Phantasm
Single • 1995
Gut Suckers Zombies rise, to the call of the dead Limbless bodies, with wounds to the head Same way they looked, when they died Now infected, corroded inside Poison runs deep, through the veins and heart Brain still lives, body falls apart Walking aimlessly, through the midnight air Eyes focused, to a thousand yard stare Lifeless corpses march on the night Looking for humans screaming in fright They suck their guts and even their brains Eat the flesh, bone remains Imagine your parents coming for you Wanting your guts, your brain too Frozen stiff in stet of shock They bite your flesh, jaws lock Smothered in blood, you still live Parents now dead, holes to the head The gunman laugh, at what they've done You eat their guts, now that your one
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Sewed Back To Life Graveyard ghouls, ripping the soil Stench of death, smell of spoil Coffin's re-opened, corpse contained Nothing left, all is drained Back to dungeon Operation starts Flesh sewed together A meeting of parts An experiment of life Brought from the dead Lightning hits hard Swarming to the head Waves signal positive, coming from the brain Eyes squint open, lights cause the strain Weakness from surgery, monster stumbles down In time his terror, will destroy the town Doctor of wisdom, doctor of belief One fatal mistake, idea turned to grief An abnormal brain, brain of a lunatic Implanted in the head, monster now sick Death's in the village, caised by the freak People inflict revenge, murder is what they seek Doctor wanted dead, for his invention Down goes the monster, and his intention
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
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