Death Comes Ripping - 108



     
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Death Comes Ripping Lyrics


Turn the lights down low
And bolt the door up
Future is coming
Future rising up
Whoa, shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead
With both eyes open
I wait up for the kill, feel the evil
Feel the heat as I blast you open
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out and death comes ripping out
Flesh and the blood
Too weak for the likes of you
Turning it over
A little too late to penetrate
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping

You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out, death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out, death comes ripping
And I know that death comes ripping out
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

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108


"Direct Expression. Bypass mind. Bypass intellect. Self to Sound. Against the dead trend. The robot me. The modern social entity stripped of color and vibrancy. Not philosophy. Not religion. True self expressed in sound." Simply put, 108 has meant a lot of things to a lot of people over the past 16 years, but the initial announcement of the band’s arrival on the punk scene in the fall of 1992 remains the most apt description of its guiding spirit.

Read more about 108 on Last.fm.


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