This is not the generation to go and cause a new sensation. They call thennselves the P.M.R.C. They’re trying to come down hard upon me. They’re always trying to put us down. Slam our heads Into the ground . Don t you know we’ll never stop, just because we are Grimlock CHORUS This is not the evil time. We are not the evil kind. We are not all that uncouth. We’re just the Misinterpreted youth. Mother and father had their Woodstock. Now my music they will try to stop. They smoked their dope and did their acid. Now they’re trying to say my music Isn’t passive. They’re always trying to put me down. Slam my head Into the ground. Don’t they know I’ll never stop just because I’m in GrimlockCHORUS Solo Smith CHORUS Try to live your own life don’t compromise what you beleve. Do all that you can do try to be true In what you conceive. Show that you’re a man do all that you can for you life. Believe in what you conceive do not relieve your own lives. Mistnterpreted Youth
“He’s a comatose. He’ll be hooked to this machine for the rest of his natural life.” “Financially we just cant keep ‘em alive… But we have to!!!”In the darkened halls when the sunlight falls in the healing place. He will have the notion to wipe the emotion right from your face. He thinks you got it all so bad. He say's that it will make him sad.He sympathized but never realized the priced he'd pay. He injects the death, taking your last breath, taking you away. He's taking on the roll of God. He is nothing but a fraud. CHORUSEvery time he looks in your eyes he will see it Euthanasia. It is life in which he's despised. He will see it, Euthanasia.Donald what is wrong? You sing the same song. Gonna take away the living today. You take their lives with injecticides. You will take away. Every time he looks in your eyes he will see it, Euthanasia. It is life in which he's despised he will see it, Euthanasia. “PULL THE PLUG!” A psychopathic mind that hides behind the reality of death. Seeking merciless thrills. Take another pill. Lay you to rest. You think it is so very wrong. Now you will play that final song. In the darkened halls when the sunlight falls in the healing place. He injects the death. Taking your last breath. Taking you away. He's taking on the roll of God. He is nothing but a fraud. CHORUSSolo Smith, Solo Lamkin, Solo Smith, Solo Lamkin
I look into the mirror. I look into my eyes. The life I see within them is a life that I despise. Only I can feel the pain. It's time to make a decision in this darkened world of black. As I make it, it must be final for there's no turning back from the eyes of the Crimson rain. CHORUSBeware the Crimson rain. Beware of the evil pain. There's nothing left to gain. Take a look before I die. There's no need to ask me why. Just please let me be and let me go. Life to me is just a sin, so therefore mine must end. Please don't ask me why because I do not know.CHORUSNow that I have dug my grave, I must be strong and brave but I can't do that anymore. Both my wrists are open wide. There is nothing left to hide. I can barely see the razor on the floor. I can feel my life slipping slow as I'm going cold as snow. So I got to stop to say goodbye. They say that I will go to hell for every drop of blood that fell. Oh my God I don't want to die!CHORUSPlease stop my Crimson Rain yeah…Solo Smith
Grimlock: Neurotic Facade - Balance of
the Soul - CD Cover Art
Is that Ted’s face? Click the image and see!Yes it is! The CD insert had artwork of Ted’s face superimposed on an image of the band. Jason Gipson snapped the photo through a fish eye lens. Jason took many pictures of Grimlock along with the Smith family. The Smith family were our official camera crew and went to nearly every show.
Who is Gasher T. Grimlock?Back when Grimlock first formed, Brian Tonne had the idea of having a mascot. He drew this guy coming out of a grave. Later we had our friend John Althofff draw up the guy on our shirts. John was responsible for all of Grimlock’s artwork and created some true masterpieces.
