the eulogy
Still, I can't escape the struggle
Driven when push comes to shovel
Whether God's hand or my own
Nothing here is set in stone
Create! Cremate!
All hail the Cemetery!
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right
Remember
Sometimes (dead is better)
It all began with a skid on the pavement
It ends here with funeral derangements
The flesh is living but the souls have spoiled
The wrath of God lays beneath this soil
The flesh is living but the souls have spoiled
The wrath of God lays beneath this soil
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
Remember
Sometimes
Sometimes (dead is better)
Or bring them back forever
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
Yeah
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
They say, "behind those gates, eternal life awaits"
But souls beyond the grave, come back beyond depraved
With church bells ringing, I'll start digging
Fast, they'll never know he's missing
Now the cat's back in his cage
"Oh my God, Gage!"
(We pray to thee our God
(It's all my fault)
(For the blessings you've provided)
(Don't do it)
(I have to)
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right
Remember sometimes
Sometimes (dead is better)
Yeah
Sometimes
Sometimes dead is better
They say that time heals all
But I won't heed the call
Buried in misery
Spare me the eulogy
Still, I can't escape the struggle
Driven when push comes to shovel
Whether God's hand or my own
Nothing here is set in stone
Create! Cremate!
All hail the Cemetery!
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right
Remember
Sometimes (dead is better)
It all began with a skid on the pavement
It ends here with funeral derangements
The flesh is living but the souls have spoiled
The wrath of God lays beneath this soil
The flesh is living but the souls have spoiled
The wrath of God lays beneath this soil
I'll see you on the other side
But I'd kill to bring you back tonight
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
I'll dig through sorrow and disgust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Don't give up, don't let go
I'll make this right (ah)
Remember
Sometimes
Sometimes (dead is better)
Writer: Dan Sugarman, Drew Fulk, Joe Occhiuti, John Feldmann, Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rainy Day
Run
Crawl through the holes in the evidence
Where evil has taken up residence
No faith in what red and white will say
They save the truth for a rainy day
Fall through the cracks with the casualties
Where freedom's thrown out with morality
Become a soldier for the controller
Or battle 'til you beat the game
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
Run
A call to survivors has just come through
"Resist the zombie they'll make of you"
Call out the lies, blow the storm away
Don't save the truth for a rainy day
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
The dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
There is no next level
"All access denied"
Ignorance is past-tense
"Game over, you died"
Oh
Become a soldier for the controller
Or battle 'til you beat the game
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
The dark
In the dark
Run
Don't save the truth for a rainy day
Crawl through the holes in the evidence
Where evil has taken up residence
No faith in what red and white will say
They save the truth for a rainy day
Fall through the cracks with the casualties
Where freedom's thrown out with morality
Become a soldier for the controller
Or battle 'til you beat the game
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
Run
A call to survivors has just come through
"Resist the zombie they'll make of you"
Call out the lies, blow the storm away
Don't save the truth for a rainy day
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
The dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
There is no next level
"All access denied"
Ignorance is past-tense
"Game over, you died"
Oh
Become a soldier for the controller
Or battle 'til you beat the game
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
Are you listening to the whispering?
Is it sinking in 'cause it's sickening?
Will you take the bait while you suffocate?
'Cause you know, something is creeping in the dark
In the dark
(Something is creeping)
The dark
In the dark
Run
Don't save the truth for a rainy day
Writer: Daniel Sugarman, Joseph Occhiuti, Matt Good, Spencer Charnas, Stephen Sopchak, Andrew Fulk
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hip to Be Scared
In the wealthiest sections
A killer complexion is often a great alibi
Valentino couture mixed with violence and gore
(Well, I guess I'm a pretty sick guy)
With my beauty routines and a fridge full of spleens
Some might say it's extreme but it's time to say goodbye
So to hell with good intentions
So to hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
(Patrick, where are you going?)
(I'm just leaving)
(But why?)
(I have to return some videotapes)
You'll find no escape once you're captured on tape
I'm aware it's a bit avant-garde
(Not the f- face, you piece of trash)
Casually cleaving without ever grieving
But wait, let me give you my card (that's bone)
There is no real me, just a stark entity that cannot be redeemed
So it's time to say goodbye
So to hell with good intentions
So to hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
Hold my calls, I'll kill them all
So to hell with good intentions
For all American psychos
Do you like Ice Nine Kills?
