Not for the Squeamish

by TOMBSTONES

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TOMBSTONES have risen from beneath the ground! In the middle of the dark, damp night, a bone-chilling shriek is heard in the distance…you are compelled by morbid curiosity to determine the source of the cry. You arrive at the massive wooden door of what appears to be a charnel house from an older, more sinister age…as you work the rusty handle and struggle to slowly open the door, the ages-old stench of the forgotten dead fills your nostrils. In the pitch blackness, you can barely make out the features of the repulsive resting place…you approach a doorway that leads into an unknown chamber…as you cautiously turn to enter, you feel a cold, bony hand on your shoulder. More hands clutch at you…you realize it’s too late to scream, and if you could nobody would hear you…as your feeble heart begins to burst, the rotted, decrepit undead inhabitants of this ghastly tomb slowly rip your limbs to shreds…

TOMBSTONES is the new band from Stevo of the infamous horror/gore legends IMPETIGO! His first death metal vocal performance since 1992's classic "Horror of the Zombies"! This album is 2 years in the making and it's finally here in all of its gory-glory! Features Patrick Bruss from Crypticus and Elektrokutioner from Decrepitaph! This is the ultimate horror-influenced Razorback release ever! Catchy, heavy, creative, twisted, maniacal, and ORIGINAL terror-ific DEATH METAL madness!

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released July 21, 2010

TOMBSTONES is:
Stevo: Creepy Gore Shrieks of Death
Patrick: Shredding from Beyond the Grave
Elektrokutioner: Voodoo Drums

Recorded from May 2008 - May 2010
Mixing and Mastering by: Patrick Bruss
Produced by: Billy and Vanessa Nocera
All interludes written by: Vanessa Nocera
Cover art by: Eric "ROT" Engelmann

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Track Name: Intro: A Few Tales of Murder
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

Welcome, Fellow Foul Fiends!
Here come a few tales of murder, debauchery, and
creepy curiosities! I dare you to listen to this album...
IN THE DARK!
Sink your fangs into this meaty tune, but beware...
IT'S NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH!
HAHAHAHAAAA!!
Track Name: Not for the Squeamish
Lyrics by: Billy Nocera

You might have made a good fan,
but you couldn't survive our sound
We play for the glory of horror,
while your eardrums we tear and pound!

You're easily bothered and upset,
at things you don't understand
Nervous and physically nauseous
by the sounds of our creepy band!

We are...
Not for the Squeamish!
We're not for the weak!
You attempt to digest us, but you're really just a geek!
We are...
Not for the Squeamish!
Do you like a good scare?
We're ugly and grotesque
come and listen if you dare!

From ghastly horror films
To grisly comic art
We cut out your throat
And feast on your heart

Late night creature-features
and twisted movie magazines,
We embrace all that's decrepit,
while you puke out your spleens!

We are...
Not for the Squeamish!
We're not for the weak!
You attempt to digest us, but you're really just a geek!
We are...
Not for the Squeamish!
Do you like a good scare?
We're ugly and grotesque
come and listen if you dare!

Grab your barf bags and up-chuck cups!
Sit back and listen to us maniacal fuck-ups!
Are we just a good laugh, or something truly vile?
Try again if you can drop dead as we smile!
Track Name: Interlude: His Most Ghastly Operation...
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

A malignant malpractitioner of malevolent malice
performs his most ghastly operation on your senses in this
macabre masterpiece unpleasantly titled...
SHRIEK WELL BEFORE DYING!
Track Name: Shriek Well Before Dying
Lyrics by: Elektrokutioner

Late at night he appears
You hold your breath
The evil doctor holds
A scalpel of death

Your life slips by
No time to cry
Look in his eye
Soon you will die!
Your life slips by
No time to cry
Look in his eye
Soon you will die!

Blood is pouring out
Your body grows weak
Out comes your tongue
And still you shriek!

Shriek Well Before Dying!
Shriek Well Before Dying!

