Notre Dame
Album • 1999
Welcome to the ruins of a sideshow from the other side - C´ est un nouveau show chaque nui A dark scenario by and with vampires pretending to be humans, pretending to be humans - La chambre de terreur trop sexy est la femme fatale qui éduit Le public masculin extravagante est la performance dans laquelle les victimes transpirent - Any volunteers? So, let us present ladies & gentleman on stage, a snuff movie live! They assume it is done with mirrors A – Z in the book of horrors - I want to suck your... blood! Le Théatre Du Vampire Le Théatre Du Vampire tara Maestro! A deaf conductor and his disharmonic orchestra - De la harpe et des violins and for the many (hrmm) intelectuals in the audience menue is served - Buffé autour d´un cadavre on côte, diverses génies comfortable, pour bercer les spectateure - Schreck du maximal! elles déclament une harangue shakespearienne " to be or not to be" see Paris then die! A - once in a lifetime opportunity, to watch this opening night They may guess but they can´t be certain what goes on behind these curtains - I want to suck your blood... at Le Théatre Du Vampire Le Théatre Du Vampire Su le sang si deux et macabre silhouette s´agitent dans l´audience jouis de ce diabolique theatre - Don´t forget to bring your garlic necklace! Le Théatre Du Vampire Le Théatre Du Vampire tara Le Théatre Du Vampire
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Bouffoon Bloody Bouffoon Quiet please be quiet You´re not supposed to speak at all unless I say so Bouffoon Bloody Bouffoon! I´ll strangle you someday you know you´re just one arm´s length away Bouffoon! You´re a bouffoon but on the other hand there´s nothing there (there´s nothing...) Stop playing echo (stop playing echo) you know I hate when you do that! A ventriloquist´s dilemma Silence I said silence! As a puppet on a string you´re not supposed to say a thing Bloody Bouffoon I know it´s so cliché we are all dolls of papier maché Bouffoon Bloody Bouffoon
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Once upon a time in a place not far from here lived a prince in a castle with his lovely fiancée One day she got bit by a bat and grew paler and paler. She died later that spring in the arms of... - Vlad The Impaler outcast from the arch. Only fools dare to whisper his name after dark: "Vlad is the Devil", that´s what they say; but he´s so very generous on fangs-givings day! Vlad The Impaler sings a lullaby for naughty, naughty children; the time has come to... die! Vlad has a hole where his heart ought to be, he knows the "life at stake" process by heart, see Vlad The Impaler crawls out his den like itsy bitsy spider he crawls back again If Vlad would have a penny for every time he´s bad, then Vlad would have plenty... but no-no Vlad has a bad breath caused by tooth-decay when stalking his victims bad breath gives him away But he was more known as... Dracula!!!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Well if you´re dying to be dying - I´ll bring Nosferatu you And you´re sick of all the suckers then - I´ll bring Nosferatu you The price of your entry is sin I know you´re lying when you´re saying yes - I bring Nosferatu you And now you wonder about that hunger - well I brought Nosferatu you You´re terrifying so stop whining - I brought Nosferatu you The price of your entry is sin So, if you´re dying to be dying - I´ll bring Nosferatu to you too!!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
Ride, ride, ride Through murky spruce forests where every tree seems to whisper "his" name goes a hazardous horse-drawn sleigh-ride, the coachman´s fingers frozen stiff at the reins Passing landscapes of impaled bodies, it´s human scarecrows by birds eaten bare as the cargo must be brought fore sunrise cannot stop before this Dracula´s lair The sleigh onward ploughing through crusty swirling snow being watched from the edging black forest, sinister eyes in hundreds glow All at once in an unanimous howling before they team up as to yield not to kill no realization of a hell frozen over can make him stop until his task is fulfilled Ride, ride, ride, Embraced by darkness in the form of a swarm of bats must be something ´bout that coffin he´s carrying, that stalks these predators, some devilish pact Pre-dawn and the horses are struggling half-dead across a suspending bridge along the winding trail torches has been lit, ill-omened sparkling glow marks the ridge Make haste - there´s no time to waste, the upward spiral leads to Castle Dracul In his pocket burns his wife´s wedding ring still on her finger - now the circle is full At arrival there´s a group of gypsies, had a minor accident when bringing it inside in the coffin lies the creepy stranger, in all it´s beauty now the sun arise Rise, rise, rise
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
After sundown, I am gone - I am going home, home So refreshing, at pre-dawn being reborn, born Something I desire, it´s something I must have Few things I require but this I do demand, this I do demand... Bathe myself in darkness, like balsam for the soul Shadows growing taller at... Lay myself in darkness and slowly fade away Don´t wake until after the... Dusk Peaceful moments deep into the twilight zone Enter darkness sweet & cold refill my soul Bathe myself in darkness, like balsam for the soul Shadows growing taller at... nightfall Lay myself in darkness and slowly fade away Don´t wake until after the... Dusk