(Not really)
Their early work was a little bit too scene for me
But when The Silver Scream came out I think they really came into their own
Commercially and artistically
The whole album has a refined melodic sensibility that really makes it a cut above the rest
Hey Paul
(You've reached the offices of Mitchel, Sufferberg, and Dunn)
(please leave a message)
Eric, hello, as my lawyer, you know
I'm psychotic but I've crossed the line
I killed Drew, Chris, and Mike, stabbed Jose with a knife
But I don't think I'm gonna get away with it, this time
To hell with good intentions
To hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
Hold my calls, I'll kill them all
So to hell with good intentions
For all American
American Psychos
This confession has meant nothing
A killer complexion is often a great alibi
Valentino couture mixed with violence and gore
(Well, I guess I'm a pretty sick guy)
With my beauty routines and a fridge full of spleens
Some might say it's extreme but it's time to say goodbye
So to hell with good intentions
So to hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
(Patrick, where are you going?)
(I'm just leaving)
(But why?)
(I have to return some videotapes)
You'll find no escape once you're captured on tape
I'm aware it's a bit avant-garde
(Not the f- face, you piece of trash)
Casually cleaving without ever grieving
But wait, let me give you my card (that's bone)
There is no real me, just a stark entity that cannot be redeemed
So it's time to say goodbye
So to hell with good intentions
So to hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
Hold my calls, I'll kill them all
So to hell with good intentions
For all American psychos
Do you like Ice Nine Kills?
(Not really)
Their early work was a little bit too scene for me
But when The Silver Scream came out I think they really came into their own
Commercially and artistically
The whole album has a refined melodic sensibility that really makes it a cut above the rest
Hey Paul
(You've reached the offices of Mitchel, Sufferberg, and Dunn)
(please leave a message)
Eric, hello, as my lawyer, you know
I'm psychotic but I've crossed the line
I killed Drew, Chris, and Mike, stabbed Jose with a knife
But I don't think I'm gonna get away with it, this time
To hell with good intentions
To hell is where I'll go
But the Devil makes exceptions
For all American psychos
Hold my calls, I'll kill them all
So to hell with good intentions
For all American
American Psychos
This confession has meant nothing
Writer: Dan Sugarman, Drew Fulk, Joe Occhiuti, Josh Strock, Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Take Your Pick
Soon, hearts will be broken and the damage, severe
You'll fall headless over heels once the 14th is here
He's back in town and he won't be undermined
Got a bone to pick and a f*cking axe to grind
You're blushing while he's crushing cause' you've known it from the start
There's more than one way to lose your f*cking heart
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
Cupid's calling for a homicide
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you, My Bloody Valentine
He's back on top and he won't be warded off
A swinging single always down to call your Bluff
'Cause roses are red and violets are blue
They'll need your dental records to identify you
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you, My Bloody Valentine
My Bloody Valentine
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
Can't stop this gas-masked lunatic
He cannot be confined
He's got a bone to pick
And a f*cking axe to grind
He's got a bone to pick
A f*cking axe to grind
The screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
Cupid's calling for a homicide
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you
I'll follow through
And that makes you
My Bloody Valentine
You'll fall headless over heels once the 14th is here
He's back in town and he won't be undermined
Got a bone to pick and a f*cking axe to grind
You're blushing while he's crushing cause' you've known it from the start
There's more than one way to lose your f*cking heart
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
Cupid's calling for a homicide
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you, My Bloody Valentine
He's back on top and he won't be warded off
A swinging single always down to call your Bluff
'Cause roses are red and violets are blue
They'll need your dental records to identify you
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you, My Bloody Valentine
My Bloody Valentine
Love hurts
In my mine
Blunt force
Then you die
Can't stop this gas-masked lunatic
He cannot be confined
He's got a bone to pick
And a f*cking axe to grind
He's got a bone to pick
A f*cking axe to grind
The screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
Cupid's calling for a homicide
When the screams echo, "You'll be mine"
You know you're in for one hell of a ride
When the screams echo in the Hanniger mine
I've picked you
I'll follow through
And that makes you
My Bloody Valentine
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Dan Sugerman, Joe Occhiuti, Drew Fulk
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Box
This is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
Is it pleasure or pain?
