Creature Feature A Feast For The Worms

My heart is filled with nails and broken glass

The world will celebrate when I’m gone at last

Revere the end of my years

For soon I will be dead

For soon I will be dead

All the angels in heaven

Curse my name

All the demons down in hell

Will stoke the flames

So strike up the band

Strike up the matches

Pour kerosene all over my casket

The world is safe

Now here in my absence

A cancer removed into the tomb I go

My soul is made of rot and razor blades

Raise the day that I’m lowered in my grave

Revel for the devil knows I’m on my way

Knows I’m on my way

All the angels in heaven

Curse my name

All the demons down in hell

Will stoke the flames

So strike up the band

Strike up the matches

Pour kerosene all over my casket

The world is safe

Now here in my absence

A cancer removed into the tomb I go

I was born bad

And I will die bad

But in your heart

I live on

I made a mark

On this world they can’t cut out

All the angels in heaven

Curse my name

All the demons down in hell

Will stoke the flames

So strike up the band

Strike up the matches

Pour kerosene all over my casket

The world is safe

Now here in my absence

A cancer removed into the tomb I go

Creature Feature American Gothic

If there’s nothing in the darkness

Then why do you lie awake?

Something in the shadows

Is keeping you from sleep

What are you afraid of?

Hiding in the night

Haunting figures appear

In the corner of your eye

Is death waiting to lash out

A ghost behind the breeze

A devil in the corn field

Or the beast among the trees

All these wretched raving ravens

All harbingers of your doom

Is the black cat crossing your path?

A prelude to your tomb

The sun falls like a guillotine

The dark comes alive with unsavory beings

Lock your door

Run and hide

Hold your breath

And you just might survive the night

Your safety’s false

Your logic skewed

Now your complacent

Point of view

It’ll be the true death of you

Are there creaks in the floorboards

When you’re alone in your room?

Are the footsteps in the attic

With each rising of the moon

Strange sounds in the distance

Whatever could they be?

You’re powerless to the deadly

Foul things lurking unseen

The sun falls like a guillotine

The dark comes alive with unsavory beings

Lock your door

And Run and hide

And Hold your breath

And you just might survive the night

Your safety’s false

Your logic skewed

Now your complacent

Point of view

It’ll be the true death of you

Chattering teeth

And Rattling bones

Out in the blackness

Your nightmares grow

Dreadful thoughts

Make your blood run cold

The witching hour

Has taken hold

Deep in the bleak

Recess of your soul

Is where the terror makes its home

If there’s nothing in the darkness

Then why do you lie awake?

Something in the shadows

Is keeping you from sleep?

Creature Feature Mommy’s Little Monsters

What’s that hiding inside the closet

Shrouded in darkness

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

What’s that huddled down by the bedpost

Waiting in repose

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

I can hear them slithering inside the walls

I can hear them shuffling out in the hall

What’s that lurking down in the basement

Wailing in torment

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

What’s that chewing up through the floorboards

Vile and abhorred

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

I can hear them slithering inside the walls

I can hear them shuffling out in the hall

Little heathens, blasphemous creatures

Nasty vermin, every single one

They want your blood, they need to feed

And now Mother has brought them a treat

What’s that howling up in the attic

Wild and frantic

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

What’s that scratching outside the window

Concealed in shadows

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

I can hear them slithering inside the walls

I can hear them shuffling out in the hall

What’s that looming behind the curtains

Dripping in crimson

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

What’s that creeping across the bedroom

Hell bent to consume

It’s Mommy’s little monsters

I can hear them slithering inside the walls

I can hear them shuffling out in the hall

Little heathens, blasphemous creatures

Nasty vermin, every single one

They want your blood, they need to feed

And now Mother has brought them a treat

Their existence is wrong

All humanity’s gone

Pray you survive until dawn

Dinner is served and now blood has been drawn

Little heathens, blasphemous creatures

Nasty vermin, every single one

They want your blood, they need to feed

And now Mother has brought them a treat

Creature Feature Such Horrible Things

Sit back now

Let me tell you a tale

Where justice does not prevail

About an ill-fated life

So very full of strife

Where two wrongs do not make a right

So

When I was born

I did surely scorn

My proud parent’s name

Then their lives went down the drain

Drove them insane

My birth was a curse

I bit the nurse

Oh, but I love the worst

I deserve to be slowly submersed

Dried out then laid in a hearse

When I was two

I poured super glue

Into my father’s hair

As he sat unaware

In his arm chair

Much to his dismay

Had to cut it all away

Oh, but it felt great

I deserve to be cut and filleted

Then tossed about in disarray

Until the pieces melt away

I am not a bad man

Even though I do bad things

Very bad things

Such horrible things

But it’s not quite what it seems

(Not quite what he seems)

