Days Of The Mosh

by Dark Century

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released March 14, 2009

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Dark Century Montréal, Québec

Aggressive, heavy, bloody and just as importantly, filled with trans fats and cholesterol, Montreal’s metal five-piece Dark Century welds together death, thrash, grind and hardcore, striving to always stay fresh.

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Track Name: Here We Come
Going to get blown
The sound of broken bones
We are Dark Century!
Our pleasure's to play with fury
We like gore & dead baby's joke
To the weak we inflict a stroke
Trendy scums run off with fear
As we mosh throughout your ears
Metal’s flowing through our veins
Beware or you'll get slain
We're here to rock the place
And to tear off your face
Track Name: Muncherz
We're called the Muncherz we gather at night
Marching the graveyards in search of meat
Carrying shovels lamps forks and knives
And a recipe book written for the freaks
Muncherz is our name, we play a dirty game
Eating flesh like ghouls, cannibalistic fools
Spreading HP sauces, spices and butter
This festering mess will only get better
The taste of rot makes us beg for more
A nice midnight picnic a méchoui of gore
Desecrate the graves, dead bodies we crave
Impaled them on stakes, rotate them roasting steaks
Added corn and beans, we're culinary fiends
Maggots as dessert, it's the best thing on earth
Lunch time!! Muncherz we are, munching retards
Track Name: Le Massacre Des Baguettes
Depuis près d'une trentaine d'années on procède joyeusement
Sans cesse et sans répit au massacre des baguettes
Le massacre! Des baguettes!
Avez-vous déjà pensé au nombre de fois par année
Qu'un drummer en train de grinder a vu ses baguettes éclater?
Ils bûchent sur leur snare comme si ils avaient un compte à régler
Jusqu'à ce que l'irréparable se produise : une baguette vient d'éclater
J'aime ça quand ça fesse (fort) Die! Crève! Les baguettes!
Track Name: Torture The Souls
Each day a lot of people die
They all come to me - the grim reaper
I'm the evil ruler of all your lies
Torturing the souls - is what I prefer
I have legions of dancing corpses
Awaiting my order to move
They are riding on skeleton horses
In dark cemeteries they groove
I'm pleased to torture the souls
Humans are a bunch of blind fools
I bath in a rancid blood-filled pool
The sight of living things makes me drool
Creator of all pain and suffering
In my world you're just a slave
For eternity you'll be screaming
As I command how you behave
Sucking dry the life force of every breathing creature
Getting mightier as I feel inside my power is growing
With time earth is destined to become a dry wasteland
And this day I will become the most powerful being ever
Track Name: Mosh Beat Attack
In the night it's stalking you each and every day
So beware ‘cause the mosh is out and looking for a prey - A prey!!!!
It is coming out of our amps and strikes the ears violently
The purpose of its existence is to mosh your life away
Musically homicidal the mosh is on killing spree
But all it wants to rock the cradle it doesn't mean to slay - To slay!!!!
Most people can't stand a mosh because it's way damn too heavy
All they like is commercial hip shit and the mosh think that they're g**
These are the ones who drop first, the mosh is hazardous for the trendy
Their blood is boiling in their veins as it bursts out in sprays - In sprays!!!!
As it crawl into your ears, you try to stop it with both hands
Unfortunately its way too loud, and you are screwed because - It's the mosh beat attack!!
As your brain is turning to mush, the worst nosebleed you'll ever got
You feel like you've been in a mosh, and you are screwed because – It's the mosh beat attack!!
Sweet sensations of metal riffs, gentle rumbling of double bass drums
Low barking spewing vomit, and you are dead because – it's the mosh beat attack!!
In the night it's stalking you each and every day
So beware ‘cause the mosh is out and looking for a prey
Musically homicidal the mosh is on killing spree
But all it wants is to rock the cradle it doesn't mean to slay
Track Name: Gérontophilie