All hope is hanging from these hooks and chains
But doubt weighs heavy
It's a paradox, think outside the box
To find salvation in Lament Configuration
Demons become angels to some
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
This is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
Is it virtue or sin?
Don't fear the answers that lie deep within
And don't forget that it's a paradox
Think outside the box
Where mutilation is the only revelation
Demons become angels to some
Summoned to punish everyone
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
The sadists, the sinners, the absent of heart
On his command, they'll tear your soul apart
So say farewell
Welcome to Hell
So say farewell
Demons become angels to some
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
This is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
Is it pleasure or pain?
All hope is hanging from these hooks and chains
But doubt weighs heavy
It's a paradox, think outside the box
To find salvation in Lament Configuration
Demons become angels to some
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
This is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
Is it virtue or sin?
Don't fear the answers that lie deep within
And don't forget that it's a paradox
Think outside the box
Where mutilation is the only revelation
Demons become angels to some
Summoned to punish everyone
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
The sadists, the sinners, the absent of heart
On his command, they'll tear your soul apart
So say farewell
Welcome to Hell
So say farewell
Demons become angels to some
All hail the priest of Hell, Master of Sin
Bow to the needles and pins
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
So drag me back to Hell, Master of Sin
Where all of our troubles began
'Cause the puzzle's in pieces again
(Demons become angels to some)
This is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
All hail
Your master, 'cause this is Hell
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Dan Sugerman, Joe Occhiuti, Drew Fulk, Brandon Saller, Ricky Armellino
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
F.L.Y.
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're close to the end
Now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Despite a constant descent
I was born to fly
They say moral mistakes might mutate
Despite these gifted hands
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
So I'm raising the stakes, activate
Soon, they'll understand
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
While they're praying, I'm just saying
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
Cracking the code simply bolsters
The bounds of the brain
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
But this foul insect, undetected
Just fused with my frame
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm worth saving
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
Faster and faster
I circle disaster now
And I can't stop this fluttering free fall
Headed for Hell's walls now
Now
And now, I'm thinking
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
And now, I'm thinking
I was born to fly
The way time flies
When we're close to the end
Now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Despite a constant descent
I was born to fly
They say moral mistakes might mutate
Despite these gifted hands
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
So I'm raising the stakes, activate
Soon, they'll understand
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
While they're praying, I'm just saying
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
Cracking the code simply bolsters
The bounds of the brain
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
But this foul insect, undetected
Just fused with my frame
I'm not saying I'm not playing God
I'm not saying I'm worth saving
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
Faster and faster
I circle disaster now
And I can't stop this fluttering free fall
Headed for Hell's walls now
Now
And now, I'm thinking
I won't deny
The way time flies
When we're so close to the end
And now, I'm thinking
I spent my life
Learning to fly
Against a constant descent
And now, I'm thinking
And now, I'm thinking
I was born to fly
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Dan Sugarman, Joe Occhiuti, Drew Fulk, Ricky Armellino
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Würst Vacation
Achtung, Achtung
Der Zug von Stuttgart nach Bratislava möchte auf Gleis 9 in fünf Minuten abfahr'n
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Eins, zwei, drei!
Now die!
Pack your bags, take a seat, soon you will arrive
Once you're there, start the bid, kiss your ass goodbye
Gorgeous girls, drinks and drugs, all your fantasies
But beware, say your prayers, nothing's what it seems
[Fräulein, I paid to make you mine, you see?
At the right price, you're just a pretty piece of meat
I kill 'em all, paint the walls with their flesh and bones
Say goodbyе, now you die, you're not going home
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
A holiday for thе prey, f*ck humanity
No pain, no gain, no mercy!
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Torch a face, mutilate, slice and dice a heel
Ditch the gag, no white flag, let me hear you squeal!
Grab the drill, grab the axe, the fun has just begun
I'm going old school, a gun is too American!
Grab the drill, grab the axe, the fun has just begun!