Not quite what I seem

Ah, hell

It’s exactly what it seems

When I was four

I’d wait by the door

With a knife in my hand

And a most devious plan

It would be quite grand

As the mail fell through the slot

The sharp edge he got

Oh, but I love the thought

I deserve to be tied in a knot

Broken bones and blood clots

When I was six

I used to trick

The next door neighbors son

In the woods we would run

Time for fun

Hide and seek has a cost

He would be forever lost

Oh, but I love to scoff

I deserve to have my head lopped off

Hidden and covered in moss

Until this memory’s forgot

I am not a bad man

Even though I do bad things

Very bad things

Such horrible things

But it’s not quite what it seems

(Not quite what he seems)

Not quite what I seem

Aw, hell

It’s exactly what it seems

When I was eight

I used to hate

The color of my house

So as quiet as a mouse

I burned it down

To the ground

When no one was around

Oh, but I love the sound

I deserve to be quickly put down

Rotting six feet underground

When I was ten

I used to pretend

To drown in the sea

‘Til they’d come to rescue me

Then proceed

To laugh in their face

Such a disgrace

Oh, but I love the taste

I deserve to have my brains displaced

All over the fireplace

Until this life has been erased

I am not a bad man

Even though I do bad things

Very bad things

Such horrible things

But it’s not quite what it seems

(Not quite what he seems)

Not quite what I seem

Ah, hell

It’s exactly what it seems

When I was twelve

I used to delve

Into evil schemes

Just to elicit screams

Boost my self esteem

Pushed my sister down a well

She just fell

Oh, but I love to dwell

I deserve to roast deep down in hell

Where no one can hear me yell

When I was fourteen

Nothing much happened

Well, there was that one time

I am not a bad man

Even though I do bad things

Very bad things

Such horrible things

But it’s not quite what it seems

(Not quite what he seems)

Not quite what I seem

Ah, hell

It’s exactly what it seems

When I was sixteen

Life was frightening

My brother was quite dull

So with laughter in my skull

Pushed him in a hole

Then buried him alive

He barely survived

Oh, but I love the cries

I deserve to be battered and fried

In an electric chair that’s set on high

Now that I’m eighteen

I still hate things

From this padded cell I call my home

No friends, no phone

No life to call my own

Here I will lie

Until the very day I die

Until my blood begins to dry

And I return to the darkness from whence I came

So

I am not a bad man

Even though I do bad things

Very bad things

Such horrible things

But it’s not quite what it seems

Not quite what I seem

Ah, hell

I’m exactly what I seem

Creature Feature Haunted

Noises down in the basement

Voices up in the attic

Figures prowling the garden

Shadows lurking the parlor

Awake long after midnight

Objects move in the darkness

Haunted by nightly wailings

Harassed by something unclean

Do you have a problem

With the warm-blooded

Infected by the non-dead?

It’s an infestation

Of troublesome mortals

Warm and perishable!

When you’re no longer flesh-and-bone

The living still won’t leave you alone

Just because your body’s grown cold

Doesn’t mean they can’t possess your home

You had hoped for eternal peace

But the living still plague the deceased

House guests are falling asleep

Breathers: hostile and nasty

Creatures know something dreadful

Bleeders selfish and vile

Can you feel the presence

Swirling in the mire

Waiting to expire?

Can you feel the bound souls

Swirling in the ether

Growing like a fever?

