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1987
00:57
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Turn Up The Radio
02:10
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Once upon a midnight dreary
I awoke to find a desire deep inside
This desire will burn no more, no more
Because I have you tonight
Save your breath and die
Your screams can't save your life
This prison will silence the beast inside
The Beast of Birkenshaw
Turn up the radio and I will go quietly
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3. |
Blue Moon Killer
03:07
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I am the night; am the hunter
I am the light in your darkest of dreams
I am the voice of the trees in the wind
I am the thrill of a well-plotted sin
And baby, baby, I'm coming for you
Run all you like; there's no escaping
Charisma and an axe are my weapons of choice
By dawn you will be no more, no more
Your body will be found on the forest floor
'Cause baby, I am the
Blue Moon Killer
The thief of every heart
Blue Moon Killer
They label all my art because I
Melt their clothes with my charming eyes and I
Carve their skulls 'neath romantic skies before I -
You were the night; you were the hunted
You were the light in my darkest of dreams
Now yours are the eyes of a victim
Alive evermore in my scrapbook of sins
'Cause baby, I am the
Blue Moon Killer
The thief of every heart
Blue Moon Killer
They label all my art because I
Melt their clothes with my charming eyes and I
Carve their skulls 'neath romantic skies before I
Paint their faces - smile wide -
For the last fashion show of their lives
It's the last fashion show of their lives
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4. |
Galaxy 27
02:28
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It's in the blood
It's in the veins
It's in the bodies, cold
Yes, we are the few
We are the feared
We are the blood-beasts from
Galaxy 27
One million miles from earth
Is where we call our homes
We crave human flesh and technology
Tonight your world is ours
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You only hear the thunder and the rain
You never shed the tears of lust or shame
Your empathy is wasted; spill your guts as you dig up your graves
Night as black as coal
Can't match the color of your pitch-black soul
And when they find you pawing through the earth
I hope you find peace
Because you are a
Grave-robbing son-of-a-bitch
You sell the dead for food
You desecrate the tombs of the damned
And stamp on history
Fuck you, Lucy
Say your silent prayers
No Pope will hear
You're lost as Burke and Hare
Your arrogance will be your last mistake
When the hangman sings
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Midian
02:34
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There is a place in the ground where monsters live
It's a place called Midian
I have seen, in my dreams, the darkness and
I have seen my demons, whole
Yes, I've seen my demons
You thought you were done with me
But I will never leave
I am the creature below you
I am the one who creeps
I am the one who sleeps
I am the one who will lead you to hell
Doctor Dekker, I
I see you
Button eyes, zipper smile
Doctor Dekker, I
I loathe you
Leave your knives for a while
You thought you could silence me
Another notch on your killing spree
Another victim to call your own
But I won't ever leave
No I won't ever leave
I am your patient and you are my prey
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7. |
Evil Dead Warriors
03:44
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We are the damned
Neon blood runs through our veins
And drives our lust to kill
We are the damned
Terror breeds like flies
Every time the moon does rise
For we will rise with it
We will rise with it
Golden gates above us
Bodies rot below
Say goodbye to innocence
The evil damned will take away your soul
Run if you can
San Diego will bleed again
No one is safe 'till dawn
Sooner or later you'll all be gone
Water, water everywhere
But not a drop to drink
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8. |
All Saints Perish
02:29
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"Hail, hail Mary, full of grace"
That's what we all are taught to say
But who owns the church bells
And who owns the steeple
And who owns this basement
Filled with all these dead people?
Hail, hail Mary, full of lies
You can't forgive our sins
Or save our lives
You did no interceding
When we were taken and beaten
Now all we have to do is say goodbye
All saints perish and I
Will perish, too
All saints perish and I
Can see the truth
Why should God listen to another dead man?
If dead men can speak louder then I
I guess silence will do
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Formaldehyde
02:46
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Stain my whitewashed tomb
The color of my liver and my cancer-black lungs
My soul was lost the night I left my family in the gutter;
Restless dead
Formaldehyde
My friend, my only muse
For the days are long
And I need something to hold
Me together
Walk the midnight mile
Hear the specters moaning 'neath a blood-red moon
We crave the life we used to have
We crave the heat of the lives we end
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Bleed Me
02:05
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There's something dead in here
There's something rotting
There's something in your eyes
I think it's love
Take me to your chamber
Chain me to your walls
Bleed me like a lesion
Until the eons call
Sleep tightly in your grave
The sun is shining
The earth will keep you warm
As warm as death
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11. |
High Hopes
03:08
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"The House from Hell" is what they call me
Underneath their breath
They lock their windows and their doors
I've been alive since '75
Still goin' strong
They know I'm safer in the light
112 Ocean Avenue
Please leave your Bibles at the door
112 Ocean Avenue
Don't test my patience like before
In 1974
I'm in your dreams when you're asleep
I'm in your thoughts when you're awake
You feel me watching from the shadows
High Hopes will put you in your graves
112 Ocean Avenue
Please leave your Bibles at the door
112 Ocean Avenue
Don't test my patience like before
In 1974
I let the DeFeo family stay within my walls
They tried to exorcise me;
Turn me into stone
But baby, I'm not a home
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It's the way that you looked
Behind those eyes
It's the way that you walked
It's no surprise that you found me
Seven years have passed
Since Halloween
They say you are gone
But this town, they'll see
That you'll find me again
The night that you came home
Is the night that haunts my soul
It's the night that you came home
Autumn days are long
Without your touch
Dying leaves surround my feet
Don't say you'll be back again
Don't say a fucking thing
I know you'll be back again
On Samhain
It's the night that you came home
And the night that haunts my soul
It's the night that you came home
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13. |
The Wanderer
02:18
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Well, I don't know where I'm goin' to
This road is black as pitch
I don't want to walk alone but I
I know this stretch
Up two miles is a boulevard
Hidden in the brush
Head due east to the borderline
And you might hear us singin'
Whoa whoa whoa oh!
We're singin'
Whoa whoa whoa oh!
We're singin' oh!
Well, I don't know where I'm goin' to
This road is black as pitch
I crossed that damn borderline and I
I must confess
I killed six men six months ago
And soon I'll kill six more
I carry their heads in a burlap sack
Next to my old guitar, singin'...
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14. |
Trick Or Treat
02:20
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When the leaves turn yellow
And the sky turns gray
And the children's voices echo in the eaves
You may catch a glimpse of magic
Before you're torn to shreds
Before you're eaten by unfamiliar things
All Hallows' Eve
Sugar skulls and razor blades;
Whiskey shots and weed
All Hallows' Eve
Tricks and treats and plastic frights
Can't stem the tide of death tonight
At the witching hour
We will rise and feed
We will make the earth our own
All the coffins will burst and the bats will sing
And the jack-o-lantern flames will burn for...
(Open the gates and let us in)
(Samhain calls one and all)
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