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Take me to the swamp where all are gathered for the Sabbat, Sabbat They move and move in a zombie-like trance in the Sabbat, Sabbat The witch-doctor of New Orleans has abducted a girl in her early teens Them creepy little crawlers drawn to the fire in the Sabbat The swampy water cast a greenish gloom unto the Sabbat, Sabbat The priestess read unidentified psalms through the Sabbat Unsheathe a knife of ebenholtz then decapitates the voodoo Barbie dolls The ritual proceeds with "Kill her! Kill her!" in the Sabbat, Sabbat And then Lizzy Borden took an axe and gave her mummified mom another forty whacks And a corny brat named Malachi used a rusty machete for his suicide The monsteress from god knows where took a leap into the fire, lost her wooly green hair. A stiff one who´s spent his 90´s swamped with his hockeyhelmet hair-do he began to stomp
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Rewrite the holy bible My favorite author of horrors Inspired by each other they borrow Apparently there´s only one modern Edgar Allan Poe Then, I noticed a striking resemblance their S´s has a slight obliqueness The moment I saw it I knew it has got to be, got to be... Faust A pseudonym´s seldom a haphazard his surname is Oz as in wizard With magic he fools everyone no one ever seen his face The marionettes of the critics reverse as the matter of facts it´s Americas best selling book is the world a big whorehouse or what... Faust Remarkable touch with the characters His cryptical tales gives a us nightmares A wordsmith with fingertip feel What is fiction and what is real? He feeds off of us then he hates us An underground reached occult status A misanthrope with a horde - we who read between the lines Withdrawn from a world in the limelight developed an authorship´s stage-fright Nocturnal like them in his books whom are sensitive to light He´s walking the streets incognito it´s over - the end - finito! A star who´s unwilling to sign and that in 1999
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Surprise! Help me blow out the candles? - isn´t that what you meant Who brings the nicest presents gets my dead presidents Don´t wish me happy birthday - don´t wish me happy birthday Yes, I know what you are up to - you scavengers Hip Hip Hooray! Put in a special paragraph in my testament everything goes to charity in case of an accident Don´t wish me happy birthday - I am not happy! Watch it, is that a bowie knife to cut the cake Hip Hip Hooray "for he s a jolly good fellow, for he s a jolly good fellow that nobody can´t deny" - die, die, die! Hip Hip Hooray Surprise! Help me blow out the candles? - isn´t that what you meant Who brings the nicest presents gets my dead presidents Don´t wish me happy birthday - don´t wish me happy birthday Yes, I know what you are up to - you scavengers Hip Hip Hooray! Put in a special paragraph in my testament everything goes to charity in case of an accident Don´t wish me happy birthday - I am not happy! Watch it, is that a bowie knife to cut the cake Hip Hip Hooray "for he s a jolly good fellow, for he s a jolly good fellow that nobody can´t deny" - die, die, die! Hip Hip Hooray
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
He sought cover on that rainy Sunday night Where no-man had sat his foot for a long, long time A lonesome chapel on a desolate moor shortly after he slept by the fire-place awoke as god has made him there on the floor by a female falsetto at the break of dawn a half-choked "haven´t you seen a man before!!?" When he saw the blushing nuns of the sisterhood... nunsense! He was in fact a carpenter´s son but not that particular one They surely could use the strong hands of a handyman to repair the leaking roof against food and a warm bed... (he had plenty to choose from) That once so poor choir improved miraculously as if someone had popped the cork and let the spirit free They didn´t know how empty they were, until they were filled underneath every veil there was a women concealed A faint scent of au de cologne in the air Damnation! That man has turned this place into a Vanity Fair 666 !!!! Sister Mary was caught in a Linda Blair-ish activity with a crucifix - crush it!!! Waiting for his resurrection... ...PS. Those belts of chastité was destroyed cause their faith had swallowed the key if one man shall lay their puzzle, he´s in possession of the missing (piece) what the good book says is not too good according to this sisterhood
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Once you´re trapped inside her net there´s no way back She´s a supersexy widow and she´s black She´s a man-eater in bed, and won´t leave until she´s fed Now I am trapped inside her world wide web She´s a nightmare but she´s every young mans dream As you know no things are really what they seem Then a thought went through my head, she´s always newly wed and they´re all inside her world wide web Venomous, her kiss has poisoned us Torturous, she love to do to us Hazardous, world wide notorious Bouncing back and fourth on every thread inside this world wide web Hang on tight, grotesque´s her appetite Venomous, her kiss has poisoned us Torturous, what she loves to do to us Marvelouz, she is dead-serious Bouncing back and forth until you´re dead inside this world wide web Spiderella keeps a harem for her lust, as an inborn mating instinct it´s a must Spiderella must be fed, she won´t leave you ´til you´re dead When you´re trapped inside her world wide web World wide web World wide web Web...
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
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