Thanks for visiting Grimlock.us - Click here to open a complete play list of Grimlock songs“The new site is up and running! We hope you enjoy it. There is music, videos, and pics to see on every page. Do you have some old Grim mementos from back in the day? Get it to us and it might just make it on the site! Follow us on twitter and YouTube for the latest Grim news. We are going to update this site as much as we can so be sure to stop back regularly to get your Grim fix!”The Grim Future - Grim NewsThe original AGFA 2” X 24 Track reels for Grimlock’s Neurotic Facade have come out of deep storage and steps are being taken to get them transferred to a DAW (Digital Audio Workstation) in a multi-track format. Once in this format, we will be able to edit original tracks and completely re-mix and re-master and possibly re- release with a fresh modern sound. Do you have a way to contribute? If so, click here and email us.GrimlockGrimlock is a Heavy Metal Band from Cincinnati, Ohio. The Original "Grimlock". Formed in early 1987 in the basement of guitarist Tony Oppelt with drummer Brian Tonne. The name Grimlock came from a Dungeons and Dragons monster book titled: Advanced Dungeons & Dragons Monster Manual by Gary Gygax. from March of 1980.Original band members as pictured above from left to right:Ed Hoffman : Bass guitarBrian Tonne : DrumsTony Oppelt: GuitarsTed Brasier : VocalsDonovan Smith : GuitarsGrimlock - The Grim TripIn early 1990, Grimlock released a demo recorded at MasterMix Studios in Delhi, Ohio with 6 songs.Preachers of the Darkside, Fate of Hate, Crimson Rain, Misinterpreted Youth, Euthanasia, Pleasured to Death
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Preachers of the Darkside
ScreamThey show you the way they want you to stay. They'll take you down to the bottom zone. They show you Pride. Make you feel alive. They come to you when you're all alone. They tell you death is no different from the rest. Say you'll never feel any harm. They tell you lies. Never hear your cries they make you taste the blood from Satan's arms.CHORUSLet me tell you about the Preachers of the Dark Side they won't turn you away. The Preachers of the Dark Side they can turn your grave.The powers you get from the Temple of Set will give you ever lasting nobility. You carry our calls from Satan halls against the will of the trinity. They show you the way they want you to stay. They'll take you down to the bottom zone. They tell you lies. Never hear your cries. They come to you when you're all alone.CHORUSSolo Smith In the night you try to run and hide they never hear your cries it's just the same way. Every day you try to run and pray they never hear them say it's just the same way. All the time you try to live your life. You never see the light it's just the same way. Every day you try to run and away. They never hear them pray, it's just the same way. Yeah.The Preachers of the Dark Side. of the Dark Side. of the Dark Side. of the Dark Side. Yeah.
Fate of Hate
When you were just a boy. Just a damned little toy. They took you by the hand made you stay with your clan. They told you to stay away, never play, never talk, to a nigger man. You'd always push around, put them down. Never really cared if one of them died. It was all just a damn game. What a shame. Now behind bars you will hide. CHORUSYour life's a war, but you won't do it no more if you could. You played the game. Now you live in shame like you should. You try to run but you can't hide. For through your pride your inside. You try to run but it's to late. It's always just the FATE......OF HATE!It was a cold winter night, wanted to fight, hanging in a redneck bar. When in walked a man hand in hand, with a white girl in his arms. Would have never made you so mad so bad but the guy had different colored flesh. So then you grabbed him, stabbed him then looked for someone to be impressed.CHORUSSolo SmithWhite trash, broken glass, take away, never play. Going on the same song every single day. It's always just the fate of hate. You take, you hate, you forsake. You turn the world into it's hate. It's always, just the fate of hate. You whine, you dine, you 69. You're just a spoiled american pie. It's always, just the fate of hate.It's just, it's just, it's justTHE FATE OF HATEYou must, well I trust, but it's justTHE FATE OF HATE
Pleasured to Death
Solo Oppelt Can you hear the child in the night? Can you see the tears that he cries? Can't you feel his hunger and pain? The life he lives will drive him insane. He tries to break away.The rise and fall the death of life. He lays alone and gives up his fight. Poisons flowing through as blood. He grabs the hand of a man in a hood. He comes to take away. He comes to take away. He comes to take away. He comes to take away.I can see him crying in the night. I can see the tears that he will fight. I can see the trouble he will face. I can see him trying to escape. He tries to break away. Pleasured to Death!I can hear him screaming deep inside. I can hear the screams he tries to hide. I can hear the loneliness in his tone. I can hear him falling to Satan's throne. He comes to take away. Pleasured to Death!Solo SmithPleasured to Death! I can feel the death growing in its size. I can feel the pain when I look in his eyes. I can feel the pleasure he tries to gain. I can feel that the result is pain. He comes to take away. Pleasured to Death!