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                                   DEATH ANGEL



                             Frolic through the park



                            Compliments of  Swamp Rat



                      >>> A CULT Publication......1988 <<<

                        -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-

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Death Angel is:  Gus Pepa - Guitar                  Address:

                 Mark Osegueda - Vocals             Death Angel

                 Rob Cavestany - Lead Guitar        PO Box 170545

                 Dennis Pepa - Bass                 San Francisco, CA  94117

                 Andy Galeon - Drums



                All lyrics (c)1988  I.P.F.S. Rejected Youth/La Rana Music [BMI]

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--3rd Floor

  (M. Osegueda)



Trapped by iron bars

Solitary ripping at me inside

A victim of this crazy ward

Must get out of here

No one gets out of here



Force fed medication

The more I take the sooner I'm free

Contributing to my mind's abduction

Can't they see it's tearing me

Can't they see it's killing me



(chorus)

Welcome to the 3rd floor

It's a one way trip

Then they lock the door



More than just a crazy nightmare

Doors opened up and swallowed me

Banished from existence

Why'd they ever throw away the key

Will I ever be set free



(chorus)





--Road Mutants

  (R. Cavestany)



They didn't used to be this way

In the beginning

Not to put up a front

It's just the way they are



Enter the human race

But no one's winning

You do what you can

This is what they believe



(chorus)

Road mutants crushing all

They rise while others fall

Laughing in your faces



They smell like death

So hold your breath

Their skin starts to peel

Sucking moisture off the surface

Causing wounds that won't heal



In the night there is no light

The time is right to have fun

Perspiration is no question

When you're caught by the sun



You feel their presence miles away

You feel them coming

Not too quick to arrive

That's their style

But when they finally hit the stage

There's nothing left to say

The real world goes away

Escape for awhile



(chorus)

They smell like death

So hold your breath

It's time to get down

You can spot them from a distance

'Cause they're not from your town

The road mutants love to

Have a good time

When we're gone

You can't erase the scar on your mind



(chorus)





--Why you do this

  (M. Osegueda)



I will never understand the way you are

Your mind's an evil tool, striving for more

Can't you see I can penetrate your lies



I created you but yet you still defy

It doesn't matter how hard I try

A lesson in respect is what you need



You thrive off the weak-minded ones

These poor helpless souls that you deceive



Still come back to the security

Under my sleeve



(chorus)

Don't beat around the bush

I know it's a task

I only have on question

Which I must ask



Why you do this



When I was sad and down

You suddenly came around

Like a guiding light

No need for me to fight

I told you everything

Brought me up again



Oh how that all changed

Only you to blame

Manipulative days are through

So bye bye to you



You've oppressed me since birth

Wanting your own little world

Brainwashing them to believe



You're the ruler evil supreme

Mother earth is not your toy

Your evil world I will destroy



You were deprived of your youth

You were deprived of joy

Lonely, depressed little boy



(chorus)





--Bored

  (R. Cavestany)



Guilty of no crime

Not enough, yet too much time

I'm burning in this hell

Plans to buy and dreams to sell



Sitting by myself

Living life and loving life

But something bothers me

What to do - I can't believe



I'm bored



Life it's not so fair

Nothing here and nothing there

I'm waiting constantly

It's not the way life's meant to be



Boredom starts to set

I try so hard but it's all I get

Keep waiting all the time

I think I've reached

The end of the line



I'm bored





--Confused

  (R. Cavestany)



Sometimes in the back of my mind

I feel like something struck me blind

Blind to the path

Leading out of the forest

Losing my grip

I slip into the darkness

Searching for a trace of serenity

I find myself dwelling

In my own self-pity

Either going up or coming down

Can I be the king

Or must I be the clown



(chorus)

Let me tell you something about myself

I got problems only I can tell

Please listen to me I don't want to be

Confused anymore



I'll start today just feeling fine

In reality my sanity is on the line

Why can't life flow nice and easy

It's hard when happiness

Is there to tease me



Try to find fun for a brief escape

Someone save me before it's too late

Tell me not to listen

To the voices in my head

Balancing factors I could use instead



(chorus)



Who controls the matter

Of circumstance

Make my move and leave the

Rest up to chance

Take my hand I'll lead you to a faraway

Place my friend and there

Forever we can stay





--Guilty of Innocence

  (R. Cavestany)



No choice

I had to do it

Or else it was my ass on the floor

I had to even up the score

So I shot down the bloody whore



Now I have to face my destiny

No hope for me in this biased society



(chorus)

Sinner - I'm innocent

Repent - So sorry

Die - No, please



Guilty of innocence

My only crime was being at the scene

All fingers point at me

Things aren't as they seem



(chorus)



Here I sit and wonder why

You constantly must classify

The way I think

The way I look

But I don't really give a damn

'Cause you don't mean a thing to me

And this is what I fail to see



Now I have to go to jail

'Cause I can't afford the bail

Judge and jury, sure they were fair

Laughing as they cut my hair



(chorus)





--Open Up

  (R. Cavestany)



I just can't believe what I'm seeing

It makes me sick inside

Condemned by the world around me

I'm not gonna run and hide

I'm gonna come alive

Ain't gonna take no jive

Open up your sewn-shut eyes

Your disapproving eyes



When I'm walking down the street

People turn and stare at me

As if I couldn't feel their eyes

They're living in a world of fear and lies



Best loosen up and take it in stride

The world don't need egotistical pride



(chorus)

Open up your eyes

And see the light

Just do it



Must you choose to shut your mind

I look deep but nothing do I find

You're so tough, hey, put it on a shelf

You've got to come out of yourself



Knock knock knock, but no one's home

Excuse me please, but I'm sick of society

It's not me that you have to condone

'Cause you are you and I am me

And if we don't agree

Just let it be



(chorus)x2





--Shores of Sin

  (R. Cavestany)



The crack of dawn fill the empty sky

We turn our heads towards the east

Between the hills

Walk the paths of love

Towards the caverns of the beast



A distant cry breaks the solitude

Of weary men who journey on

To see the sight horrifies us all

The magic wind blows and it's gone



(chorus)

Searching for answers

Another clue on the list

Searching for answers

To questions that cease to exist



Decipher the runes of earth

We travel forth to the lake of death

The guardian says that we must pay

The price is high for he demands a life

So it's he we must pay



Beyond the gates

Forests of the darkness

Without the key you'll not get in

We weave the spell

Of time and dimension

Which plants us on

The shores of sin



(chorus)x2





--Mind Rape

  (A. Galeon)



Leader of a hippie cult

The devilish chief

Directs his wicked family

To kill psychotically

Dying in agony

As he observes patiently

A guiltless bloody murder

In vain enigmatically



(chorus)

They truly believe

That he is Jesus Christ

As their bodies are raped

Of their minds



Your minds are filled with his lies

And soon reality's deprived

From your life

No sense makes sense

In this world

He has your brainwashed mind

Under control



In the caverns

You are led

Where memory and thoughts

Are dead

Your savior is all you need



And off his love you feed

Dejected utterly

X'd from society

Killed for a so-called god

Pledge allegiance to your family



(chorus)x2



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 (c)1988  cDc communications  by Swamp Rat                           7/11/88-64

 All Rights Worth Not Very Much At All, And Regrettably So

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