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U.S. Outpost 31
02:23
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Run, run; you'd better fucking run.
The Swedes are flying after you with grenades and a gun.
It's the first day of winter, U.S. Outpost 31
Charred corpses of scientists lay freezing in the sun.
Test the blood, don't wait 'til Spring.
We can't trust each other, what is this fucking thing.
Test the blood, it proves everything.
We can't trust each other, this species stops at nothing.
Buried, frozen; one hundred thousand years.
This ain't voodoo bullshit, it's the sum of all fears.
Intruder, assimilation, complete cell imitation.
MacReady and Childs, total annihilation.
Test the blood, don't wait 'til Spring.
We can't trust each other, what is this fucking thing.
Test the blood, it proves everything.
We can't trust each other, this species stops at nothing.
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The Deep Sleep
02:18
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As you close your eyes for the last time,
You slowly realize the world around you's gone.
No one there to help, everyone is gone
It's just you all alone in here, your heart has just gave out.
You expect a white light to show up but it's blackness all around.
You've heard fairy tales throughout your life,
About a white light coming down from the sky.
As you close your eyes for the very last time.
It's just you all alone in here with nothing left to fear.
The world around you's gone.
This can't be real, this can't be true.
I'm not dead, I don't believe you.
It's just a dream and I can't wake up.
Please don't tell me, you don't give a fuck
I've finally come to terms with this predicament.
There's nothing left here for me anyway.
I've lived a life that's full, I think I'll just go back to sleep.
Who knows how long I will be here, I'll finally get some rest.
Everybody's had their time so I might as well have mine.
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Pamela's Love
02:06
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There's a legend surrounding this place.
About a young boy who drowned a long time ago.
Some say he came back to seek his revenge.
A rotting corpse that's all that's left of him.
A mother's love for her son.
I hope you know it was her only one.
Pamela, your love rings true.
They were warned, they are doomed.
Crazy Ralph was telling the truth.
Pamela, your love rings true.
So now I leave you running for your life,
And you stab me with your kitchen knife.
The body count continues, there's no escape.
A demon spawned at Camp Crystal Lake.
There's a legend surrounding this place.
About a young boy who drowned a long time ago.
The body count continues, there's no escape.
A demon spawned at Camp Crystal Lake.
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Lürking Class Albany, New York
Upstate NY punk band founded out of sheer boredom during quarantine in March 2020.
Personnel:
Joey: Guitar/Vox
Mike: Drums
Lou: Bass/Vox
WE ARE LÜRKING CLASS. WE SLAY ROCK'N'ROLL.
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