Tu fourres des vieux – T’aimes ça!
Track Name: Goreway
Corpses and carcasses putrefying all around
Death and tortured screams echoing in your head
Sooooon you'll get dismembered by the hounds
In the air you can smell the breath of the dead
Welcome to the (bloody) goreway
You know you should have stayed away
Walking in the (filthy) goreway
You have come to meet your final day
You can try to run but there's no way for you to cross the river of blood
There's a price to pay to cross the goreway
You are doomed to die in the goreway
Track Name: Viande Froide
J’suis un vieux bâtard vorace comme un charognard
Je préfère la viande froide avec une cuiller de moutarde
J’ai exhumé ton corps en éprouvant aucun remord
Je consomme la mort, tes restes putrides je les dévore
J’gruge l’intérieur - J’ai trouvé une tumeur
Un met succulent - Un arôme exaltant - J’mords à pleines dents
J’bouffe tes restants - Un repas ragoûtant
Vraiment salement - Certains me disent dégoûtant
Ou effrayant - Un hostie d’écoeurant ! - Au sourire fendant
J’suis un cannibale, sauvage comme un animal
J’aime les petits vers blancs, sauf quand ils restent prit dans mes dents
Une carcasse pourrie, une enveloppe dénuée de vie
Couverte de verrues, de fissures d’où s’écoule du pus
Vomit – Je régurgite et ma gorge croasse
Pourrit – De grosses pustules partout dans ta face
Moisi – De la mousse blanche pousse à ta surface
Fourmis – Se vautrent et prolifèrent dans ta crasse
Chair crue – De la bonne viande froide fraîchement décédée
Ton jus – D’une couleur verdâtre bien macéré
Ça pue – J’approche mon nez pour bien renifler
Ton cul – Je le remplis avec de la crème fouetté
Track Name: Valentine's Day
I'm loving you with brutality
It's St-Valentines day
Your head will fly away
It's St-Valentines day
United in dismay
Loooooove is in the air
Blooooood is in my hairs
Track Name: The Revenge
From beyond I came back
To avenge and for revenge
I am the hallo lurking in the shadows
Whatever you do I’ll be behind you
You haven't got long to live now bastard
Cause I’ve travel so far to see you gone
You think you killed me what a retard
You will bleed for what you've done
In your back my knife I’ll stuck
Unleashing my wrath you're fucked
Track Name: Time 2 Bleed
Goddamn! What's that? – What the fuck is going on??
I'm wounded, it bleeds! – Still nothing happened to me…
Just like if a powerful disease had striken really bad
I started to feel sick to fell like I was about to die
The blood is red, red just like hatred
My wounds have putrefied, my pain is amplified
Like a curse from the gods it spares nobody
Someone is really mad, humankind is bloodied
It hurts! it burns! – Please someone finish me off!
Agony, Haemorrhage – Are together entwined
It can strike at anytime there is no way to avoid it
Worst thing is we'll never know: why the hell do we deserve this?
The blood is red, red just like hatred
My wounds have putrefied, my pain is amplified
Like a curse from the gods it spares nobody
Someone is really mad, humankind is bloodied
Alright, that's it! – Now I am really pissed of!
You mucks, you dogs! – I'll kick your asses in hell!
Until you explain the reasons for this suffering
For our sins, our stupidity or maybe it's just for fun
It's time to bleed! It shows no mercy!
I look around everyone is like me – Bleeding profusely, gore hanging out
Dying people is all that I see – Subject to convulsion, thrown to the ground
What's happening would someone tell me – Eaten by decay, painful and slow
Death is coming so let it be – Countdown to extinction has reach zero
Gore going on, Blood bubbling hot, Brains bursting out, Great gargling sound
It's time to bleed!
It hurts! it burns! – Please someone finish me off!
Agony, Haemorrhage – Are together entwined
It can strike at anytime there is no way to avoid it
Worst thing is we'll never know: why the hell do we deserve this?
Terminate, annihilate – The world that we know ends
Suppurate, execrate – We're sloshing muddy meat
My flesh turns to hot melting pus; my body's a gruesome mess
I can honestly say that today I felt pain at its best
I regurgitate my guts and all of my innards with glee
This is meant to be you'll see it'll come our time to fuckin’ bleed!!