Season in the Abyss

War Ensemble (4:52)
Blood Red (2:50)
Spirit In Black (4:07)
Expendable Youth (4:10)
Dead Skin Mask (5:17)
Hallowed Point (3:24)
Skeletons Of Society (4:41)
Temptation (3:26)
Born Of Fire (3:08)
Seasons In The Abyss (6:32)

Produced by Rick Rubin
Co-Produced by Andy Wallace and Slayer
©1990 Def American Recordings. All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting of this record prohibited. ©1990 Def American Recordings

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WAR ENSEMBLE
(Music: Hanneman/Lyrics: Araya & Hanneman)

Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Corpses rafting through the night
In blood laced misery
Scorched earth the policy
The reason for the siege
The pendulum it shaves the blade
The strafing air blood raid

Infiltration push reserves
Encircle the front lines
Supreme art of strategy
Playing on the minds
Bombard till submission
Take all to their graves
Indication of triumph
The number that are dead

Chorus:

Sport the war, war support
The sport is war, total war
When victory's a massacre
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

Solo: Hanneman

Chorus

Be dead fiend from above
When darkness falls
Descend onto my sights
Your fallen walls
Spearhead break through the lines
Flauhed all around
Soldiers of attrition
Forward their ground
Regime prophetic age
Old in its time
Flowing veins run on through
Deep in the rhine
Center of the web
All battles scored
What is our war crimes
(era forever more…war)

Solo: King

Propaganda death ensemble
Burial to be
Bones shining by the night
In blood laced misery
Campaign of elimination
Twisted psychology
When victory is to survive
And death is defeat

Chorus:

Sport the war, war support
The sport is total war
When victory's a massacre
When victory is survival
When this end is a slaughter
The final swing is not a drill
It's how many people I can kill

BLOOD RED
(Music: Hanneman/Lyrics: Araya)

Peaceful confrontation meet war machine
Seizing all civil liberties
Honest hallstation among baushee
Spilling blood throughout humanity
You cannot hide the face of death
Oppression ruled by bloodshed
No disgnise can deface evil
The massacre of innocent people

Deviated lies fear blinding your eyes
Enforcing their truth through a gun
Aggressive discipline and barbaric control
Thousands of people cannot be wrong

You cannot hide the face of death
Oppression ruled by bloodshed
No disgnise can hide the evil
That stains the primitive sickle

Blood red

Solo: Hanneman, King, Hanneman, King, Hanneman

Growing opposition with words as ammunition
Expressions of life's liberties
Aggressive discipline and barbaric control
Thousands of people cannot be wrong

SPIRIT IN BLACK
(Music:Hanneman/Lyrics: King)

Welcome in my world
Involve yourself within my dream
Experience a life
Just like your mind thought not to be
Take a look through time
At past or present words to be
I rule this inferno
Enthroned for eternity

Evils of the serpent unwind
Buried beneath you will find
Deep in the halls of the damned
Spirit in black till the journey's end

Spirits damned to rot
Amidst the brimstone fireballs
Eyes of the dead
Watching from their living walls
Broken glass reflections
Show your flesh eaten away
Beyonf the gates I'll take you
Where the blood forever rains

Evils of the serpent unwind
Buried beneath you will find
Deep in the halls of the damned
Spirit in black till the journey's end

Solo: Hanneman

Afterlife confessions
Tell me who you need to be
Looking on in wonder
As I show you it was me
Burning from within
You know one spark is all it takes
Hear the piercing cries of all
Who found that hell awaits

Living nightmare can't you see
You really have no choice
Faded memories haunt you
Listen closely to my voice
Feed me all your hatred
Empty all your thoughts to me
I can fill your emptiness
With immortality

Solo: King

Welcome in my world
Involve yourself within my dream
Experience a life
Just like your mind thought not to be
Take a look through time
At past or present words to be
I rule this inferno
Enthroned for eternity

EXPENDABLE YOUTH
(Music: King/Lyrics: Araya)

Gun down cold on a raw deal
Home turf my battlefield
In no one's way caught in a crossfire
Stray bullets can kill

Chorus:

Expendable youths
Fighting for possession
Having control… the principle obsession
Rivalry and retribution
Death the only solution

Injured soul lies on the ground
Head blown off face down
Lying in a pool of blood
An accidental death homicide

Chorus

Solo: Hanneman, King

Struggling to survive
The drug induced warfare
To have control… and principle obsession
Expendable youth… fighting for possession
Violence is only a friend

Expendable youth
Fight for possession
To have control… your principle obsession
Rivalry and retribution
Death the only solution

DEAD SKIN MASK
(Music: Hanneman/Lyrics: Araya)

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means
Provocative images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon

Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control

Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

In the depths of a wind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same

Solo: King, Hanneman, King, Hanneman

Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incided members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me

Dance with the dead in dreams
Listen to their hallowed scream
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control

