LAST TRAIN TO HELL FOR Georgie’s (Legionerus x ELUCID33)
Genre: Outlaw Ritual Metal (Ultra Heavy Ritual Metal / Blackened Death Metal + Abyssal Choir + Dark Outlaw Country) Tempo: 104 BPM Mood: violent / outlaw / dusty / unstoppable Drums: war-groove galloping tom rhythm snare like gunshots double-kick during drops Rhythm Guitars: Drop F crushing outlaw chugs stop-start groove riffs Bass: distorted low-end pressure rolling train-like pulse Lead Guitar: western bends feedback screams dusty slide accents Banjo: distorted repetitive picking Acoustic Guitar: outlaw strumming under riffs Harmonica: haunting desert melodies Choir: abyssal outlaw mob-chant Atmosphere: train sounds desert wind chains thunder
LAST TRAIN TO HELL FOR Georgie’s (Legionerus x ELUCID33)
Genre: Outlaw Ritual Metal (Ultra Heavy Ritual Metal / Blackened Death Metal + Abyssal Choir + Dark Outlaw Country) Tempo: 104 BPM Mood: violent / outlaw / dusty / unstoppable Drums: war-groove galloping tom rhythm snare like gunshots double-kick during drops Rhythm Guitars: Drop F crushing outlaw chugs stop-start groove riffs Bass: distorted low-end pressure rolling train-like pulse Lead Guitar: western bends feedback screams dusty slide accents Banjo: distorted repetitive picking Acoustic Guitar: outlaw strumming under riffs Harmonica: haunting desert melodies Choir: abyssal outlaw mob-chant Atmosphere: train sounds desert wind chains thunder
Lyrics
Ooo
Ohhh
So I dragged my ass down the street, scuffing so loud I couldn’t pick up my feet, I’m makin such a noise suprised people I don’t wake
To have them come out and see my state
I’m heading down this road so far
Heading to see Georgie about my car
Cos I broke on down just outta town and I thought that he’d be the one to call in and see to speak before I get that car towed away cos it’s a heap
Of shit!
Life’s ways of sending me messages that I ignore
I try to but then look at me now I’m not ready for
All of this
I could kiss
My sorry ass life away today and let it win
But then what would other say and that’s what keeps bothering!
[transition]
[singer B]
[Edward (spoken-growl)]:
Midnight tracks.
No turning back.
[VERSE I]
Black smoke rising
through the sky
Iron wheels
and vultures cry
Every wagon
smells like death
Every outlaw
holds his breath
Dust and whiskey
blood and fire
This train runs
on funeral wire.
[PRE-HOOK]
[Edward (barked)]:
Get ready.
[DROP / HOOK]
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
Through the dust
through the storm.
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
[Choir]:
[singer A]
So I got to my mates I told him bout my brakes
He said that I needa slow down
Stop burning my fuel with my foot flat to the ground
Now he’s walking back with me
Just to see
If I got bigger problems than I know I do but what about he
Can he see
What life’s tryna tell me,
Can he help me can I get by will this car start tonight!?
I been dragging my boots for way to long
This time once I get started and turn that car on
Ima drive so fast and far away
There will be definitly no stopping me
With these heels made of steel
I’m capped right up
I’ll be foot flat down and I ain’t gona stop
If you don’t happen to see
Me somewhere other than in a tree
don’t you worry cos that just means
From every single worry
I got away!
So tel me Georgie will she start?
I gota get moving to calm my heart!
Don’t tell me she’s a goner cos I won’t lie
Without my baby to drive, I will die!
[instrumental]
[singer B]
[BUILD II]
[Choir]:
Ride…
Ride…
Ride…
[Edward growls]:
Straight to hell.
[FINAL DROP]
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
[Choir]:
LAST — TRAIN — TO — HELL
[Edward]:
Through the dust
through the storm.
LAST TRAIN
TO HELL
Ride until
the world burns down.
So