Тексты песен «Ghoul»

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Born to a whore on a Parisian floor In the ides of march, a babe to abhor Pardon my French, but life really sucked When you're born and grow up an ugly duck To the smiths to work my mother bade me But play with the fire...

Reject, the king of the nerds Treated like a social disease Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp Heavy Metal was his only release Picked on, he got a beating a day While everybody looked the other way Headcase, living in a...

Deep down underneath the ground In chambers clotted with the rotting dead Steaming vats filled with vampire bats, Tanis root, and decaying heads The potion made, we disseminate Spiking thousands of liters of grog...

Greetings from the home of Death A place devoid of hope Where sanity and reason twitch Upon the hangman's rope Greetings from a nightmare From a place that should not be Where spirits congregate In ectoplasmic revery...

RECOVERY GRID/DIVERT POWER LOAD NEURONS REFORMATTED/ACCESSING CODE DEFRAGMENTING CORTICAL DRIVE INSTALL SUCCESSFULL/KILLBOT ALIVE BOOTING UP NAVCOM AND WEAPON CONTROLL RUNNING CHAINGUN LOAD PROTOCOLS ACCESSING...

The sewer's a place where a Ghoul can relax, Comforts abound that the surface just lacks Bubbling toxins that ooze from old pipes, Barrels of goo; discarded wipes Crumbling corridors covered with slime, Rivers of sewage...

Nightfall, and you head to the show A ticket is clutched in your hand Wearing a vest made of denim With patches of your favorite bands You get to the club And the first band is totally lame These posers are into the...

I see towers of flame, and corpses too I see the doom, of me and you And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world. I see skies obscured, I see no light Dark freezing days, dark sleepless nights And I think to myself...