Hangar 18
Welcome to our fortress tall I’ll take some time to show you around Impossible to break these walls For you see the steel is much too strong Computer banks to rule the world Instruments to sight the stars Possibly I’ve seen too much Hangar 18 I know too much Foreign life forms inventory Suspended State of cryogenics Selective amnesia’s the story Believed foretold but who’d suspect The military intelligence Two words combined that can’t make sense Possibly I’ve seen too much Hangar 18 I know too much
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Welcome to our fortress tall Take some time to show you around Impossible to break these walls For you see the steel is much too strong Computer banks to rule the world Instruments to sight the stars Possibly I've seen to much Hangar 18 I know too much Foreign life forms inventory Suspended state of cryogenics Selective amnesia's the story Believed foretold but who'd suspect. The military intelligence Two words combined that can't make sense Possibly I've seen to much Hangar 18 I know too much
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
Welcome to our sanguinary sect of worship Feel at home in our black conventicle As we anathematise all those who oppose us Don't summon the devil, don't call the priests If you need the strength, the conjuring Obey! Behold, the flames rise from the compass' cardinal points Burn the sacred oil, and with the ashes you'll anoint Arrange the symbols of the wizard and magician Light the candles, place the parchment paper in position Between its leaves place the lash from a black cat's eye A straw of a broom, fold, and burn, and centralize Don't summon the devil, don't call the priests If you need the strength, then conjure me I am the devil's advocate, salesman if you will You know my name, you know my name I met your father years ago, I gave him what he'd please He called my name, and you'll do the same I'm claiming what is mine by right, it's time to close the deal You're bought and sold, bought and sold Come join me in my infernal depths, Mephisto's hall of fame I've got your soul, I've got your soul The conjuring Obey
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026
A cockroach in the concrete, courthouse tan and beady eyes A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies A little man with a big eraser, changing history Procedures that he's programmed to, all he hears and sees Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue Make a person disappear, and no one will ever miss you Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws Follow the instructions of the New Way's Evil Book of Rules Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools You said you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway ? Ever think may be it was meant to be this way ? Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come I believe my kingdom will come [CHORUS:] F, is for fighting, R is for red Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed E, we elect them, E, we eject them In the land of the free and the home of the brave D, for your dying, O, your overture M, will cover your grave with manure This spells out FREEDOM, it means nothing to me As long as there's P.M.R.C F, is for fighting, R is for red Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed E, we elect them, E, we eject them In the land of the free and the home of the brave D, for your dying, O, your overture M, is for money, you know what that cures This spells out FREEDOM, it means nothing to me As long as there's P.M.R.C [CHORUS:] Put your hand right up my shirt Pull the strings that make me work Jaws will part, words fall out Like a fish with hook in mouth Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws Follow the instructions of the New Way's Evil Book of Rules Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools I'm not a fish I'm a man Hook in mouth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026