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Left Hand Pass

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jpslshreds Has Brandon Ellis on lead guitar, you cant get much better than that! Favorite track: The 420th Crusade.
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Studes Amazing death metal about pot!!! What could be better than that?
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Mateo Patiño This record is really good. It doesn’t matter if it is considered as a “tribute”, because these tracks are sick. Amazing band. Favorite track: The 420th Crusade.
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GW Whitehead Yeah, it parodies Death Metal and might seem amateurish but i assure you this band is one of the best out there and right great Death Metal tunes. Do not pass this up thinking it is silly. It is NOT! This is some seriously groovy head banging brutal death!
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pandemonium55 Killer band and great guys!
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1.
THE 420th CRUSADE Prepare the extermination machines We stand at the brink of war Vowing till death to fight against pot oppression The laws and legislation put into place will all be erased From its ashes a new world order But first they have to pay! the blood is flowing…. The call of the aPOTcalypse is nigh! The call of the aPOTcalypse is nigh! Stoner soldiers march to certain death Our pointless lives will finally have true meaning in war! Vengeance will be ours! THE 420TH CRUSADE Behold the giant clouds of smoke billowing up from the battlefield Chronic killers, Dank bud domination, Poser extermination Total chaos erupts as we make the first strike on these crooked politicians with no right they think they can decide how we enjoy ourselves? We're forced to obey Never again will we be treated as their slaves Rolling the doobies for the slaughter We must get high for all the murder Blazing up as we form rank Mighty warriors pledging allegiance to the dank Corpses piled up to the sky our brutal vengeance will not be denied empty eyes of the slain are locked eternally in the horrific final moment of their death THE 420TH CRUSADE THE 420TH CRUSADE THE 420TH CRUSADE THE 420TH CRUSADE Rolling the doobies for the slaughter We must get high for all the murder Blazing it as we form ranks Mighty warriors pledging allegiance to the dank DANK DANK DANK DANK DANK DANK…….
2.
IN DANK PURITY Watching, waiting…. The wretched art that soon I'll be creating is placating my abhorrent evil lust my illness in the stillness is worsened by voices so relentless I can't resist their hideous and unyielding commandment My victim's home alone, its late at night… I have been studying her every movement Smoking weed she did not notice me sneaking into her dark apartment So close I can smell her lovely skin Bloodcurdling murder will soon begin The gleam of the knife raised above my head fills me with remorse it will be stained by bloodshed I FEEL! A wave of sick pleasure as I begin stabbing her MURDER! Gore showers on me I am filled with ecstasy I FEEL! A wave of sick pleasure as I begin stabbing her ALL IN DANK PURITY Gagging on blood, a quick struggle her whimpering only makes me chuckle I try to savor each and every moment euphoric my face locked in an evil grin I shall unlock the beauty deep within her lungs still contain the smoke of her final toke Insane, Psychotic each slash and stab i find very erotic A monster reveling in depravity I can not control these urges or when the demon inside reemerges This violence is the only thing thats real within myself I FEEL! A wave of sick pleasure as I begin stabbing her MURDER! Gore showers on me I am filled with ecstasy I FEEL! A wave of sick pleasure as I begin stabbing her ALL IN DANK PURITY Not done yet, so frantic i've become obsessed breaking the ribs to open up her chest Take time to admire the heavenly organs cannot wait to poke a small hole in her lung inhale the smoke inside this pretty one my repugnant vision is now done……
3.
FINAL EXHALATION Feel the blood flow out your veins as you start to die See the deep wounds in your wrists a gruesome suicide….. Life is slipping away but it isn't over yet theres one last moment before you breathe the final breath Exhale the smoke inside then gaze within the cloud behold the vision so hideous and foul The vapor takes shape into a grotesque face eerie glowing green eyes now are loathsomely gazing upon you Terror that shakes you to your very soul so close now to the brink of death as your body begins to grow cold a ghastly voice speaks "Eternal damnation awaits upon the final exhalation" "Eternal damnation awaits upon the final exhalation" Slowly your heart stops beating, Eyes close now forever the light does not come, this demon of reefer Devours your soul, cursing it to the void Another stoner claimed for its hellish master Feel the blood flow out your veins as you start to die See the deep wounds in your wrists a gruesome suicide….. Life is slipping away but it isn't over yet theres one last moment before you breathe your final breath Exhale the smoke inside then gaze within the cloud behold the vision so hideous and foul
4.
CHRONIC BREED Death is all around me.. the battle rages on in the year 4020 Taken prisoner by weed overlords I fear for my life and have lost all hope of being saved they feast on our flesh taking their revenge the screams of pain and anguish is all I can hear surely it will drive me insane insane insane insane insane insane!! Kill me.. locked in a cage so confused and cold what horrors are awaiting? how has this become my fate? Dragged from the cage by a rusty hook through my ribcage to be hung over a flame to cook I feel my body burning Intense anguish takes hold as my organs begin melting Screaming in pain as I die the fetid odor of charred flesh fills the sky All to feed The chronic breed… My smoldering corpse Devoid of all life is thrown crassly into a giant grinder My remains made into the perfect fertilizer to feed the Sativa Queen Ancient cruel leader that gave birth to these foul pot creatures This offering pleases their master Humans are on the menu now! Sickening bright green ooze seeps out the eggs sacks Harvested by the slaves High grade this mucus coveted, treated as a delicacy a holy gift to the queens addicted army Day by Day the eggs hatch with no end in sight the world is barren waste populated with her vile spawn all life faces its extinction all to feed the chronic breed! The chronic breed… Kill me.. locked in a cage so confused and cold what horrors are awaiting? how has this become my fate? Dragged from the cage by a rusty hook through my ribcage to be hung over a flame to cook
5.
