SLAYER LYRICS
Haunting The Chapel (1984)
1. Chemical Warfare
2. Captor Of Sin
3. Haunting The Chapel
4. Aggressive Perfector
1. Chemical Warfare
[Hanneman/King]
Tragic minds are terrified
Life as if a grave
Silent death marks high and full
The wings of revelation
Haunting death from chemicals
Errant is as one
Annihilation must be swift
The soil with our destruction
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Waiting no bastion of side
Soldiers defeated by death with the spell
Bodies lie dormant, no life
Rising, betook with the lands where they fell
Demons are ready to die
Laughing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare
I will miss your fucking peace, lined up in death row
Generals with their slaughtered beasts, diminished from this hell
Banished from the dying world, loath of Hell awaits
Dark, some more helpless pray to immortality
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Waiting no bastion of side
Soldiers defeated with help from the spell
Bodies lie dormant, no life
Rising, these souls, from the lands where they fell
Demons are ready to die
Laughing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare
(Fuck it up)
Limbs you take
The torture just as truth entitled fights
Terminate
Humans' amputations due
Men fall
Deadly give the reason to the need
Sacrifice
Still the soul has left the corpse to Hell
(Ahahahaha)
Mummied by regions, lying in dusk, fall victim to this game
Bloodshed my corpse, reigning in lust, taking with all thee of blame
Fall stead thy spirit, farther they fall, soon they will join us in Hell
See the blood burning, the gates are ablaze, Satan is eager to burn
Counts on the throne must be watching from Hell
Waiting no bastion of side
Soldiers defeated with help from the spell
Bodies lie dormant, no life
Rising, these souls, with the lands where they fell
Demons are ready to die
Laughing to see where the sleeping souls lie
Chemical warfare
Warfare
2. Captor Of Sin
[Hanneman/King]
Halls of Hell spread its wings as I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shift through your body as I slip into your throne
Cast aside, do as you will, I care not how you feel
Satan's job, I snatch you up, force of my demon's seal
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
As fit of slaves, my manipulation, captive of my vice
Abandon God, thy helpless ones, to relieve you of your plight
Subversive action will not help, it will strengthen me
I see they're glad your every move, death your final plea
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
Your skin turns to never
I ignite your timid blood
You feel my lethal touch
As I grasp your will and soul
I'll take you down into the fire
Halls of Hell spread its wings as I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shift through your body as I slip into your throne
Cast aside, do as you will, I care not how you feel
Satan's job, I snatch you up, force of my demon's seal
Hot winds of Hell
Burns, in my wake
Death is what you pray,
Behold, captor of sin
3. Haunting The Chapel
[Hanneman/King]
The holy cross
Symbol of life
Anticipate the lives of Christians born
Speak of death
The words of hate
Anticipate the rules among the dead
Hell has seen
Priests condemned
To bring forth the lord of the cross
Strike twelve
Raise the dead
The chapel comes under attack
The ghosts of dead
Torment the priest
Their altar will soon be destroyed
Heaven's mass
Turning black
The church will belong to the dead
Blackened magic
And thus we're lost
Lucifer will supreme
The crystal ball
Children of faith
Their lasting eternal scream
Those who never make the people scream
Have no task for all of time
Satan's form of soldiers stand in lust
Destruction charged upon the cross
Attacking there's seven ways to go
Tormenting the priest, hell to the cross
Haunting the chapel has to prevail
Death will come to the house of God that failed
4. Aggressive Perfector
[bonus]
Follow me, I'll lead the way; your fears will soon overtake
Hide your infinite tears inside, it seeks your smallest break
Screaming as if nothing helps, you press on to survive
Playing out the fantasies of a force that keeps you alive
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
Take my hand, I'll show you how;
You've just one life to live
The road you're on goes straight to hell;
Your life is yours to give
His fantasies of all of you are much too great to see
This world your living is so unreal, perfected just for me
He'll have you down on your knees
You play his fatal game
He'll satisfy your every need
You'll never be the same
Tom Araya - Bass, Vocals
Jeff Hanneman - Lead Guitars
Kerry King - Lead Guitars
Dave Lombardo - Drums
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