HALLOWED POINT
(Music: Hanneman & King/Lyrics: Araya & Hanneman)

High velocity bullet at close range
Can damage the mind
Chattering the skull shredding the brain
Severing the spine

Bury a round of lead in the chest
It's quite an impression
Imagine the innards of your soul
The infliction

Chorus:

Instinctive regression
With intent to kill
No regard of human life
Or the blood spilled

Solo: Hanneman

Riddled conduistion
Confetti of flesh
Scattered helplessly
Losing your control of physical
Facilities

Release the slide to cleanse inside
Prepare to anoint
Snap the tongue in groove discharged
To make my hallowed point

Chorus

The power of a gun
Used with conviction
Dispersed on excursions
Randomly kills is victims

My sweet revenge
... In depression
The thrilling release
Of a hated deep persuation

Solo: King

The power of a gun
Used with conviction
Diffused compulsions
Unending repercussions

Violent emotion
Screaming revolution
Spasmic conpulsions
Death an empty gun

Solo: Hanneman, King

SKELETONS OF SOCIETY
(Music & Lyrics: King)

Minutes seem like days
Since fire ruled the sky
The rich became the beggars
And fools became the wise
Memories linger in my brain
Of burning from the acid rain
A pain I never have won

Nothing here remains
No future and no past
No one could foresee
The end that came so fast
Hear the prophet make his guess
That paradise lies in the west
So join his guest for the sun

Shades of death are all I see
Fragments of what used to be

Solo: Hanneman

The world slowly decays
Destruction fills my eyes
Barboring the image
Of a spiralling demise
Burning winds release their fury
Simulating judge and jury
Drifting flurries of pain

Deafening silence reigns
As twilight fills the sky
Eventual supremacy
Daylight waits to die
Darkness always calls my name
A pawn in this recurring game
Humanity going insane

Shades of death are all I see
Fragments of what used to be

Solo: King, Hanneman

Minutes seem like days
Crrosion fills the sky
Morbid dreams of anarchy
Brought judgment in disguise
Memories linger in my brain
Life with nothing more to gain
Perpetual madness remains

Shades of death are all I see
Skeletons of society
Fragments of what used to be
Skeletons of society

TEMPTATION
(Music & Lyrics: King)

Have you ever felt the need
To see more than you can see
Look into uncertainty
Reflections of treachery
Would you leave the world behind
Endless life is here to find
Can I interrest you in lies
Sell your soul for all it buys

Play with your insanity
Chatter your reality
Pulsing in your blood

I can satisfy your greed
For now all your debts are free
I have all eternity
To quench all the death I breed
Accreate the rules of play
From now things are done my game
None have ever won my game
Crucified them all in flames

Play with your insanity
Chatter your reality
Pulsing in your blood

Solo: King

Have you ever danced with the devil
His temptation ever summoned you
Ever penned your name in blood
Let possession slowly swallow you
When you stand under full moonlight
The attraction mesmerizes you
Have you ever wondered why
It seems that evil you're attracted to

Reach out to my hand
Step back in time's sand
Genetic wasteland
Far beyond death

BORN OF FIRE
(Music: King, Hanneman/Lyrics: King)

Join in my guest to leave life overturned
Spanning the world wave of doom
Spewing out death with the evil I've churned
Awaken the dead from their tomb
Love turns to lust the sensations I've felt
Exploring the pleasure of sin
Making the best of the cards I've been dealt
Adjusting the odds so I win

Unleash all my burning wrath
Potential killing machine
Take down all who black my path
Enjoying all that's obscene… born of fire

Prince of all darkness initiation
Ritually baptized in flames
Next to the throne my abomination
Spreads terror throughout the domain
Master the art that controls the impure
Inherit the infamous keys
Thousands of centuries I will endure
Tyrant of all the prophecies

Some have called me Satan's son
A name I cannot deny
Wielding fury that's second to none
Far to vile to confine… born of fire

Solo: Hanneman

All things dead must rise again
When twilight's blanket falls
Splattered red you'll find my den
Blood dripping from the walls

Dreams born of desire
Shaped and forged within the fire
Twisted, warped, deranged I see
The world's corrupt insanity

Solo: King

Dreams possess nightmarish figures
Burning can't escape the embers
Lost are those who trust the Liar
Satan's son I'm born of fire

Solo: King

SEASONS IN THE ABYSS
(Music: Hanneman/Lyrics: Araya)

Razors edge
Outlines the dead
Incisions in my head
Anticipation the stimulation
To kill the exhilaration

Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die

Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your thoughts drain
As you go insane… insane

Inert flesh
A bloody tomb
A decorated splatter brightens the room
An execution a sadist ritual
Mad intervals of mind residuals

Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die

Close your eyes… and forget your name
Step outside yourself… and let your thoughts drain
As you go insane… insane

Solo: King, Hanneman

Innate seed
To watch you bleed
A demanding physical need
Desecrated eviscerated
Times prostrated

Chorus

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