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MT. ANALOGUE - BATS IN THE BELFRY

by Mt. Analogue

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__Tweezy__ The name is Frankenstein but you can call me Victor In the graveyard late night lookin for a victim That fresh gravesite that's where i'm digging I don't give a fuck if it's men women or children Take them back to the village, then back to the castle Get the scalpel and saw and start cutting these assholes Goddamnit I got blood on my lab coat, Now i'm sewing them back slow Stichin with precision, on mission to make him living With the ability to make decisions Flippin switches lights dimmin, distant cries in the night would make Any guy timid But i'm different Lifestyles of the wild and wicked He arise out his bed and he lookin quite sickly Creation gone crazy He tryna get me Had to get the 380 and blaze his kidney Bitch it's dr. franky if you think I'm kidding __Dr. Sherman__ I be slippin into darkness Stepping out the door Flipping off the light switch Like the day before Stroll down the streetscape I don't seem to be late Clock strikes twelve and I just can't seem to see straight The moon shimmerin upon my light skin A slight grin begins materializin' I'm feelin out of place as I begin to gasp Ripping off my face like I'm takin off a mask Exposing the monster that's underneath Composed of a fur coat and razor sharp teeth I know that I won't stop murderin creeps Until the moon drops and I go back to sleep A silver slug's the only thing that can stop me Kill the buzz hear me howling it's gotta be A sight you can be straight scared of When I was a teenage werewolf __AB-Life__ Who's that lurkin' in the curtains? Maybe it's AB-Life with a knife, and nothing's saving your life Despite what ya heard, I never hesitate to decimate your pleasant day With methods absurd Heard a whimper from the closet, proceeded with caution and drew the blade You're headed straight to the grave Blood shed is what I crave Spine tinglin', I see the fear in your eyes I've got strange dreams and deranged schemes for your demise In the life of a slasher, there's never a dull moment In the likely event that I sever your skull open You're croakin' your last words- "Oh my God, he's killing me!" Been impatient since escapin' inpatient facilities Hemoglobin seepin', you're weeping just like a willow So I'm killing you softly as I strangle you with a pillow Hello, it's the return of the murderous flow killa Rip it like Jack at the show and no, there's no filler Just morbid horrorcore behind the corridor door Follow blood trails and claw marks across the floor See the trail of bodies? That's a deadline AB taking names with a blade, making headlines Like the end times, it's Armaggedon, I harness weapons Never mention AB to your children when it's bedtime __Mt. Analogue__ I'll just give a suck like Dracula Like the bats in your head I'm attacking ya Marble glistens in the moonlight, cool headstones Shifting straight to a bat I'm a fiend unknown Skin won't shimmer I'm a blood sucking virus Can't see reflections though I've got a full iris Capes ruby red, and my collars up high Hometowns Transylvania boy you're surly bound to die Dark as the darkness using ancient mind tricks I'm a fan of the Bram and I'm stoking fires quick Stakes through my heart as I'm setting the stakes high Leaving holes in your neck, you're dead, but feeling so alive Cramped, when I'm stuffed inside a coffin just to sleep Sun sets on horizons now my slumber feels complete Lugosi, and Lestat, Nosforatu, my crew is stacked And as the sun comes up, you'll see no traces of attack
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A dense fog coats the ground as you stumble through the graveyard.
You look up to the pale crescent moon as the shrill shriek of creatures unknown emanates from the bell tower.
You think "How did I get here?"…… "Where am I going?"
The presence of an unseen entity briefly illuminates, sick and twisted images race through your field of vision.
The ground cracks and splits apart in front of you.
The roots and vines of nearby plants and trees pulse with a red grotesque glow, lighting your way.
A crumbling devilish staircase now lies at your feet. Surly this path leads into the heart of madness…..

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released October 26, 2015

Album art by: Alex Buchanan
Vocal Mastering: Alex Buchanan
Mandolin on "Room 502" by: Mallory Thokey
Vocals on " Fiends" by: Mt. Analogue, Dr. Sherman, AB - Life, Tweezy

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∆ toortous serves as an outlet for artistic expression through original, progressive, bass-oriented music. toortous is based out of southwest ohio. ∆

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