IN BATTLE THERE IS NO POT Begin the training,Your strength must grow My ancient wisdom will now live through you OBEY! I am your master BOW! You lack discipline Control the power that grows within you a great warrior shall you soon become The final lesson that will be taught In battle there is no pot! Every thousand years a tournament is held in the realm of strife there you must fight for your life Fighters from far off lands wage combat to the death For the prize of very dank hydroponic herb With focused mind and deadly strikes prove yourself to the gods rising up the honored ranks to face one final foe Welcome warriors! The gods of pain have brought us here to honor them with blood! Let the fight begin! The ultimate test of your will has come you step into the pit showing no fear Wise ones gather to witness the climactic confrontation the crowd begins to murmur a skunky smell fills your nostrils they open the gates to allow the champion to enter Behold the behemoth of bud its gnashing jaws its ripping claws tearing at your flesh blood spills to the ground, hopelessly you try to fight At the last moment before you surely die You manage to see a torch blazing nearby REACH! it is in your grasp FLAME! Now a weapon Ignite! the vile creature as it burns you somehow survive
6.
GRASS OBLITERATION My out of control obsession with cheefing tons of weed has made me antisocial, I have been cast from society soon I will have my revenge on those that kept me down I will not rest until the whole worlds burning Building a machine perfect for killing certain death is coming for all those who oppose me I am hostile! I am armed! with a powered exoskeleton bringing bullet proof pain converted engine burning the methane from Cannabis the pistons pump so perfectly on T.H.C turrets fully loaded Targets have been locked My fingers on the trigger Bring forth my havoc! People screaming the police can do nothing Carnage, destruction my day of retributions begun Slaughtering my tormentors Laughing at the blood and gore this anguish that I feel inside I feel no longer when I watch them die! GRASS OBLITERATION! GRASS OBLITERATION!
7.
LEFT HAND PASS Dark knowledge long have I sought but have not found the magic spells and incantations that would astound my research has led me to find a decrepit library Lost in time, buried by puritans fearing its witchcraft Will this be the key to unlocking what i have been looking for? I must go this is the only way to satisfy my dark desire I go Deep into the forest near the town of salem In An overgrown passage awaits salvation In darkest night I walk alone upon this trail The pale moonlight reflects the glow of evil sigils I cut my palm and drip warm blood onto the altar A door is revealed, the passageway beckons me inside I am afraid this ghostly entrance is where i will Die Stepping down the staircase and through the cobwebs The foul smell of death fills me with dread This place left undisturbed for ages contains the dust covered pages Of the NECRONOMICHRON™ I make sure to speak the words precisely so the spells will work cannot fail or I am sent to Hell Inside the circle I stand the ritual has now began The ritual has now began! The room goes cold as I read the incantation ever word spoken brings me such strange sensations countless ghostly spirits unleashed suddenly chaotically swirling around me "Bring forth the lord of flies I seek his offerings, hear my command!" A horrific demon appears in a burst of flame to do my bidding I command it to bring me a joint of hells sativa From a bag made of human flesh it pulls out a doober I spark it up making sure to pass it with my left hand The joke was on me that joint was all stems and seeds
8.
EFFIGY OF THE FORGETFUL Nightmares torment me evil visions of death Why must these terrors relentlessly infect my mind A nightmare from which I can never escape Am I now doomed to never awake? to never awake……. In the haze of my restless slumber a ghastly sight appears before me a thousand maggot infested burnt out stoners foul rotting dead exhumed from the soil All of them nailed to unholy crosses a grotesque homage to the dark lord paralyzed in fear I must now watch this evil effigy to the forgetful raised to the sky their stomachs bloat with worms I vomit at the sight and smell when the corpses begin to spill out all their innards showering guts a fountain of blood a lake of pus only the sound of my own screaming can be heard during this brutal display EFFIGY OF THE FORGETFUL Overtaken with shock I begin twitching My mind cannot comprehend this vile beauty I am Reduced to nothing, My fragile grip on sanity slips away I fall to my knees pleading for mercy I know the gods of this realm are only laughing hooded figures surround me An empty cross awaits My destiny….. Nightmares torment me evil visions of death Why must these terrors relentlessly infect my mind Never escape…. I will never awake…. never awake….. never awake….
9.
PAPYRUS CONTAINING THE SPELL TO PROTECT ITS POSSESSOR AGAINST ATTACKS FROM HE WHO IS IN THE BONG WATER Sativa master, Mighty lord of weed ( mighty lord of weed) Please grant your knowledge unto me The foul bringer of bud shall be reborn in the smoke (reborn in the smoke) invoke holy spirit of the one most dank Long have we traveled seeking weed most devine We must get high you stand upon necks of authority At each side the bongs of chaos thousands of dead shall lay before me roasting the bones of our enemy…. the enemy…. "READ FROM THE PAPYRUS CONTAINING THE SPELL TO PROTECT ITS POSSESSOR AGAINST ATTACKS FROM HE WHO IS IN THE BONG WATER" Protection from the loathsome non smokers we seek Oh great one of exalted herb please bestow us with your dank gifts Bowls that burn the souls of the slain Praise to the altars of glass Bless us with your exhalation Open your holy lungs savage and unmerciful laying waste to everything primordial anger now unleashed!! you stand upon necks of authority At each side the bongs of chaos thousands of dead shall lay before me roasting the bones of our enemy… the enemy… "READ FROM THE PAPYRUS CONTAINING THE SPELL TO PROTECT ITS POSSESSOR AGAINST ATTACKS FROM HE WHO IS IN THE BONG WATER"
10.
THE FIENDS THAT COME TO STEAL THE WEED OF THE DECEASED On a cold slab growing cold in my morgue two stoners dead from asphyxiation an experiment in smoking marijuana gone wrong led them to choke on the smoke I'm sure they thought they could handle it a 40 ft bong packed with an ounce their heads blew off In my profession I've seen a lot of things. But nothing quite like this but nothing like this….. Searching through their pockets I hit the jackpot I pull out a small bag of herb I stare at all the crystal covered buds A maddening craving begins to take over I must taste for myself The lethal cheeba that brought these young stoners demise I roll a small joint the moment the smoke enters my lungs I lose all sense of reality Have I now gone crazy? Strange colors and shapes unlike anything I have ever seen Make me fall to the floor in a quivering heap Thoughts and sensations so strange I fear I have gone insane Am I dead Am I alive? Panic overtakes me I want this torture to end I grab a nearby scalpel and ram it into my neck My white lab coat is quickly turning to red My sweet release is coming soon when I am dead when I am dead….. When I am dead……

