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Terminally Chill

by The Terrordactyls

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1.
Fighting the urge for too many years Wearing me down, breaking through the walls Why am I so fucking cold? Petrified in this lake of frozen stone First of the fallen alone in a world Of love I'll never come to know This blackened hole is now my home Abandoned in Cocytus I have not the strength to feign this delusion This place is Hell so burn me aline Just to feel something Burn this body and this mind Frozen sinner Burn me alive
2.
Wage Slave 02:22
Let's walk off the job and burn this place to the ground Let's lynch the boss and spill his blood around Pour salt on the ashes and spit on his grave The pressure is building and there's just one escape Another dollar down the drain Another day I'll waste Just sit there and take it As the world laughs in your faec Trapped in this prison, no other way out Screams of complacency strewn about Sometimes I'd rather blow out my brains Then come back here and watch myself waste away They will hold that paycheck High above your head Then they'll keep you working here Until you're fucking dead Working just to live Live to pay the bills Every day is getting worse This just doesn't seem real
3.
Blackout 03:23
I am the one that you fear the most The things I've done would make you cringe Trapped in an alien edifice Covered in blood and sweat and scars Terror grips as you try to stand Searching for lost memories Horrified and stumbling home A slow revelation of last night Wrought of ruin now cast down Storm of violence takes hold Wanton mission to acquire Currency and females As these skeletal fragments of the past Crush my mind with hell-bound waves It drives me to consume more Mass amounts of weed and booze Warping this carapace to a deranged demon Path of chaos destroying everything I take control of your dormant mind I am the blackout, this night belongs to me Alcoholic wasteland Blacked-out fucking keg stand Eating empty beer cans You lose, I win again Breaking bottles on your head The dragon breathing sweet leaf The dark Flame of Udûn Will not avail you now
4.
Legion 03:01
Dead ghost death squad haunting the streets at night Ghouls devoid of reason, bringers of disease and plight Dead heart of the wasteland wielding a blood-soaked seal They despise our kind with contemptuous zeal St. Paul may not have crusties But it's got plenty of cops The only thing worse than an oogle Is a legion that cannot be stopped Worthless pile of filth, the wrath of the harbinger’s spawn Masters of the lives they built their throne upon A sadistic system meets a faceless hive mind Watch your step on these streets One wrong move and it becomes a crime I'll take your soul, I'll take you life Last moments pass in bloodshed tonight I am your savior, I am your fate I am the end to your crimes of hate Keep the city safe with fear of human men The class gap grows wider, burning at both ends Necropolis will flourish with the bones of dead cops Wretches warlords smoulder, legionaries rot Monstrous men with ruthless intent Serve their craven idols Legions rise and march to war Lay waste for all to behold I am legion, for I am many Send me down among the pigs I shall go into them We are legion, for we are many Send us down among the pigs We shall go into them
5.
On a pale horse this human monk rides Through two trees he comes alive Growing stronger with every attack Uncommon but protection from black Forests claim the land Trampling through the Barren desert sand Blinded by the Unforgiving sun Hear the hooves and You’d better run Amid this whirling hurricane of blades There is no calm eye in which The hapless can find shelter Stay and in pain you will welter Stuck in a trance Fixated on their dance Ignorant to your doom Underestimated Their skills are overrated Suck you in like a black hole Spinning round and round You can’t hear a sound This is the end
6.
Live like an angel and die like a devil But make sure your diet is lean No salty snacks, no fatty foods Just fresh fruits and veggies Satan lives in my food Dairy forsaken gives immortal life All things quickly devoured Such tasty food and good for you too Nutrients for evil power Pentagram drawn but just with soy blood Serving the unholy lord Arise from the pit and into my basement On sweet vegan food we will gorge
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8.
Every summer they come here in droves Crashing our parties and ruining shows Spanging the city to get booze their own way Seeing the bands while refusing to pay Parasitic human sleaze Personifying disease Junkies, drunks, and fiends Terminate the unclean You call yourselves travelers? What a fucking joke Nomadic wastoids, the cops you provoke Counter-culture elitists, your filth is your pride Animal abusers, from success you must hide Fuck you and your way of life Hop out now and fucking die Sick of watching how you beg I hope that train takes both of your legs
9.
My humanity was traded for power To wield this unbridled force Once and experiment transcended from filth Now a decent into madness Searching for frozen myths In there ice-bound lands Crowned slave has been taken The false allies shall pay Crawling castle, their kingdom burned Village razed to the ground War continues, behold the siege But the general is a fool The river's been poisoned The siege has been broken A chorus of one thousand screams Returners think they've won I am the way and the light of judgement World of ruin is the path that I walk Sick harlequin, master of your demise I am the way, I'm insane With ruthless vigor I'll revive the Warring Triad An empire overthrown treacherous madman unstoppable I will create a monument To nonexistence Through demonic valor I'll watch the world burn

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One year after the departure of the Great Elders back to their home world of Moshlandia, the final relic of their existence has finally been excavated. Thought to be nothing more than a myth, "Terminally Chill" is a manuscript to aid humankind in its fight against poserdome and those known as the Mellow Harshers.

This sacred text includes chapters not only on Magic: The Gathering, video games, and veganism, but also an incomplete chapter that was the last will & testament by The Terrordactyls. "This is the end."

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released August 23, 2014

Jimmy: guitar & vocals
Nate: bass
Jesse: guitar & vocals
Dani: drums & vocals

Cierra Hill: violin on "World of Ruin"

Art & layout by Jesse
Recorded by Dani

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The Terrordactyls St Paul, Minnesota

A bunch of losers who came together to celebrate their love of thrash. Make us veggie pizza and we will love you forever.

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