I'm going old school, a gun is too American!
Fräulein, you fell for the bait and switch
Death is priceless
And that make you my bitch
I kill 'em all, paint the walls with their flesh and bones
Say goodbye, now you die, you're not going home
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
A holiday for the prey, f*ck humanity
No pain, no gain, no mercy!
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
Inked in our flesh forever
A day to dismember
Inked in our flesh forever
A day to dismember
[Skit]
"What the f*ck is this?"
"Where the f*ck am I?"
"Please, please, I'll pay you anything please let me go"
"Stupid kid, it's not about the money. You don't like our customs?"
Then stay in your country...
'Cause on this trip, there are no survivors
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
On this trip, there are no survivors!
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
On this trip, there are no survivors!
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
Der Zug von Stuttgart nach Bratislava möchte auf Gleis 9 in fünf Minuten abfahr'n
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Eins, zwei, drei!
Now die!
Pack your bags, take a seat, soon you will arrive
Once you're there, start the bid, kiss your ass goodbye
Gorgeous girls, drinks and drugs, all your fantasies
But beware, say your prayers, nothing's what it seems
[Fräulein, I paid to make you mine, you see?
At the right price, you're just a pretty piece of meat
I kill 'em all, paint the walls with their flesh and bones
Say goodbyе, now you die, you're not going home
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
A holiday for thе prey, f*ck humanity
No pain, no gain, no mercy!
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
Eins, zwei, drei, die!
Torch a face, mutilate, slice and dice a heel
Ditch the gag, no white flag, let me hear you squeal!
Grab the drill, grab the axe, the fun has just begun
I'm going old school, a gun is too American!
Grab the drill, grab the axe, the fun has just begun!
I'm going old school, a gun is too American!
Fräulein, you fell for the bait and switch
Death is priceless
And that make you my bitch
I kill 'em all, paint the walls with their flesh and bones
Say goodbye, now you die, you're not going home
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
A holiday for the prey, f*ck humanity
No pain, no gain, no mercy!
(All aboard, all aboard)
For your Wurst Vacation
Inked in our flesh forever
A day to dismember
Inked in our flesh forever
A day to dismember
[Skit]
"What the f*ck is this?"
"Where the f*ck am I?"
"Please, please, I'll pay you anything please let me go"
"Stupid kid, it's not about the money. You don't like our customs?"
Then stay in your country...
'Cause on this trip, there are no survivors
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
On this trip, there are no survivors!
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
On this trip, there are no survivors!
And in this club, your life don't mean Scheiße!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Ex-Mortis
Well, God damn
Deep, deep down in the forest
A resurrection awaits
May God have f*cking mercy
When these five poor fools press "play"
On a tape that's draped in dread
Can you hear the Evil Dead singing
"A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below"
Well, God damn
Deep, deep down in the cellar
Feel your spirit disengage
May God have f*cking mercy
'Cause you just have to turn the page
With the woods all splattered in red
Can you hear the Evil Dead singing
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
The woods are alive
So cross the Book of the Dead off your reading list
(Necronomicon ex-mortis)
Join the Army of Darkness, don't resist
(Necronomicon ex-mortis)
Now you'll choke on your words
Swallow this
Groovy
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
Singing
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below
Deep, deep down in the forest
A resurrection awaits
May God have f*cking mercy
When these five poor fools press "play"
On a tape that's draped in dread
Can you hear the Evil Dead singing
"A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below"
Well, God damn
Deep, deep down in the cellar
Feel your spirit disengage
May God have f*cking mercy
'Cause you just have to turn the page
With the woods all splattered in red
Can you hear the Evil Dead singing
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
The woods are alive
So cross the Book of the Dead off your reading list
(Necronomicon ex-mortis)
Join the Army of Darkness, don't resist
(Necronomicon ex-mortis)
Now you'll choke on your words
Swallow this
Groovy
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below, way below, way below
Singing
A cold wind blows as the angels cry
The living will descend and the dead will rise
From way below, way below, way below
So go, go, go, don't wave goodbye