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released September 8, 2017

Produced by: Phil "Landphil" Hall

Written by: Phil "Landphil" Hall, Josh "Hallhammer" Hall and Ray Suhy

Drums recorded in Richmond, VA by Josh Hall at Tidal Wave Studios
Additional drum engineering by Brandon Ellis
Guitars recorded in Red Bank, NJ by Ray Suhy at Cessation Engine Studios
Vocals tracked in Richmond VA by Phil "Landphil" Hall at Blaze of Torment Studios
Mixed by Taylor Young at The Pit Recording Studio in Van Nuys, CA
Mastered by Alan Douches in New Windsor, NYat West West Side Music

Cannabis Corpse is:

Phil "Landphil" Hall – Vocals, Bass Guitar
Josh "Hallhammer" Hall - Drums
Ray Suhy - Guitars
Brandon Ellis - Live guitarist

Additional soundscapes by Taylor Young
Front/Back Cover Art: Pär Olofsson

Special Thanks to Dan Rozenblum, Gordon Conrad, Dieter J. Szczypinski, Brandon Ellis, Ryan Parrish, Chrissie Yiannou and all the Cannabis Corpse fans around the world!

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Cannabis Corpse Richmond, Virginia

CANNABIS CORPSE was founded by Landphil and Hallhammer in the summer of 2006. The band was a heart felt tribute to smoking pot and crushing death metal.

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