Тексты песен «Gama Bomb»

They came from hell Under Mephisto's spell They have no skin The terror begins They looks round corners They see without eyes, They go to you house Bearing manlike disguise! Guts! Bones! Chunks! Rot!...

You've never been in a fight but you will be tonight If you're hip to the groove you will see You know the end is nigh, you've got to hang 'em high Get a mallet and take to the street There's civil unrest, development's...

Distant powers, outer space Evil forces, the human race Comets landing in your town Heed the warning, get underground We fight them on the sea and land Death-ray turns your face to sand To wipe the earth of humans...

Of the evening I sup the wine It is made of brains Soon your brains will taste like grapes From the vat of bones I crush your face with my metal jaw Like a coconut stuffed with brains I might tend the shrubs on Sunday...

We bang 'til death and lay siege to the pub With tankards and pints in the air Straight edgers worst fears, we're addicted to beers Though whiskey and cider get their share Back in the day when the beer fuelled thrash...

A sailor's map in an occult store, In a place where no shop ever stood before Making plain that near the old town square Abandoned ruins still standing there Scale the wall, smash the lock, tear the ivy back Break the...

Napoleon Blownapart, 1610 - Martin Luther, they did it again World War Two, 1945 - tourists from the future, they did not survive Panzers at Hastings, 1066 - we fought with lasers, they fought with sticks Nuking the...

Sitting in the house, watching High Spirits Steve Guttenberg preparing to rock Sitting on the bus, listening to the Terminator soundtrack Tahnee Cain, solid as fuck Here's looking at you, Michael Biehn When we go...

Back from the grave, down to the pub They always, always come back They crave for a brew to wash down your brains An eight percent grey matter sludge Made from beer and brains Doubles of mortal remains Drain the dregs...

Drinking and dancing and female nudity Dancing round the bonfire as they weave their witchery Disembrained bodies coming back from the dead Disembowelled hands take the brains from your head Because once you look into...

Men of science misuse the deceased Taught them to rip and to slay Soon they are legions filling the streets The fool and his flesh part ways Who is the enemy? Who is you friend? What is their purpose? We can't...

It's not too late, and I know how They're closing in on our compound If you must, do me right Don't wanna walk into the night They are rending [sic] flesh from bone The last outpost, we stand alone A rotting heart, an...