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TYRANNIA
CAT GUTS AND PIG SQUEALS
Album type: Demo
Release Year: 2014
Genre: Modern Thrash Death Metal

The original versions  of the first Tyrannia songs. They were composed and recorded before 
Attack Of The Virkkala Zombies!!! demo.
ALBUM CREDITS:

INSTRUMENTS WERE RECORDED IN 2008 AT
STUDIO OF THE DEAD'S REHEARSAL ROOM.
VOCALS WERE RECORDED IN DECEMBER 2013.

"MIXED" AND "MASTERED" BY HOURE NOIR &
ZACOB IN DECEMBER 2013.

ALL SONGS COMPOSED BY ZACOB.
ALL LYRICS WRITTEN BY SURMALISTI.
ALL ARRANGEMENTS BY TYRANNIA.

LINE-UP ON THIS RECORDING
HOURE NOIR  - VOCALS
ZACOB - BASS
MAERCOUS - GUITARS
LAURI - DRUMS

"UNDEAD MADMAN WITH A SUPREME GOAL: POPULATION CONTROL"

CAT GUTS AND PIG SQUEALS


In a town called vomiting dog 
lives a man with deformed heart
Ever day, he greets townspeople 
with a fucking ugly smile 

Everybody knows that he has
not completely healthy mind
He was named after his favorite food
Cat guts!

Just to name a few of his sick
so-called normal daily needs:
Swallowed thick red power line and
forcibly bent backward knees

Even after vast disaster
at all times he laughs like tard
Oversized crossed eyes are
looking in a queer fashion at you

Cat - guts - pig - squeals !

In a town called vomiting dog 
lived a man with deformed heart
Ever day, he greeted people 
with a fucking ugly smile 

One day someone had enough 
and stuff thick used rubber tube 
straight from public toilet to his 
toothless drooling deformed mouth

Cat - guts - pig - squeals !
But cat guts never die !
REANIMATED IMPALER


Once walked the earth a man, who 
was mummified while breathing
Thrown into a deep old swamp
to rot in timeless pain

Why try to stop him for good
if he has never been a living
Undead madman with a supreme goal:
population control

chorus:
Impalement !
All over again
Impalement !
Over and over again
Impalement !
Dry pole fits like a glove 
Impalement !
Over and over and over again...

Eat shit for supper !

Hills covered with slashed corpses, 
laughter and rectal bleeding
Quick death, a word unknown 
my mouth - your glory hole

Survivors underneath the 
shelter of freshly died
A mummy chewing the bloody bones
Cannibal Davy Jones

chorus x 1

Reanimated impaler
Intoxicated crusader

chorus x 1
THE ETERNAL NEED TO
WORSHIP SOMETHING

Preaching liar wearing sheepskin
loudly tells me to help his 
poor and useless god
Weakling, help yourself - stop breathing
my god is bigger than yours 
father war 

Whatever god you'll create I will serve

Beating is my spiritual healing
With every hammer blow 
you are closer to your god
Redeemer, cleaver and deep freezer 
those are my holy trinity 

If you tell you will burn in Hell

Whatever god you'll create I will serve

Deacon, I also speak with demons
And now it´s time to shout
Hail to the queen of elves 
The eternal need to worship something
Just to take it safe - gay bigfoot

If you tell you will burn in Hell

My lord I began to pray 
when I heard your voice on L.S.D
You offered me the same reality
but with shitload more of insanity

All-powerful - flat broke
do not ever refuse to take my coins
No distracts - only sinner needs facts 
my heart belongs now to the lord in chaps

All roads will lead to sky,
just pray to a different god every day
Whatever god you'll create I will serve