Welcome to Hell

by The Smell of Death

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The Smell of Death is:
Vocals: Ricky Biznesz
Drums: BeardFist
Guitar: Patrick Doom
Guitar: Cousin Adventure
Bass: Brother Dave


released July 1, 2010

The Smell of Death would like to thank: Darjeeling Cafe, Kate Simon Devito Photography, Gone Studios, Michael Heath Pecorinio, Tower 41 Productions, Your Mom.

Music and Lyrics by The Smell of Death except 'Blood Red' and '50 Cal' music by Aaron Miller and The Smell of Death.

All Songs recorded in the Depths of Hell Studios

Recording and Engineering by Todd Glidewell

All Songs Mixed and Mastered at Dirt Nails Basement

Design, Layout and Duplication by www.tower4productions.com

Album cover artwork by Michael Heath Pecorinio

Photography by Kate Simon Devito Photography


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The Smell Of Death Staunton, Virginia

Our music is one big fat fucking ode to heavy metal, norse gods, death, war, beer, pestilence, sex, chaos and everything that rocks. Our music eats children and our synergy melts faces. Yes, synergy motherfuckers. We have a high concentration of synergy. We also have an alarmingly prodigous amount of metal sex drive as well. Ask your mom. She'll tell you. ... more

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Track Name: Let Loose the Arrows

Gather round me brothers, let us join our hands
We must inform the others, there are strangers in our lands
Rally archers from the mountains and farmers from the moore
Poison all the fountains and sound the horns of war
Out here in the darkness we see their fires glow
Tomorrow we will crush them in the valley down below
We se them drawing near, to face their dying day
To the archers at my rear, I turn to them and say
Let loose the arrows, send forth the hounds
They will die before they try to take this ground
Unleash the fury, we’re glory bound
With weapons high our battle cry will shake the ground
Run forth to meet them, they all must die
Valhalla waits so choose thy fate, let the arrows fly
In the shadow of the battle, we hear their wounded cry
Crucify the fallen, leave the rest to die
Keep thy weapons at the ready, always by thy side
Keep your arrows sharpened shout out our battle cry
Track Name: Judgement Day

Demon army gather your gear, rapture is set the end is near
Sharpen your axes sharpen your knives, leave no one breathing, everyone dies
Board up the windows stay inside, we will find you and you will die
Carnage is coming run and hide, we will find you and you will die
Burn all the children hear their screams, kill all the parents crush their dreams
Kill all the mortals but keep them fresh, our victory dinner will be their flesh
There is no rest for the wicked, too much killing to be done
The end it will be bloody, but it will be fun
Track Name: Welcome to Hell

There is a place where angels burn and demons roam the halls
Satan’s gears they turn
If you can’t pass the pearly gates, they’ve got you by the balls
Now it’s time to burn
The awful smell, the tolling bell Welcome to hell
In the darkness of the shadows, where the angels go to die
You make the sign of the cross
Screaming bodies of the children hang dripping as they die
You must drink this bloody broth
The awful smell, the tolling bell Welcome to hell
Track Name: March to the Gallows

You walked the road of the heroes then you caught the disease
You spoke the words of the angels now you lie with the beasts
Sent us to foreign lands, now we lie in the desert sands
Salute and sign for you, lay down and die for you
You blow the hull then you bail, it’s the end of the age of murder
Hung by the neck until dead, blood filled lungs gasping breath
You feel the rope reach it’s end, these desert dunes to defend
March to the gallows, go forth and die, II told you to die
Another born-again sinner fucking born into greed
You send your babies to die and then you preach to the week
Salute and sign for you, my brothers died for you
You blow the hull then you bail, it’s the end of the age of murder
Now you force us to stay, you take our lives away
these evil memories replay, you’ve taken everything
Salute and sign for you I’d fucking die for you
You blow the world then you bail
Track Name: 5 Bullets

There’s a body in my basement and they all know I did it
Her blood is on my shoestring but I will not admit it
I think she made me angry, or maybe I was bored
I might have done it for the devil, or maybe for the lord
The cops are on the corner, they’re knocking on the doors
I am busy with my hacksaw and mopping up my floors
I hear them on my doorstep, I see their suits of blue
Sweat is on my forehead, blood is on my shoe
Do I make my stand, is it time to run
Blood is on my hands, five bullets in my gun
With my eye against the keyhole, my gun against the door
I watch the bullet hit his shoulder, I watch him hit the floor
His partner grabbed his pistol, so I shot him in the thigh
I heard him call for backup as I made my way outside
I steadied on his forehead and let the hammer fall
I heard sirens in the distance, as I headed down the hall
His partner finally shot me, I hit the floor stunned
With one bullet in my left leg and one bullet in my gun
But I made my stand, no I’ll never run
Blood is on my hands, no bullets in my gun
Track Name: Feed you to the Devil
Put your fists in the air, let them fall like rain
When the bone hits the flesh you’re gonna fall, just like a mother fucker
Put your guns in the air, the bullets fall like rain
When the lead hit’s the flesh you’re gonna die, just like a motherfucker
You’re going down into the flames, your gonna burn we’ll feed you to the devil
We’re throwing bows everywhere, make you feel the pain
When the bone hits the flesh, you’re gonna fall just like a motherfucker
Dropping boots on your face, make you feel the pain

