Black Magic Whore

by Betrayal

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released August 12, 2015

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Betrayal Stoke On Trent, UK

Founded in 2005 by twin brothers Carlo Caci (Vocals/Bass), John Caci (Lead guitar) Phil Wright (Rhythm guitar) and Sam Ogden (Drums).

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Track Name: Black Magic Whore
Black Magic Whore

Rome is the home to the whore
she hides within Vatican walls
behind the cross disguised from you all
dressing in symbols and robes
adorned with emeralds and gold
seducing your mind your body your soul

Magic, Magic, Magic, Black Magic Whore
Pushing, Pushing, Pushing, Babylon forward

though shalt not make unto thee
any graven image of she
I speak of she, the Babylon whore
hijacking christian faith
Idolatry right in your face
pagan in every way shape and form

Magic, Magic, Magic, Black Magic Whore
Pushing, Pushing, Pushing, babylon forward
Track Name: I Don't Belong
I don’t belong

Standing in a room of strangers
They all seem strange to me
Pointless conversations
People smiling as they speak

And I hold back my frustration, I can hear you speak, about your week
As you exaggerate your ego inflates and I know
I don’t belong; I’ve got better places to be
I don’t belong, I’ve got better places to be, people to meet, talk is cheap, no time to sleep, yeah yeah

I’m not interested
In small talk chit chat speak
I’ve got unlimited
Places I would rather be
And I hold back my frustration; I can hear you speak, about your week
As you exaggerate your ego inflates and I know
I don’t belong, I’ve got better places to be
I don’t belong, I’ve got better places to be, people to meet, talk is cheap, no time to sleep, yeah yeah
Track Name: And Now You're A Slave
And Now You're A Slave

You traded freedom for security
You traded energy for digital money
You gave up privileges for austerity
You're just a number with no identity

And now you stand in line as you clock your time in the machine
And everything is the way you were taught it should be
And now you're on your own just a clone that's inside of a cage

You have it all now you're a slave
now you're a slave
a slave
Now you're a slave

You worship uniform, authority
you love and you fear simultaneously
it's sadomasochism essentially
You're everything you're master wants you to be


And now you stand in line as you clock your time in the machine
And everything is the way you were taught it should be
And now you're on your own just a clone that's inside of a cage

You have it all now you're a slave
now you're a slave
a slave
Now you're a slave

You ignored the warnings
You ignored the signs
You believed their stories
You believed their lies
Track Name: Vatican City Burns
Finally it has happened
The damn has burst it walls
The Revolution rises up whilst Vatican City falls
He made this happen
With his endless greed
From the comfort of his golden throne he watched us bleed
No more!
Sleeping on the street
We couldn’t afford to eat
Now we had time to learn the truth behind the papal elite
Burn!
Now the city burns
The tables turned
Vatican City slowly burns
The painful truth
That Jesus was a lie
Catholic religion is sun worship in disguise
Made to control us
With all seeing eyes
From now the pope will be known as the Anti-christ
No more!
Sleeping on the street
We couldn’t afford to eat
Now we had time to learn the truth behind the papal elite
Burn!
Now the city burns
The tables turned
Vatican City slowly burns

We’re pissed off with this world
This is not how it’s supposed to work
You expect us to bow down and kiss your feet?
We’re pissed off with this world
This is not how it’s supposed to work
I piss on your throne and set fire to your house of God
Burn!
Now the city burns
The tables turned
Vatican City slowly burns
Track Name: Disclaimer
I’m looking out, the window of this train
Thinking about how I can explain
Why I’m leaving, why it wasn’t my fault
I can’t escape the memories, trapped inside this vault
I didn’t mean to harm one hair
On her innocent head
But she knows just how to push me there
I have done nothing wrong, It was the alcohol,
I have done nothing wrong, you say you want me gone
Graffiti stains the walls, as they glide across my eyes
Watching the rain fall, as each drip believes that it can fly
we live in a cruel world, and each rain drop begins to learn,
Its dream are shattered, As it hurtles down to earth
I didn’t mean to harm one hair
On her innocent head
But she knows just how to push me there
I have done nothing wrong, It was the alcohol,
I have done nothing wrong, you say you want me gone
Track Name: Sweet Baby Ray's
Sweet Baby Ray's

The Coals are burnnin white
Sausages are cooking
When i choose my Sauce
the one thing I'm choosing
is Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's
I don't need Ketchup
I don't need no Mustard
Shut the hell up
And pass me a bottle
Of Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby

Rayayay's the Sauce is the boss
Rayayay's the Sauce is the boss

Barbeque ribs
I am not bringing
them near to my lips
unless they'e dripping
with Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's
Steaks are on the grill
How do I want them cooking?
I don't give a damn
the only thing i'm using
is Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby Ray's, Sweet Baby

Rayayay's the Sauce is the boss
Rayayay's the Sauce is the boss

back in 1985
on Chicagos west side
Larry Raymond's sauce won first prize
and thats a fact that you can't denyyyyyyyyyyy

the Sauce is the boss
Rayayay's the Sauce is the boss
Track Name: A Life Of Sin
Buried in this Coffin
My Journey will commence
My Soul is traversing
I’m guided by the book of the dead
Down into the underworld
Through Osiris’s seven gates
Obstacles of the
Duat I try to negotiate

The gods decide
who lives who Dies
who’s soul survives
I have lived a
Life, of sin
Is it too late to start again?
Life of sin
The gates of paradise, will remain …closed
Anubis ripped my heart out
And placed it on the scales
It will rise without a doubt
A pharaoh can never fail
And then to my astonishment
My heart begins to fall
Heavy from a life of sin
Ammit crushes my heart in his jaws

Fear the weighing of the heart
Track Name: Strength Asylum
I grip the knurling of the steel in my hands
lifting this weight is my only plan
I need to get my mind into the right zone
I'm ready to explode

So i close my eyes
and shut out the outside
i don't need your bullshit advice
And i grit my teeth
Sweat runs down my cheek