Cranium
Album • 1998
Grave Raper: "Ahah Chainsaw Demon, there's the disco!" Chainsaw Demon: "Yeah, let's give 'em hell!" Guard: "Sorry guys, we don't want any metal people in here." Grave Raper & Chainsaw Demon: "What? What are you saying? What are you saying you fucker? A T T A C K ! ! ! ! !" Kill! We're storming - the disco You cry in fear Speed metal warriors Punishment is here! Slaughter on the dance floor You're gonna dance in gore! Slaughter on the dance floor This is a big chainsaw! Slaughter on the dance floor You fuckin' disco whores! Slaughter on the dance floor Holy speed metal war! Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor! Slaughter! Slaughter with a chainsaw! Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor! Slaughter! Dancing in your own gore! Speed metal - is screaming Right through the air Disco whores in guts and beer This is the last they hear! Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor! Slaughter! Slaughter with a chainsaw! Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor! Slaughter! Dancing in your own gore!
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Madman, killer, crazy man Moving into your nice town Into your nice neighborhood Young girls now will be his food He lures them to his home For nice games on the lawn The lawnmower is on! She screams and starts to run He laughs, he's right behind! He's gonna mow her down She stumbles and falls, and he is there He drops the mower on her skin so bare Flesh, legs, hands, grass fly in the air And last he cuts her hair Come on, scream for me! I'm your lawnmower lover You better run for cover Your body is so soft My machine is sharp and hot A bloody pile on his lawn He laughs and rolls in the young girl's gore He cleans the machine, and he wants more In the playing ground he will get them for sure He lures them to his home For nice games on the lawn The game begins again She screams, he's not a friend She tries to climb the fence He drags her to her painful end The machine is upside down It roars with a frightening sound! Into the steel with her feet first She squeals in panic and he roars in bloodthirst
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Welcome to my clinic Have a seat in the padded chair I'll fix your teeth alright And my price is always fair And now you wake up screaming The drill is bouncing in your oral cavity This is real, you are not dreaming Your limbs shake in insanity Eat the fuckin' drill! AHHHHHHH! Ha, ha, ha, ha! OHHHHHHHHHH! Tongue and teeth, fly in the air The drill is alive inside your head You shit yourself and you're strapped in the chair Your brain explodes with pain and then you're dead The final swing is indeed a drill It's how many patients I can kill I'm in charge and I drill at will The dentist of death! What was once a pretty head Is now a mess of skin, teeth and flesh My white coat is now blood red The dentist of death! How can I help you sir? Oh please, have a seat I'll free you of your pain Yes I am armed to the teeth Open your mouth, idiot! AAAAAHHHH!!!!!! Ha, ha, ha! OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! Open your mouth! OOOOHH, AAAHHH!! Eat the drill! UUAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!! You idiot, eat it! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!! The final swing is indeed a drill It's how many patients I can kill I'm in charge and I drill at will The dentist of death!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Fire burns, in the town But don't you worry, we'll soon be around We're not an ordinary rescue team We don't care about your horrible screams (Oh, help us, help, oh!) Our tank is filled with fuckin' gasoline! We're Satan's servants, you will see CHORUS: Satanic Rescue Team Instead water we bring gasoline! Tonight we barbecue Satan is waiting for you! Waiting for you! Here goes the alarm, but we won save you, We will do you harm We are murderers, we are insane, your screams for help are all in vain We're not an ordinary rescue team We don't care about your horrible screams (Aaahhhh, I'm burning, help me, oooohhhh!!!!!!) Our tank is filled with fuckin' gasoline! We're Satan's servants, you will see REPEAT CHORUS Fire! Some of you try to jump from the fire But we await with sharpened spikes You are cremated and still alive We are possessed, we are demonized! Ha, ha we are demonized! Satanic Rescue Team Instead water we bring gasoline! Tonight we barbecue Satan is waiting for you! Waiting for you! Waiting for you! Waiting for you! Satan is, Satan is, Satan is waiting for you!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
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Oooh...I am Grave Raper I am a creepy guy I have a date at midnight A shovel in my hand... When others sleep I'm hard at work Horny like hell, digging earth Six feet down is where she lies Lady temptress, smell of flies She is a perfect lover Her coffin is our bed Here she is, I throw away the shovel I kiss her decomposing skin I am the Grave Raper I am a creepy guy I'm gonna fuck you til, Until you fucking die But that's impossible You are already dead It's time for blow job now Give me your rotten head In the night I creep and skulk I told you I'm a creepy guy In the night I desecrate Rape you in your grave I fuck your corpse to pieces I am your necro-lover No worry of diseases I always use a rubber! Between your legs I place my head Your rancid smell I sniff Now I kiss your skull instead Come on, don't be so stiff! Shining through, your skeleton Gives me a bad hard-on Turn around in the graveyard grass To fuck what used to be your ass! I am a creepy guy I have a date at midnight A shovel in my hand... When others sleep I'm hard at work Horny like hell, digging earth Six feet down is where she lies Lady temptress, smell of flies She is a perfect lover Her coffin is our bed Here she is, I throw away the shovel I kiss her decomposing skin I am the Grave Raper I am a creepy guy I'm gonna fuck you til, Until you fucking die But that's impossible You are already dead It's time for blow job now Give me your rotten head Shining through, your skeleton Gives me a bad hard-on Turn around in the graveyard grass To fuck what used to be your ass! Oh, shit, here's the morning Time to go home But I'll be back... Ha, ha, ha, ha...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Flight nr. 666, Gran Satania Speed metal maniacs, drinking in their seats Metal music pounding, all are drunk as hell Alcohol and metal, and bitches on the beach Bitches on the beach, let's fuck 'em! Families are fleeing, when we come into town Playing metal, drinking liquor, gonna thrash you down Lock up your daughters, cos we are fucking pigs Dressed in leather, spikes and chains, it's what those bitches dig! Violence on the beach, we scrare you all away When we are in the water even sharks dare not to stay Once peaceful island is now a boiling hell Puking, fucking, drinking, thrashing every night and day! Speed metal! Speed metal! Speed metal! Speed fuckin' metal! Volcano is erupting, fire in the sky We laugh and party on, all around us die We're swimming in the lava, we're surfing on the fire Speed metal party, we will never tire!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
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