Ghoul (USA) piosenki

As your casket closes listen to the living weep Their tears are such cold comfort when they bury you so deep You think they cry for you; that they came to pay respects? The living only weep because they know that they are next Sobbing in their mourning clothes...

I woke, I awoke in the night from a terrible dream A crystal skull caught in a frozen scream It was calling me, mon, calling me to a distant land There was hooded mutants and a mon with metal hand I'll board a ship and I will cross the sea I'm the houngan prie...

Drug-crazed and ravenous, Digestor, Fermentor, and Cremator go on a rampage through Creepsylvania, devouring everyone in their paths. From his palace the Basilisk watches and waits... Blood Feast On the outskirts of town Heard the townsmen a curious and t...

Grab a hood to hide your face Tie a shirt around your waist Pull a sk8 from off the wall It's time to crash the funeral hall The Ghoul Hunter is out tonight But we don't really care We're gonna give this town a fright So citizens beware We're homicidal retards...

Armed with a bag of tsombi powder and a hastily drawn map, Samedi gains entrance to the catacombs only to find four hooded imbeciles trying to huff sewage fumes from a mummified skull. He offers his wares and three of the mutants greedily accept, with predicta...

Whispering voices in darkness Their footsteps were really quite loud They came for a skull made of crystal They'll leave in a burial shroud Gathering in the graveyard A cult and a secret cabal They'll search every inch of the catacombs Kill them all, kill them...

let me introduce you to a very special fiend a twisted hunchback with stringy white hair peddler of curios and Ghoul benefactor at a dusty little place down the road from our lair his name is of no concern but his wares are of particular interest he sells the...

Up in the Volkov mountains In the rubble of the Ghoul hunter's home A monster of metal lies buried Under ten thousand tons of stone To wield a weapon so powerful Its owner would conquer and rule The cult leader plans reactivate That killbot should decimate Gho...

Dawn breaks with a strange odour wafting into the cemetery on an icy breeze. In the depths of the swamp a skeletal traveler quietly pushes through the slime in a small canoe. Somewhere in the Basilisk's palace the crystal skull emits a low hum... Death in th...

As Killbot bears down on the fearsome foursome, the snarl of an ancient terror is heard from the darkness of the fungoid tunnels... Destructor From a race and place unknown One ton of hair, teeth, muscle, and bone The savage lord of a bygone age A broken...

We smelled the greasepaint in the air, They stumbled into town last night, completely unaware, Clad in shirts of mesh and with mascara on their eyes We saw a keyboard player and we knew they had to die. They played a show at Ivan's Inn, From underneath the sta...

chimneys choked with soot belching flame from the furnace erupts a funeral pyre for the newly deceased the long dead and the freshly defunct a human candle with a guttering flame melting fat in the hypocaust your time has run short, your spark is now dim ashes...

One night as I crept through the cemetery gates Seeking out the cause of the local mania I bespied a ghastly sight, which gave me quite a fright The legendary Ghouls of Creepsylvania They were moshing to and fro, And shrieking at the moon, you know Howling ban...

Sunday's gloomy Your hours are slumberless Dear mess, the poseurs You've lived with are numberless Brand new white sneakers Will never awaken you Not once the Swamp Hag Zurylada Has taken you Angels have no thought Of ever protecting you They won't be angry W...

Dead things are what we adore, Gut chomping fiends that get snockered on gore In boneyards we prefer to dine A baby, our dinner; black blood is our wine Breaking open caskets to grab a bite to eat Ravenously slobbering on mummified meat The maggots in your sku...

Guzzling the rot gut Binging on the putrefied swill Total fucking mind rot Blind drunk and I'm dying to kill So fucking loaded I can't get off the floor Three sheets are to the wind and I'm going for four I'm a total wreck, gotta lay off the booze And on top o...

This town is a smoldering hole Christo-fascists are in control They put a Disney store in Svatoplunk Square All the guards at the labor camp shop there Christian values, the mark of their sect Creepsylvanian traditions what they claim to protect And the messag...

Out on the bog sits a mouldy old shack, A graveyard out front and a swamp in the back, The creature who lives there personifies death, She'll curdle your blood with the smell of her breath, Wrapped up in rags and a tattered old hood, She walks with a cane made...

I'll rip the eyeballs from your head Your innards boiled internally Cremator flays you one by one Sending ashes into eternity Dissector's good with a sharpened hook I'll gut you like a fish Fermentor will anatomize Against your every wish Your face we'll burn...

Alone in his castle the Ghoul Hunter toils, Devising a plan to destroy Feverishly working on a monstrous creation A man of mechanix to cause devastation Gears are adjusted for inhuman power Ten feet tall; a wrought iron tower Death he can bring with a squeeze...