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The children of the night, what sweet music they
Make
I have awaken from bloodless rest
To welcome my German guest
He has traveled from a great nation
To this Carpathian destination
First we'll drain you of your blood
Then we'll take everything you love
'Cuz Transylvania's for suckers, motherfuckers
Thomas awakes in the middle of the night
And notices my hungry bite
But there's nothing you can do
Once you're food for Nosferatu
First we'll drain you of your blood
Then we'll take everything you love
'Cuz Transylvania's for suckers, motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
I am immortal, shall know no end
Eternal dusk to arise from my coffin
I must go and catch a flight
And christen thee thy children of the bite
First we'll drain you of your blood
Then we'll take everything you love
'Cuz Transylvania's for suckers
I will never fear the mortal grave
Patron saint of the depraved
'Cuz Transylvania's for suckers, motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
Motherfuckers
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The Crimson Executioner
02:41
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Centuries ago, my body was encased
In this murderous tomb
Not realizing I would return
To instate their doom
My ancient castle tainted
with their modern dishonor
But they have sprung my trap
A bloody pit of horror
Echoing, off the brick walls in the night
Edith, it’s on you I’ve placed my sight
A muscle man, separated from real society
The rebirth of terror his reality
I am the man, you’ll die in fear
Your death is near, I am the Crimson Executioner
When the pendulum falls down
One will meet their end
The others I choke in the cellars
My dungeon grave I defend
My vengeful soul set loose
From the broken Tribunal seal
Make up for the hundreds of years
The world went without my torturous steel, fuck
Die by the boobytrap, arrows in the walls
Or die the spider’s poison in its claws
Why not be iron maidened on the bed
Or drive around in circles 'cause you’re dead
I am the man, you’ll die in fear
Your death is near, I am the Crimson Executioner
In the torture chamber, none will escape the wrath
Of this muscle tone obsessed psychopath
Poisoned barbs leave his perfect body contaminated
Embraced by his lover death, the executioner is terminated
I am the man, you’ll die in fear
Your death is near, I am the
I am the man, you’ll die in fear
Your death is near, I am the Crimson Executioner
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Under A Doomed Moon
05:25
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The sepulchral ground splits
The rising of the dead
Soulless ghouls seek blood
The graveyard is moonlit
Reflective pools of red
Speckle the broken mud
They have risen from Hell
Enchanted by an evil spell
To feast upon the living
Past the Witching Hour
They will devour
On those whose sins are unforgiven
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
It awaits in the night
No light behind its eyes
That peer for victims in the dark
Its carnassial bite
Will insure its prey dies
Then reanimates with Devil's Marks
The jugulars it severs
Moves the beast towards forever
None of God's creatures loved less
In the ancient woods
It stalked humans for food
In eras now approaching timelessness
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
Evil begets death
Can't you feel the end
Our blood sustains the undead
Until the last gasped breath
Hell and Earth mended
And no need of daily bread
Because death can only feed
On the souled meats
As they're lowered in the ground
And under doomed moons
Humans sit in gloom
Waiting to hear the shovel's sound
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
Thine life has ended on the black Sabbath
The reaper's scythe points to thy tomb (tomb)
The Hell-pits burn, sinning souls suffer
Buried under a doomed moon
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Cats Of The Living Dead
02:16
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We're all running all around town
Trying to get from where the cats are found
Crazy shit's about to go down
These greasers are moldy green and bloody red
They'll only go down for a bullet in the head
I hope you packed your lead
for the cats of the living dead
You better get the Hell out of the way
If you don't want to become their pray
These undead cats are really stray
These greasers are moldy green and bloody red
They'll only go down for a bullet in the head
I hope you packed your lead
for the cats of the living dead
They were delinquents when they were alive
With their leather and switch-knives
Now they're hungry for your brains
Eyeballs hang from their wallet chains
The streets have turned into a straight brawl
Hit them in the kneecaps with 8-balls
These zombie punks are still gonna crawl
These greasers are moldy green and bloody red
They'll only go down for a bullet in the head
I hope you packed your lead
for the cats of the living dead
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Gravel being thrown around your head
Shovels digging up your dirt bed
Water hose to clean up this bloodbath
Me, I'll get the last fucking laugh
Drag, drag, dragging you a country mile
I think I saw something like this on Forensic Files
You shouldn't have pissed me off
You're only sorry (sorry)
One more swing and your head's coming off
You're only sorry 'cuz I have an axe
Road signs blur on my drive back
You lay under dirt and burlap sack
I turn up Motörhead
While you do nothing 'cuz you're fucking dead
Drag, drag, dragging you a country mile
I think I saw something like this on Forensic Files
You shouldn't have pissed me off
You're only sorry (sorry)
One more swing and your head's coming off
You're only sorry 'cuz I have an axe
D.E.A.D.