When you’re no longer flesh-and-bone

The living still won’t leave you alone

Just because your body’s grown cold

Doesn’t mean they can’t possess your home

You had hoped for eternal peace

But the living still plague the deceased

When you’re no longer flesh-and-bone

The living still won’t leave you alone

Just because your body’s grown cold

Doesn’t mean they can’t possess your home

You had hoped for eternal peace

But the living still plague the deceased

Creature Feature The Netherworld

There exists a secret place

Heralded by death embrace

Soon you’ll learn what’s life after death

Soon after your corpse has been dressed

You can only come around

As you’re buried six feet down

When your body functions have ceased

The maggots begin to feast

You’ll be the life of the party

Way down at the cemetery

Far below the hollowed ground

Far from the safe lights of town

At home amongst the beatles and worms

Where the creepy crawlies will squirm

Unfortunately it isn’t heaven

Fortunately it’s not quite hell

It’s a place of legend and myth

Where the reaper has gonna amiss

You’ll be the life of the party

Way down at the cemetery

You will soon depart from the heart in your chest

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For its incessant beating will eventually end

Lalalalalalalalalalala

You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For every single crimson drop will surely be drained

Lalalalalalalalalalala

All your worthy posessions

And all your measly Convictions

Will be useless after the day you die

You wont need them on the other side

Now as your pulse subsides

Time has come to say your goodbyes

Saint Peter doesn’t call your name

But your body does not drown in flames

You’ll exist beyond creation

No hope for reincarnation

Once they carve out your headstone

and you’re nothing left but a bag of bones

You’ll recieve an invitation

to the life between the stations

You’ll be the life of the party

Way down at the cemetery

A casket holds your lifeless form

That chunk of meat is no longer warm

Before all your insides begin to curd

You’ll transcend into an Ether

Every lost soul migrates here

As the real world sheds a tear

A spirit not fit for ascension

A soul not fit for redemption

You’ll be the life of the party

Way down at the cemetery

You will soon depart from the heart in your chest

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For its incessant beating will eventually end

Lalalalalalalalalalala

You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For every single crimson drop will surely be drained

Lalalalalalalalalalala

All your worthy posessions

And all your measly Convictions

Will be useless after the day you die

You wont need them on the other side

Now as your pulse subsides

Time has come to say your goodbyes

Well now, it seems you’ve been cursed to wander

Into the pitch black Yonder

You cannot be saved

Now your body lies in a cold, cold grave!

Well now, it seems you’re off the beaten path

An exiled outcast

What lies ahead? Face the facts, son

You are, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!

Well now, it seems you’ve come to a realization

That you’re an abomination

So don’t be sad, life after death isn’t Bad, Bad, Bad!

Well now, I really must be on my way

There’s other folks who’ve gone astray

It never ends, go forth and haunt

Make some enemies!…or friends!

You will soon depart from the heart in your chest

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For its incessant beating will eventually end

Lalalalalalalalalalala

You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins

Lalalalalalalalalalala

For every single crimson drop will surely be drained

Lalalalalalalalalalala

All your worthy posessions

And all your measly Convictions

Will be useless after the day you die

You wont need them on the other side

Now as your pulse subsides

Time has come to say your goodbyes

It wants you! It gets you!

Firmly in its grip!

Sit back, don’t fight!

Go along for the trip

Prepare to be scared

Right out of your skin

Welcome to the Netherworld where your new life begins!

Creature Feature It Was A Dark And Stormy Night…

These hands

They shake

I swear I must be cursed

This brain

It aches

Any moment it might burst

Save your soul

Don’t stop, they’re gaining on you

Heads will roll

Don’t quit, they’re gonna’ get you

This pulse

It speeds

My nerves have all been fried

This heart

It beats

Forever out of time

Save your soul

Don’t stop, they’re gaining on you

Heads will roll

Don’t quit, they’re gonna’ get you

Fade in to an empty road

Rain is pouring on the scene

Lightning strikes across the sky

Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest

Poltergeists and entities

Unseen malignant threats

They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes

Nameless beasts of long lost lore

The forest stirs, ready to pounce

Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants

Phantasms and deities

Bloodthirsty spawns of hell

Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Dead eyes

They stare

From out beyond the trees

The sound

It stings

Like a nest of angry bees

Save your soul

Don’t stop, they’re gaining on you

Heads will roll

Don’t quit, they’re gonna’ get you

Bared teeth

They gleam

Approaching from behind

Those claws

Dig deep

The results are most unkind

Save your soul

Don’t stop, they’re gaining on you

Heads will roll

Don’t quit, they’re gonna’ get you

Fade in to an empty road

Rain is pouring on the scene

Lightning strikes across the sky

Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest

Poltergeists and entities

Unseen malignant threats

They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes

Nameless beasts of long lost lore

The forest stirs, ready to pounce

Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants

Phantasms and deities

Bloodthirsty spawns of hell

Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Be careful or you soon shall find

