Poor little red Alice came to my house [NDC]

Melodic Deathcore, Slamming brutal deathcore, heavy metal, Melodic hardcore, guttural vocals, twin guitar harmonies, double bass drumming, palm-muted riffs, rhythmic chugging, gallop rhythm, high-pitched vocal screams, Downtuned guitars, melodic leads, synchronized kick drums, snare snaps, technical deathcore, traditional heavy metal, Melodic hardcore, rapid tremolo picking, squeal harmonics, bass guitar clank, 130 bpm, aggressive, Starts with synchronized rhythmic chugging and continues with melodic twin guitar leads over double-time drumming, Rapid double-kick drumming and a percussive bass clank establish a mechanical foundation, Palm-muted, downtuned guitar chugs interact with galloping power metal riff, Guttural vocal textures and high-pitched screams layer over the technical rhythmic shifts, Tremolo picking and melodic flourishes accent the dense, distorted harmonic layers, maintaining a heavy, Melodic Deathcore, power metal

[verse] Poor little red Alice came to my house I offered her to Satan and she is dead Put her red body and the blood spread I screamed out loud and then laughs Kill for the dark laughs Drink her soul Burn in the black hole Deep down where demons crawl Blood on the altar floor Open up that dark hell door Beast is hungry for more meat Sacrifice feels so [Chorus] Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe to the king of sin We let the wicked lord come in Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe, Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe, Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe my lord [verse 2] Cut her skin, throw the heart in well She will burn inside of a deep hot hell Fire is swell like a bell Digging the pits for a cold dead girl Watch the smoke start to curl Fire will swirl, twirl, burn her chest Put our faith to the test Evil is our quest Knife is sharp Playing on a bone harp Devil is my dear dad Making all the good folks feel bad now Being very bad makes me glad Drinking the wine made of pain We love the goat with the big horns Bow down to the master of the pit below Feed him and watch him just grow Spirits put on a big show Digging a hole for the ones who pray Satan took them all slow Never let the fire go low Give him your mind, soul, and life End it with strife Cut with the sharp black knife [Chorus] Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe to the king of sin We let the wicked lord come in Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe, Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe, Zha’kyr vhal Ssraath nul’ghe my lord

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