The mad surgeon
Obsessed with bloodshed
Late at night he appears
You hold your breath
The evil doctor holds
A scalpel of death

Your life slips by
No time to cry
Look in his eye
Soon you will die!
Your life slips by
No time to cry
Look in his eye
Soon you will die!

Shriek Well Before Dying!
Shriek Well Before Dying!

Another lifeless stiff
Sent to the morgue
Track Name: Interlude: Ghostly Tales of Dread
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

Here's another one for you lurid listeners who are into
ghostly tales of dread!
A haunting apparition comes back from the dead and wants to send shivers up and down your crooked spines!
Yes, those bony hands on the back of your neck belong to a
rotted corpse! This is...
A COLD ENCOUNTER!
Track Name: A Cold Encounter
Lyrics by: Vanessa Nocera

He sees a flash of red among the snow
Reminding him of her crimson cloak
Fresh drops of blood, he follows the trail
Leading him towards the mouth of Hell!

She's cold skin and bone
Shrouded in red
A cold encounter
With the dead
She's cold skin and bone
Shrouded in red
A cold encounter
With the dead

He walks to the figure standing in the trees
He stands in shock at what he sees
A rotted cloth wrapped a corpse in lull
She stood with frosted eyes sunken deep into her skull
Track Name: Interlude: I Hear Your Flesh Crawling Now...
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

Who is that rapping at your door?!
Perhaps someone you wouldn't like to meet so soon in...
LIFE? HAHAHA!
Ooooh, I hear your flesh crawling now...!
Shake his hand, won't you?!
Open your eyes and...
MEET THE REAPER!!
Track Name: Meet the Reaper
Lyrics by: Stevo

Your skull cracked open, brains exposed
Choke to death on your guts, your corpse to be disposed
Tied to the stake, instruments of death
The flames dance and sear your flesh,
It drips in molten piles
Split from head to toe, ribs ripped through your chest
Twisted limbs, de-animation, necrotic suicide

Forgotten...
Forsaken...
Denied...

Feel the steel, tongue removed
Final curtain call for the protagonist of doom
Graveyard assassin, waiting in the dark
The sound of the chainsaw screaming in the night
Force the tool through your gut as they rip out your heart
Decapitated, amputated, disemboweled inside

Now it's clear your end is near
They speak in tongues we all doth fear
As darkness falls and slays the light,
Look left, look right
PREPARE TO DIE
Your safety once was just a thought
That never occurred to you was nought
As death arrives, your dread is deeper
Open your eyes and MEET THE REAPER!!

Now you're dead, dropped in a hole
Your loved ones pray for your mortal soul
Brutal ways to die, you could never conceive
Zipped up in a body bag, another piece of shredded meat
Mangled corpses rotting from this heinous killing spree
You snooze, you lose, your TOMBSTONE = DECEASED
Track Name: Interlude: One for You Grave-Dwellers
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

OH... You're still here!
Wanting more terror tales?
You're in luck!
Here's one for you grave-dwellers out there who roam
loathsome labyrinths of headstones seeking ghosts and goblins...
Are you alone in the BONEYARD tonight?!
Prepare yourselves for...
GRAVE UNDERTAKINGS!!!
Track Name: Grave Undertakings
Lyrics by: Billy Nocera

Mysterious surroundings in a vast maze of doom
A cemetery haunts you to a decrepit state of gloom
You see the warning signs written below your feet
A deadly curse begins as the dead hear your heart beat

Grave Undertakings
You shouldn't be here at all
Grave Undertakings
Soon you will feel death's call
Grave Undertakings
You shouldn't be here at all
Grave Undertakings
Soon you will feel death's call

Knee deep in bones and ancient skulls and ashes
Shivers run down your spine as a bolt of lighting flashes
The ground caves in and you sink within the earth
A skeletal arm grabs your throat, the dead begin their rebirth

Grave Undertakings
You shouldn't be here at all
Grave Undertakings
Soon you will feel death's call
Grave Undertakings
You shouldn't be here at all
Grave Undertakings
Soon you will feel death's call
Track Name: Roast of the Town
Lyrics by: Elektrokutioner

The citizens gather around
With deadly thoughts in their minds
They venture out at night
A human sacrifice they will find
Some young fools that they see
They are the chosen ones to die
Devilish deeds to perform
And hang their corpses to the sky

When the sun goes down
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
No more fucking around
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
The funeral pyres burning bright
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
Undead will have their revenge tonight
They will be - The Roast of the Town!