You shouldn't have pissed me off
You're only sorry (sorry)
One more swing and your head's coming off (motherfucker)
You're only sorry 'cuz I have an axe
'Cuz I have an axe, motherfucker
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Nuclear fallout blankets ruined cities
There's no longer you and I, just me
Panicked onlookers run to their deaths
As we're sucked in by the cloud's breath
Collapse of the world as we knew it
One last chance and we blew it
Up with an atomic bomb
And just like that, society's gone
The future ain't what it used to be
And the future ain't what it used to be
Centuries later and things are the same
Police and robbers is the game
That we all play as corpses litter the roads
And there's no going home
Radiation has eaten its way
Through fucking flesh and humanity
If you wonder what it's like in Hell
Don't look here this makes it look swell
The future ain't what it used to be
And the future, it ain't what it used to be motherfucker
Fuck
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I'm Your Devil Man
03:10
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Way back in 1956
Elvis shook his hips
Got the kids hooked on the rock'n'roll rhythm
Musical exorcism
Sell your souls
To rock'n'roll
Sell your souls
Call me on the line
I'll be there anytime
Dial 666
And I'll be your Devil Man
Way back in 1956
Elvis shook his hips
Got the kids hooked on the rock'n'roll rhythm
Musical exorcism
Sell your soul
To rock'n'roll
Sell your souls
Call me on the line
I'll be there anytime
Dial 666
And I'll be your Devil Man
Call me on the line
I'll be there anytime
Dial 666
And I'll be your Devil Man
I'll be your Devil Man
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When we're all alone, I feel so very high
Do anything to save you like The Brain That Wouldn't Die
We're both skin and bones, that all decays
But we could live 6 feet deep, forever there we'd stay
Corpse, skeleton, ashes I don't really care
Just as long for eternity, you're always there
You can have this mortal life, and share what we got
But to be buried next to you would be such a lovely place to rot
Life can be one big trip, sometimes it's a hassle
But forever my heart is locked inside your Nightmare Castle
Just like Gomez and Morticia, we stay side by side
Even when it's time for a bath of formaldehyde
Corpse, skeleton, ashes I don't really care
Just as long for eternity, you're always there
You can have this mortal life, and share what we got
But to be buried next to you would be such a lovely place to rot
Go
Once upon a time, we were walking amongst the graves
Pondering mortality and death, from which no one's saved
Clinging onto lives that will wash away like summer rains
Until we return to the earth and through the flowers live again
Corpse, skeleton, ashes I don't really care
Just as long for eternity, you're always there
You can have this mortal life, and share what we got
But to be buried next to you would be such a lovely place to rot
Rot, rot, rot
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They Wear Our Skin
04:51
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Assimilate, as we catch on it's already too late
Mind games slow us down, already too deep in the ground
Ostracized from the pods that are swarming like flies
How can we survive when we don't even know who's truly alive
They come from beyond the stars
As an infection settling beneath the skin
Our castrated humanity performed as
They, they, they wear our skin
Escape, the only chance from this intergalactic rape
We walk through the streets afraid of who we'll see
Invasion, a numbers game of elimination
Until there's nothing left, until there's nothing fucking left
They come from beyond the stars
As an infection settling beneath the skin
Our castrated humanity performed as
They, they, they wear our skin
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In The Twilight Zone
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In black and white lies a Sixteen-Millimeter Shrine
An Elegy for those lost in the cracks of space and time
For the ones that never returned from the After Hours
The darkness is a Fever and they were devoured
Come Wander With Me
To a place beyond reality
In the black starry sky, you might find
The cracks, the cracks within your mind
You'll probably never make it back home
Your next stop is in the Twilight Zone
The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street
And they're here To Serve Man, as a recipe
But we're a Mirror Image, People Are Alike All Over
Maybe we're The Invaders in the Eye Of The Beholder
Come Wander With Me
To a place beyond reality
In the black starry sky, you might find
The cracks, the cracks within your mind
You'll probably never make it back home
Your next stop is in the Twilight Zone
In the black starry sky, you might find
The cracks, the cracks within your mind
You'll probably never make it back home
Your next stop is in the Twilight Zone
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Devil's Night
01:42
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Trick or treat, smell my feet
Give me something good to eat
Candy apples and razor blades
A tasty snack to the grave
Jack-o-lanterns light the way
Reminders of our mortality
And though our corpses will give in
We're here right now for Samhain
It's the devil's night
And you'll die of fright
Am I covered in pumpkin guts
Or the innards of some slut?
It's the devil's night
And you'll die of fright
Am I covered in pumpkin guts
Or the innards of some slut?
We knock on the door
Don't ask us if we're 24
Put the candy in the bag
I won't ask twice you salty hag
It only comes once a year
Then just like us it disappears
And though our corpses will give in
We're here right now for Samhain
It's the devil's night
And you'll die of fright
Am I covered in pumpkin guts
Or the innards of some slut?
It's the devil's night
And you'll die of fright
Am I covered in pumpkin guts
Or the innards of some slut?
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Billy Creepshow Nederland, Texas
Horror punk/heavy metal band Billy Creepshow formed in May 2016 as the brainchild of the frontman of the same name.
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