We're saving you a seat where the dead don't die
From way below
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Jordon Terrell, Dan Sugerman, Joe Occhiuti, Drew Fulk
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Farewell II Flesh
I felt the fatal touch of a forbidden lover
Soft with one hand, but stings with the other
Slave to a mob, ignorant and mad
That bled all the good from my soul and only left the bad
Now cursed forever to just a reflection
So every single glance becomes an obsession
Look in the mirror and you'll understand
That everything's bittersweet when you're the Candyman
When you're the Candyman
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
Hell in their hearts and fear on their faces
I come to life in the most desolate places
A one man mob, merciless and mad
Summoned by self-righteous souls with blood on their hands
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
A force so strong simply can't be overlooked
A single taste will guarantee that you'll get hooked
Framed and falling in a world gone mad
'Cause I've bled all the good from your soul and only left
The mirror, the mirror, I'm always inside
Farewell to The Flesh, it's your time to die
Die
Fly
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
There's nothing sweet
You're sweet on me, honey, forever
My queen bee and me together
Forever
You're stuck with me, honey, forever
It might sting, but just surrender
Forever
You're hooked on me, honey, forever
My queen bee and me together
Forever
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
I'm the Candyman
The mirror, the mirror, I'm always inside
Farewell to The Flesh, it's your time to die
Die
Soft with one hand, but stings with the other
Slave to a mob, ignorant and mad
That bled all the good from my soul and only left the bad
Now cursed forever to just a reflection
So every single glance becomes an obsession
Look in the mirror and you'll understand
That everything's bittersweet when you're the Candyman
When you're the Candyman
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
Hell in their hearts and fear on their faces
I come to life in the most desolate places
A one man mob, merciless and mad
Summoned by self-righteous souls with blood on their hands
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
A force so strong simply can't be overlooked
A single taste will guarantee that you'll get hooked
Framed and falling in a world gone mad
'Cause I've bled all the good from your soul and only left
The mirror, the mirror, I'm always inside
Farewell to The Flesh, it's your time to die
Die
Fly
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
There's nothing sweet
You're sweet on me, honey, forever
My queen bee and me together
Forever
You're stuck with me, honey, forever
It might sting, but just surrender
Forever
You're hooked on me, honey, forever
My queen bee and me together
Forever
A legend has begun
Left to die under the sun
The hive never spared anyone
How 'bout a hand for the honey bees?
Hooked on the creed of their colony
So cry out and cry out so you can see
Five times to hail a legacy
Left to die under the sun
There's nothing sweet about me
I'm the Candyman
The mirror, the mirror, I'm always inside
Farewell to The Flesh, it's your time to die
Die
Writer: Spencer Charnas, Steve Sopchak, Dan Sugerman, Joe Occhiuti, Matt Squire, Drew Fulk
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Silver Scream 2: Welcome to Horrorwood (also known as Welcome to Horrorwood: The Silver Scream 2 or either simply Welcome to Horrorwood or The Silver Scream 2) is the sixth studio album by the American heavy metal band Ice Nine Kills, released on October 15, 2021, via Fearless. It is the band's first album to feature bassist Joseph Occhiuti and guitarists Dan Sugarman and Ricky Armellino. It is the band's only album to feature drummer Patrick Galante.
It is a follow-up and sequel to the band's previous album, The Silver Scream, which was inspired by horror films. The album is also inspired by horror films and features guest vocalists such as Jacoby Shaddix, George "Corpsegrinder" Fisher, Brandon Saller, Ryan Kirby and Buddy Nielsen. The album became the band's biggest commercial success, reaching number 18 on the US Billboard 200 and number one on the Hard Rock Albums chart.
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Ice Nine KillsIt is a follow-up and sequel to the band's previous album, The Silver Scream, which was inspired by horror films. The album is also inspired by horror films and features guest vocalists such as Jacoby Shaddix, George "Corpsegrinder" Fisher, Brandon Saller, Ryan Kirby and Buddy Nielsen. The album became the band's biggest commercial success, reaching number 18 on the US Billboard 200 and number one on the Hard Rock Albums chart.
Genre(s): Metalcore, melodic metalcore, deathcore, emo pop
Producer(s): Drew Fulk
Length: 47:12
Released: October 15th, 2021
Year: 2021