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Friday's Child

from Ritually Abused by Num Skull

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Act I
Executed for something that you’ve never done
Your life has barely even just begun
You swear every last one would pay
You promise to return from the grave
As a man of religion you would die
But the promise of God is lies
Your faith was given all in vain,
Hope – mere illusion in your brain
Free from grace of Holy rest,
Absolute nocturnal death
Soon lie in the grave awaiting those to be repaid
The trial – how long you have waited for this day
Guilty is what you hope they won’t say
But luck forgot your name this day!
Sent to Death, Die, No delay
Now in your grave you rot,
Deep inside your cemetery plot
Your epitaph spells out lies,
As a friend looks down and cries
Break the brace of certain death,
Return from your eternal rest
Strike out from your very grave,
Soon they all will be repaid
As you rot awaiting your great transition
Patience is a virtue in this plight
Hell’s price for rebirth and reprisal
Long awaited, Many full moon nights

Act II
Now the time has ended, your corpse has fallen to dust
Your blessed death the jury’s invitation
For your falsified unjust
Now you’ll gain the satisfaction of your unrelenting thirst
But the Hell that’s expected now a violence getting worse

Act III
My soul is reborn with hatred and scorn
For vengeance of death and not prison
Beware of my toll, I’ll torture your soul
From the Black of Hell I have risen
The jurors die in cold blood in their bed
For the verdict that left me dead
And the lawyer for what went unsaid
A pathetic man from Harvard now dead
The judge will be torn at space his seams
For the hammer that smashed my dreams
Now they’re all here in Hell,
They learned a lesson I can tell

Act IV
Free from all the misery,
I killed those who sentenced me
Sent to die at twenty-three,
Now I roam the fiery sea
A case with no evidence
Ends in Death and Innocence
Easy people are misled,
Soon victims of undead

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from Ritually Abused, released September 16, 2014

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Num Skull Winthrop Harbor, Illinois

Num Skull’s ‘Ritually Abused’ is truly a forgotten gem primed for rediscovery. Sounding like a demonic blend of Possessed and Slayer ‘Ritually Abused’ sounds as fresh and relevant today as it did when it was first released over 25 years ago. Touching on moments of death-metal, grind, thrash and speed ‘Ritually Abused’ is the ultimate document of a metal band that ‘shoulda been huge’! ... more

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