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Such Lovely Wounds

by Cemetery Hill

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1.
The Chills 02:06
(Instrumental)
2.
Have you been to the castle? Have you been to the lake? Have you drank of the virgin's blood? Have you survived the wooden stake? Have you lived as the undead? Have you been nocturnalized? Have you avoided all the mirrors? Have you cast spells with your eyes? In the dead of winter I had a mighty thirst So I sought a body To drink in my hearse Had too many victims Blood rushed to my head Now I'm waking up screaming 'Cause I don't wanna be dead Have you been to the castle? Have you been to the lake? Have you drank of the virgin's blood? Have you survived the wooden stake? Have you lived as the undead? Have you been nocturnalized? Have you avoided all the mirrors? Have you cast spells with your eyes? Transylvanian hangover got me begging for true death Transylvanian hangover makes me feel like I'm addicted to meth Transylvanian hangover, wanna run into Van Helsing Transylvanian hangover, make this bloodache go away I have been to the castle I have been to the lake I have drank of the virgin's blood I've survived wooden stakes I don't wanna be undead Don't wanna be nocturnalized I wanna see myself in the mirror And have the eyes of a normal guy
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She had such perfect creases All along her skin The rot of time and death And a life lived in sin I loved her weathered body And the scent of sweet decay I want to crawl inside The coffin where she stays Don't call me a necrophile I'm just madly in love With the way she cannot walk On the ground up above Ten years or more she stayed Buried beneath the dirt And I still crave her touch The absence only hurts Such lovely wounds They beckon to me Such lovely wounds I see them in my dreams Such lovely wounds I wanna caress Such lovely wounds Beneath her burial dress Ah The gravelover's cross to bear Is reviled by any other They don't understand our love When you're buried six feet under My work must be discreet This shovel must be quiet As I smash the coffin open To be with you again inside They say it's blasphemous Unholy and extreme Disgusting, sick, perverted For the dead are so esteemed Yet I can't shake this feeling My romance knows no bounds I prove my lust for loving you Here on these holy grounds Such lovely wounds They beckon to me Such lovely wounds I see them in my dreams Such lovely wounds I wanna caress Such lovely wounds Beneath her burial dress
4.
We're all fucking doomed This world is naught but death Hell on Earth is here We choke on Satan's breath The end of days again Feels like we've been here before Deja vu for Armageddon But I forgot the old lore Doomed generation but we're still here to have a good time Doomed generation and we don't need your damn peace of mind Doomed generation but we're still living it up in '29 Doomed generation and we're all dying on the company dime Cancer and asbestos Are my two closest friends Microplastic memories Of living through the ocean's end Don't you like the aftertaste Of lead in your champagne glass? I gotta say I'm having a great time Living in the underclass Doomed generation but we're still here to have a good time Doomed generation and we don't need your damn peace of mind Doomed generation but we're still living it up in '29 Doomed generation and we're all dying on the company dime Doomed generation but we won't stop the party tonight Doomed generation might be sick but we're still feeling alright Doomed generation and we're all feeling just fine Doomed generation and we're all high on company time Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation Doomed generation
5.
I put on my best black dress And walk into the church Funeral procession in progress Above them my tendrils lurch I loathe a tone of misery I seek to liven things up So now is the time to escalate I'm gonna blow something up Funeral derangement Explosive disengagement Funeral derangement Explosive disengagement Plastic explosives at the pulpit Thermite beneath the cross Pipe bombs at strategic placements Grenades ready to toss Claymores at all the exits There's a time bomb inside the casket Missile launcher on my shoulder I'm about to blow my gasket Ugh Funeral derangement Explosive disengagement Funeral derangement Explosive disengagement
6.
In the dark cellar basement I dwell on the illuminated screen I stare endlessly for hours Never leaving, sights unseen Miserable wretch, that's what I am Miserable wretch, living life damned Miserable wretch, that's what I am Miserable wretch, living life damned Darkness has consumed my life No sunlight allowed inside Only the light of this mysterious portal Behind which I hide Miserable wretch, that's what I am Miserable wretch, living life damned Miserable wretch, that's what I am Miserable wretch, living life damned Miserable Miserable
7.
(Instrumental)
8.
In the dead of night On a headstone drinking a beer With my ladies, alright Beneath moonlit skies so clear Mediocre surgery Is about to take place Needles and jewelry Laid out for us all to take Mediocre surgery That's whats happening to me Gonna pierce my flesh tonight Wasted in the cemetery Too fucked up for this Gotta get me a better way to do it So unprofessional like Do you even know how to use it? The things I do To seem like I'm too cool for the rest of ya Gotta get this metal in my face Come on, man, don't let it get the best of ya Mediocre surgery Is about to take place Needles and jewelry Laid out for us all to take Mediocre surgery That's whats happening to me Gonna pierce my flesh tonight Wasted in the cemetery Blood on the graveyard soil Suddenly the ground starts to shake Hands burst out from the dirt Ritual complete, zombie outbreak! Ooh
9.
Grim mistress of the night She comes to me with love Clad only in the blackest black Shredded dress and fishnet gloves No price tags are visible No Blackcraft or Killstar logos All her wares are salvaged rags Probably thrifted during BOGO She had cobwebs in her hair And I bet you that they were real Not some fancy overpriced garbage Genuine articles that she likes to steal I love a woman with morals Living the true goth punk life D.I.Y. or die is life or death for her And for her I would die It's not just about attraction It's about what you believe And while I can get down with Instagram goth chicks I'd prefer someone with a propensity to thieve She had cobwebs in her hair And I bet you that they were real Not some fancy overpriced garbage Genuine articles that she likes to steal Come on! She had cobwebs in her hair And I bet you that they were real Not some fancy overpriced garbage Genuine articles that she likes to steal And steal and steal again!
10.
(Instrumental)

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Debut album from Glovertown goth punk project Cemetery Hill. Recorded for the 2023 RPM Challenge.

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released March 1, 2023

Greg Ravengrave - All Instruments

Album art by baze72 / batwingsbaze.

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Viridian Records is a collective of artists from Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada who create and perform dark music that reflects the isolated vibes of the province.

The genres represented by Viridian Records span from black metal to stoner rock to ambient and dungeon synth and hardcore punk to mysterious electronica.
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