The Roast of the Town!
The Roast of the Town!

A celebration has begun
As your body now hangs
You thought they were normal folk
But now you can see their fangs!
Tied to the stake, upside down
Your blood runs to your head
They tap your neck maliciously
AS they toast you till your death

When the sun goes down
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
Blood flows to the sinister sound
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
The funeral pyres burning bright
They will be - The Roast of the Town!
Next round's on you tonight
They will be - The Roast of the Town!

They will be - The Roast of the Town!
They will be - The Roast of the Town!

You can RUN…but you can't hide!!
Track Name: Horrific Howlings
Lyrics by: Lucio Holocausto

Fuck all those hackneyed stories of the horrific Rot Island Hog,
But torpid faerie tales told for faddish teenaged folly … UGHHH!
The terribly loathsome tusked-thing lurks still the lurid night …
Shambling and slobbering and stalking and snorting … SHOCKING!
For bestial carnage does its cruel brute’s blood boil
And huge axe in hand, the hate-pig hunts its pitiful human prey!
Revolting and ravenous, the hulking razorback hungers for revenge
And belching forth black horrid breath, the hideous beast HOWLS!

Do you godforsaken boneheads dare beckon the dreadful Gore Boar?
If you be so besotted … Barricade your windows and bar your doors!
Because your unfortunate fate is foretold, frightful and utterly foul …
And you will know the Horror is here when you hear the HOWL!
The morbid and macabre does the Horror-hounding Hog monger
And noisome shrieking Death knells are sweet to its sensibilities.
But forbearance and forgiveness are unknown to the fearsome fiend!
Bastards who would the Boar betray are beheaded and butchered.

Do you godforsaken boneheads dare beckon the dreadful Gore Boar?
If you be so besotted … Barricade your windows and bar your doors!
Because your unfortunate fate is foretold, frightful and utterly foul …
And you will know the Horror is here when you hear the HOWL!
The hideous swine swallows their hearts whole whilst yet shuddering
And then with utter viciousness, welters in their vulgar wet viscera …
Grotesque and gorging and gruesome and grunting … GROSS!
And haunting the pitch-black night, the perverse Hell-pig HOWLS!
Track Name: Interlude: One More Spooky Scroll...
Interlude written by: Vanessa Nocera

Well, well, well...you made it through ALIVE, but...
One more spooky scroll for you crusty cretins!
Remember this fellow?!
A mad surgeon looking to Re-ORGAN-ize his insides,
and have his revenge on the appalling human race!
Watch out for his deadly tools and zombie horde...
and get ready to be...
Re-ORGAN-ized!!!
Track Name: Re-ORGAN-ized
Lyrics by: Stevo

I'm the ghoul of the medical profession!
Back for a new experiment
Shunned by those who called me MAD
I will have my revenge!!!
I've mastered the art of re-animating the dead
Only one thing left to do
Disembowel myself to return to life
More powerful than ever before!!!

When I return immortal
I will create a zombie horde
To destroy the world that hated me
And rule my undead world eternally!!!

As midnight strikes, I use my tools
to slice myself and fondle my grue
I grasp my spleen and force it where
My intestines were originally!

I turn my stomach upside down
And use my kidneys to wrap around
My dying heart that sprays the walls
With the blood of my life that was spat upon!

Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
The dead will walk
Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
They are my slaves!
Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
I rearranged my guts!
Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
No one will be saved!!!

With my last breath I close the incision
Of my blasphemed rotten husk
Choking on blood I grasp the table
And await my death nerve's spasmodic twitch

My horrible eyelids see no more
As the remains of my innards slide to the floor
When they do open once again
I'll CRUSH this earth I'll rule again!!!

Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
The deed is done, the die is cast
Re-ORGAN-IZED!!
When I return you'll breathe your last!!