May I Take Your Soul... If I Give You Mine?

WRITTEN BY DALLAS ANGEL & TORMENTS
PRODUCED, MIXED, & MASTERED BY DALLAS ANGEL
ART BY DALLAS ANGEL & TORMENTS

LYRICS:
I want you here when I come home
To clean my gun and bloody clothes
Take off my mask, undress me slow
Leave your mark on my neck so I'm never alone
Your blood soaked wrist, I love the hue
Pass you my gun make that shit brand new
Burn the world but I'll stay by you
You say you're suffering babe, I'm suffering too

Fiening for you like I'm so addicted
Classy as fuck don't compare to bitches
When you aim to kill you're never missin
When I fall and die complete my mission

Burn me down, never weep, destroy every part of me
Kill me now, let me bleed, drain me of my energy
Drag me down when I sleep, limbo for eternity
Me and you, in my dreams, forever a part of me

I want you here when I come home
To clean my gun and bloody clothes
Take off my mask, undress me slow
Leave your mark on my neck so I'm never alone
Your blood soaked wrist, I love the hue
Pass you my gun make that shit brand new
Burn the world but I'll stay by you
You say you're suffering babe, I'm suffering too

May I take your soul if I give you mine
Now we're both whole, one body and mind
And you shall take this ring, wear it with pride
As it pierces your skin, you become my bride
Oh, baby will you suffer with me yet
Help me to heaven even though I'm hell bent
Kiss me again, raise me from my deathbed
How could I ever leave will all the tears
And blood you've shed

I want you here when I come home
To clean my gun and bloody clothes
Take off my mask, undress me slow
Leave your mark on my neck so I'm never alone
Your blood soaked wrist, I love the hue
Pass you my gun make that shit brand new
Burn the world but I'll stay by you
You say you're suffering babe, I'm suffering too

I want you here when I come home
I need you here when I come home

SOUL FT. TORMENTS

PRODUCED MIXED MASTERED BY DALLAS ANGEL

12Pillars:

tiptoe around the picture
red light cast on a scripture
a heavy muffled winter
left coupled roses bitter

and bitter was tomorrow
thy vow let winters sorrow
buried under the meadow 
blurred cabin in a photo

Torments:

I’ve been stepping on they neck till they line me up in chalk 
God forgives but I do not I keep a ruger and a Glock 
I’ve been kicking down your door me and my demons never knock
Boy just peep the bloody baster dipped in sin with bloody rocks

Smell the stench of death creeping up  your fucking  room 
Hollow tips of melted crucifix loaded up in my tool
Leave you paralyzed sippin on soup that’s what this switch will do 
Take another shot of D'USSÉ always snoozin in my tomb

Dallas Angel:

I won't lie and say that I ever cared
Everywhere that I go, I wish I wasn't there
You may hate me for what I must do
I walk with open arms towards my own doom

The stench of death, it infects my tomb
I must go forward to my own...
DOOM

Can you see me marching toward my death?
So slowly, I catch my breath
They put the rope around my neck
They say "At last, you can finally rest."

I won't lie and say that I ever cared
Everywhere that I go, I wish I wasn't there
You may hate me for what I must do
I walk with open arms towards my own doom

The stench of death has entered my tomb
It's coming for me soon...

MY DOOM (FEAT. TORMENTS & 12PILLARS)

Original song written, produced, and recorded by John Maus
Re-recorded, produced, and mixed by Dallas Angel

Lyrics:
Telephone lines all across the world
People fight all across the world
Angels sing all across the world
Baby, you and me all across the world

Jackie Chan flashing all across the world
Hulk Hogan flashing all across the world
Let's go fly all across the world
Let's go fly all across the world

They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer
They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer

Telephone lines all across the world
People fight all across the world
Angels sing all across the world
Baby, you and me all across the world
Jackie Chan flashing all across the world
Hulk Hogan flashing all across the world
Let's go fly all across the world
Let's go fly all across the world

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer
They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer
They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer
They call me the believer
And I'm not coming back
Believer, believer

Believer

In The Basement (ft. Cursedcrop)

WRITTEN AND PRODUCED BY DALLAS ANGEL
VOCALS/LYRICS BY DALLAS ANGEL AND TORMENTS

ART BY DALLAS ANGEL AND TORMENTS
https://www.instagram.com/dallasangel_/
https://www.instagram.com/torrments/

DALLAS ANGEL LOGO BY @afterdawnn
https://www.instagram.com/aftterdawnn/

LYRICS:
I pray to Christ in every vigil as I piss upon your sigils
You deny the sacrificial, motherfuck your blackened rituals 
Lost the patience for forgiveness, not a saint only a witness
I can’t mind my fuckin business when our people die in millions

Oh no, you fucked up again
You bowed to the Nephilim 
Your blood soaks the pentagram
You’re unrepentant, commit to mortal sin

Cut down, black bile spews from my lips
Strangled sounds, breath reeks of vile filth
I use my words for horror
I desire only love
All of my thoughts; abortions
I turn my eyes above

Woe, the chosen ones
Killed the Father’s Son
We repeat the process 
Piling corpses till they reach the sun
Nails in His hands, for what?
Dying for man, for what?
We walked through the garden 
And decided it wasnt enough 

TORMENTS
world of fallen man killed by sinful hands 
blood soaked battle lands bodies of the damned 
piss on pentagrams u dont understand 
everythings to plan sacrificial lambs 
drying up the rivers like im drying up my liver 
ask forgiveness now you sinner 
crops are dying food is bitter 
white horse flying no more winter 
plague is killing 1/3 critters 
all knees bowing, brothers n sisters 
tried to tell u, you aint no quitter 
ion wanna make a song with you, dont like what you do 
ion wanna be part of your crew, all we speak is truth 
step inside that little pentagram, lemme see your views 
consequences of ur actions man, you already knew

PSALM 109
Appoint someone evil to oppose my enemy;
let an accuser stand at his right hand.
When he is tried, let him be found guilty,
and may his prayers condemn him.

Save them, my Lord
They know not what they do 
Save me, Yahweh
I am crying out to you


MORTAL SIN (feat. TORMENTS)

Token

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