When the boot hits the flesh, you’re gonna die just like a motherfucker
Track Name: Blood Red

She came she saw she’s dead, her white dress was stained blood red
The look the smell of death, her white dress stained red, blood red
Lawmen on the prowl, dogs begin to howl
The time to run is now, dogs begin to howl
They found her there, on the stairs, her father is broken and he wants to get even
He grabbed his gun, he’s on the run, he tried to warn you but you didn’t believe him
A dark and lonely road, nowhere else to go
Her father is in tow, nowhere else to go
He came he saw they’re dead, his hands were stained blood red
The day they were to wed, his hands stained red, blood red
The dogs found you, blood all around you, he left a note on your chest that read
I did it, I admit it but that little fucker was better off dead
This time it’s time for change, must have gone insane
Cause he blew out all his fucking brains, must have gone insane
He came he saw he’s dead, the walls were stained blood red
The look the smell of death, the walls stained red, blood red
Track Name: Golden Age

Tensions were mounting on our 13th month of sail
Ten dead and counting, five lost in a winter gale
One year of sailing and we’ve not seen a single whale
It’s time to change our course it’s time for our betrayal
That ship is fat with gold 2000 pounds of silver deep within its hold
We met in secret all with mutiny on our lips
Next day at sunrise someone spied a distant ship
Though our eyeglass British colors in the breeze
All hands on deck lets set sail for piracy
They’re back from selling slaves,
they will not make it home they’ll die beneath these waves
If we ourselves head home we’ll surely face the courts
Our only option now, set sail for foreign ports
A crew of whaling men made rich by British spoils
But wine and women wait on Carribean soils
They’ll never find us hidden in these coastal cave
We will stand and fight or die beneath the waves
A crew of whaling men all condemned to swing
We will wait for them and all the time we’ll sing
Yo Ho
Track Name: Kicked in the Fucking Face

What started off as small talk has now turned into this
Me stuck between this barstool and your flapping fucking lips
I’m starting to get angry, fuck that I’m getting pissed
Finish off my whiskey and tighten up my fists
Kicked in the fucking face
Somebody is getting kicked in the fucking face
Someone is gonna end up hurt, maye end up dead
With you lying on the sidewalk with my footprint on your head
They’re wiping off your forehead while I’m wiping off my shoe
If your buddies jump in, we’ll beat their asses too
So the next time that you see us and you feel like acting strange
You may be out of kicking distance but you’re still in pistol range
Track Name: 50 cal
Crucifixion it ain’t fiction, nowadays we just use ammunition
Feel the bullets flying past, see the smoke from my muzzle blast
In the bushes to the right, targets spotted Firefight
We’re locked and loaded 50cal
Small arms fire what a joke, I pull my trigger and you explode
You make me angry, I’ll make you dead. Send you home full of lead
Nice skull I’m gonna crack it, taste my full metal jacket
We’re locked and loaded motherfucking 50cal
This is for all you metal bands out there singing about broken hearts
We’re coming for you, motherfuckers. Guns fucking drawn
And its fucking ON 50cal
Track Name: Something Wicked

Walking through the woods you stop dead in your tracks
Goosebumps on your arms, the hair raises on your back
You try to run so far away but the fear won’t let you flee
You hear it in the distance but its too far off to see
Footsteps drawing nearer like the beating of the drums
It’s read eyes showing clearer, something wicked this way comes
You try to run you try to scream you can feel it closing in
You feel its breath against your neck and it’s evil on your skin
Your feet kick in you start to run you think you’re free at last
Then you feel it’s teeth break the skin and you can’t escape its grasp
Total darkness no way out you’ve left no trail of crumbs
Its much too late you’ll die tonight something wicked this way comes
Your savior cannot save you now, your god is too far away
You feel it’s death-grip tighten and there is no time left to pray
Your gravestone and you epitaph they will not bear a name

Just a single sentence Something Wicked This Way Came