Re-Animated
A world beyond your wildest screams, Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps, Welcome to creature feature number thirteen. I, I know what you're thinking. That I bury the living. Creeping through the mortuary, bite your nails it's getting scary. Creeping, crawling in the murk, digging through the dirt GRAVEROBBER. Average everyday cadaver. Blood splatter what's the matter, corpse grinder body thief. Let me be your trick or treat. A world beyond your wildest screams, Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps, Welcome to creature feature number thirteen. WOW, Scream baby scream I, know that it sounds strange, That I, wanna eat your brains. Creeping through the mortuary, bite your nails it's getting scary. Creeping, crawling in the murk, digging through the dirt GRAVEROBBER. Average everyday cadaver. Blood splatter what's the matter, corpse grinder body thief. Let me be your trick or treat. A world beyond your wildest screams, Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps, Welcome to creature feature number thirteen. WOW, Scream baby scream A world beyond your wildest screams, Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps, Welcome to creature feature number thirteen. WOW, Scream baby scream
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 18, 2026
Gimme gimme bloodshed Gimme gimme hell yeah. Open your eyes sweet Mary Jane take a look around, You're miles away from anyone, And no one can hear a sound. Now you're knock,knock,knocking on heavens door while, You're chained to a dirty floor, Your sunshine just got lowered into, Into an early grave. Gimme gimme bloodshed Gimme gimme hell yeah Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. Yeah blood is red sweet Mary Jane and you know it's trues, It's dripping from body now, And it's filling up this room. And you scream,scream,screaming but no one hears a thing, Cause you're locked away, Your sunshine just got lowered into, Into an early grave. Gimme gimme bloodshed Gimme gimme hell yeah Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah. Now I, have a confession, A love affair with Smith and Wesson, Brutality is my obsession, And i can never get enough. Gimme gimme bloodshed Gimme gimme hell yeah Gimme gimme bloodshed oh yeah.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 18, 2026
Bang my head against the wall If it wasn't for the blood I wouldn't know at all, Smile at the camera with broken teeth, Slit my wrists say cheese and watch it bleed. Well it's ghouls night out creeps on parade, Creatures of the night they serenade, A penny for your thoughts, pennies for your eyes, I cross my fucking heart that I hope you die, And I've got an addiction, To ammunition, yeah,yeah, Well sticks and stones can break your bones, But a twelve gauge sawed off, Will blow your fucking head off. No tricks up my sleeve, no rabbit in the hat, Blood on my hands a rat in the trap, Laughing down the barrel of a gun that's at your head, Pull the trigger bang, bang now you're dead. Everything will be alright, If I could just get out alive, Guess I could pray if all else fails, Even though it's bullshit, but I might as well. I'm running like a rat now through this maze, With a bottle of booze and a hand grenade Screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs, Death's a motherfucker but it sure is fun. And I've got an addiction, To ammunition, yeah,yeah, Well sticks and stones can break your bones, But a twelve gauge sawed off, Will blow your fucking head off. No tricks up my sleeve, no rabbit in the hat, Blood on my hands a rat in the trap, Laughing down the barrel of a gun that's at your head, Pull the trigger bang, bang now you're dead. Ladies and gentlemen as you can see, I have no tricks up my sleeve, And there is certainly no rabbit in the hat. HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY And I've got an addiction, To ammunition, yeah,yeah, Well sticks and stones can break your bones, But a twelve gauge sawn off, Will blow your fucking head off. No tricks up my sleeve, no rabbit in the hat, Blood on my hands a rat in the trap, Laughing down the barrel of a gun that's at your head, Pull the trigger bang, bang now you're dead. Now You're All Dead You're All Dead
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026
Where does it end, where does it begin, My misery is my only friend, From the hole in my head, Or the infection within, I re-live the crime scene time and time again. I am the monster that you never see, Masked by the shadows on your city streets, Roses are red, you're turning blue, Violence is golden let me prove it to you. I left a trail from hollywood to hell, Destroy the world while you're sleeping, And I won't fail. The body count remains unknown, Remove the flesh from the bone, Dismemberment is an art of it's own, Just face the moon and put your death mask on. Out go the lights and bump goes the night, And with you fear comes my delight, Homicidal thoughts from homicidal minds, I'll take you all out one at a time. I'm in your closet underneath your bed, And when I'm not I'm in your head, You've got the blood, you've got the face, I've got the urge and now I want a taste. I left a trail from hollywood to hell, Destroy the world while you sleeping, And I won't fail. The body count remains unknown, Remove the flesh from the bone, Dismemberment is an art of it's own, Just face the moon and put your death mask on. I left a trail from hollywood to hell, Destroy the world while you sleeping, And I won't fail. The body count remains unknown, Remove the flesh from the bone, Dismemberment is an art of it's own, Just face the moon and put your death mask on. Put Your Death Mask On.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 18, 2026
The bodies were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that that family would soon be there, Skull soup for grandpa, And an eye for the dog, The main course is up before too long. Place the bloody bucket on the ground, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Let me tell you about our law, It's either sex or the saw yeah. All American Massacre. Everyone knows there's no place like home, Like one that's filled with chain-sawed fingers and bones, Who will survive, and what will be left of them, Just let god sort them out in the end. Run Sally, run on through the night, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Place her firmly on the hook, Bon appetit send my regards to the cook yeah. All American Massacre. Place the bloody bucket on the ground, Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down, Let me tell you about our law, It's either sex or the saw yeah. All American Massacre.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 18, 2026