Vocals: Michael Compton

As A Thief In The Night With The Talons Of A Bird Of Prey,
The Hand Of Death Shall Embrace All Mankind.
As The Day Of The Reaping Of The Earth Draws Closer Each Breath,
Know The Blood Of My Enemies Shall Be Required!

Vengeance Belongs To Me! 
(Blood, Vengeance, Blood, Vengeance!)
Blood Shall Soak The Horse's Reigns.

As I Tread The Winepress Of Fury,
Drunk With The Judgement At Last.
Death Of My Bride Shall Be Revisited In Kind, 
As You Drink The Cup Of Wrath.

Abandon, Desert To The Mountains, To The Hills, To The Caves.
The Mouth Of Hell Will Open Wide For Your Fear. 
The Blast From A Breath Of My Voice Shall Tremble The Grave.
The Worms Will Rise To Greet Thee When I Call Your Name.

And As The Angel Thrust Forth The Sharpened Sickle,
(Blood, Vengeance, Blood, Vengeance!)
To Gather The Grapes From The Vine.
(Blood, Wine!)

As I Tread The Winepress of Fury,
Drunk With The Judgement At Last.
Death Of My Bride Shall Be Revisited In Kind,
As You Drink The Day of Wrath!

As I Tread The Winepress Of Fury,
Drunk With The Judgement At Last.
The Death Of My Bride Shall Be Visited In Kind, 
As You Drink The Cup Of Wrath.







Dies Irae (Day Of Wrath) - DeadRingers Guild

Vocals: Scott Wells

Draw Your Weapons!
Archers, Fire At Will!
Infantry, Look Into the Eyes Of The Enemy Without Fear!
ATTACK!

Into The Battle We Ride, Fighting For Our Lives.
His Legions Lining Up To Die, We Won't Be Denied.
Authority Given By King, Attack And Do Not Hide.
Now Sanctified By Blood We Sing, His Name Be Glorified!

Hold To Be The Victor Over Darkness And The Grave, 
This Is A Game.
Victory Shall Be The End Of Every Move We Make,
In His Name

Into Your Kingdom We Ride 
No Weapons Formed Shall Prosper 
Wtih You By Our Side
Into Your Kingdom We Ride 
May Your Name Be Glorified





War Path - DeadRingers Guild

Vocals: Michael Compton

Resting On The Stone, 
Been Away Far Too Long.
Sun Sets And Eyes Close, 
The Land Of Dreams You Go.

Searching For Answers To Questions Unspoken.
Can This Dream Be Reality?
Ascension, Descension, The Twelve Tribes Of Harran.
Can This Dream Be Reality?

Rising From The Ground,
Rungs Glimmer With Gold.
A Voice Above Sends Calling,
Assure The End Of Edom.

Searching For Answers To Questions Unspoken.
Can This Dream Be Reality?
Ascension, Descension, The Twelve Tribes Of Harran.
Can This Dream Be Reality?

Rest Now My Son,
War Is Over!
Come Back Home Now,
The Land Is Yours!

Ascension, Descension.
CLIMB!

CLIMB!












Jacob's Ladder - DeadRingers Guild

Vocals: Michael Compton

GO!

Tonight We Dine, A Feast Of Friends, One Final Time.
Then We Ride, Our Fates We Create Under Blood Red Skies.
Treading Forth Into Unknown Territory,
Soldiers Clad With Iron And Steel.
Sharpened Senses, The Scent Of Fear.
Show No Mercy On This Night.
But First Tongiht, We Dine.

Tonight We Dine, A Feast Of Fiends, One Final Time.
Then We Ride, Our Fates We Create Under Blood Red Skies.
Pushing Forth Into Unholy Territory,
Demons Forged From Fire and Steel.
Sharpened Senses, The Scent Of Fear.
Show No Mercy On This Night. 
At Last, Tonight, We Dine.



Tonight We Dine - DeadRingers Guild

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Welcome to my site! As you already know my name is Drake. This site pretty much speaks for itself. I have posted some original recordings I have performed on as well as a few videos from multiple projects from over the years. 
I have always loved playing drums and that's what it is all about. Loving what you do is more important than the money or the fame (but those don't hurt!) I love playing drums and I hope you love to listen to them!

In England, during the late 1800's, graveyards found themselves running out of room to bury the recently deceased, so they decided to begin exhuming the graves of past generations and cremating the remains to make room for fresh burials. Lo and behold they discovered that one out of every few graves contained "claw marks" inside the coffin from where an unwilling or unbeknownst person had unfortunately been buried alive. After consideration, it was determined that the victims must have suffered from a catatonic state of lead-poisoning due to drinking from lead containers which brought the vital signs of the "thirstmonger" to a coma toxic form of zombification. Hours later they awoke to the morbid realization of spending their last moments on earth pushing up daisies within a coffin. To remedy the situation, casket builders began attaching bells to the coffins and gravesites of the departed, and then bound them with cords which ran to the wrist or fingers of the "deceased". If per chance the dead were to wake from sleep they could ring the bell to notify the gravekeeper, to dig them up. These walking dead were called .."Dead Ringers"

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