That this life has long passed you by

Rigor mortis it seems

Has crept up your sleeves

And dried up your quivering mind

Be cautious or you soon shall find

The angels have long left your side

Your body’s grown cold

Flesh drips from bones

And memory buried in time

Do not

Let those

Fiends

Take you alive

Fade in to an empty road

Rain is pouring on the scene

Lightning strikes across the sky

Pray this is a hellish dream

Apparitions manifest

Poltergeists and entities

Unseen malignant threats

They are catching up to me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Shadows are alive with shapes

Nameless beasts of long lost lore

The forest stirs, ready to pounce

Feel the darkness at your door

Ethereal revenants

Phantasms and deities

Bloodthirsty spawns of hell

Try to get their claws in me

It was a dark and stormy night

Pins and needles down your spine

Creature Feature Dr. Sawbones

There goes Dr. Sawbones

Creeping down the alleyway

Looking for a victim

The game of chance is underway

He is biding his time

Fleeting through the cabarets

Searching for a subject

To bring about their Judgement Day

There goes Dr. Sawbones

Slipping through the underbrush

Peering through your windows

Conspiring for your blood

He is stalking the night

Just as happy as can be

Waltzing through the graveyard

Praying for an entity

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There is this longing for blood

That I am trying to quench

There is this yearning for pain

That is forever entrenched

There is this spot on my soul

And it will never come clean

There is this flaw in my brain

That is far from serene

There goes Dr. Sawbones

Readying his instruments

Making sure they’re razor sharp

They have dark deeds to dispense

He is raising the stakes

Broadening his dossier

In this game of cat and mouse

He will take your breath away

There goes Dr. Sawbones

Strolling through the dirty streets

Judging which soul to confront

He is haunting the town

Drifting through the corridors

Disappearing in the fog

Watch your back lest you be gored

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Oh look, here comes the doctor now

Dressed to the nines and on the prowl

An attaché case in his hands and dark thoughts of devious plans

He’s the perfect picture

Of a charismatic gentleman

Magnetic and debonair

Chivalrous and spirited

But once he’s got you in his sights

That’s when the delirium ignites

The madness quickly takes control

And villainy engulfs his soul

Pray you never cross his path

Steal a glance and incite his wrath

His dashing demeanour gives away and depravity comes out to play

Creature Feature Here There Be Witches

Here there be witches on the edge of town

Cast them in water to see if they drown

Cleanse them with fire to burn them down

Bury their bones in hallowed ground.

Here there be witches on the edge of town,

Cast them in water to see if they drown

Cleanse them with fire to burn them down

Bury their bones in hallowed ground.

Here there be witches on the edge of town

Here there be witches on the edge of town

Can’t you hear their cries?

Press them with stones to see if they lie

Sever their heads and gouge out their eyes

Recite your prayers in the dead of night.

Here there be witches on the edge of town

Can’t you hear their cries?

Demons on the prowl we must make a stand

Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land

The unpure of heart will fall by your hand.

Here there be witches, save our

souls have been lost and the panic grows.

spells cast over blood and broken bones,

An evil stronger than we’ve ever known.

Here there be witches and all must die.

Here there be witches and they must be slain,

Cut of their flesh and they feel no pain.

Shackle their hands with sanctified chains,

Snip out their tongues before they speak your name

Here there be witches and they must be slain

Demons on the prowl we must make a stand

Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land

The unpure of heart will fall by your hand.

Here there be witches, save our

souls have been lost and the panic grows.

spells cast over blood and broken bones,

An evil stronger than we’ve ever known.

Here there be witches and all must die.

Unholy hexes, dark incantations

Our days are numbered, just sacrificial lambs

Depraved and corrupted agents of darkness

Chosen by the black mark of the beast.

Archaic volumes, forbidden writing

Blood ceremonies, Sermons for the damned

This curse must be lifted before the full moon

or we’re all just meat for the feast

Demons on the prowl we must make a stand

Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land

The unpure of heart will fall by your hand.

Here there be witches, save our

souls have been lost and the panic grows.

spells cast over blood and broken bones,

An evil stronger than we’ve ever known.

Here there be witches and all must die.

Creature Feature Nearly Departed

How dark was the night

When they were given new life

On the eve of our impending doom

The buried and forgotten

Molding and rotten

Began to stir in their tombs

Here in our darkest of hours

Prepare for the coming dread

Mindless walking things

What horror do they bring

Now their eternal peace is denied

The dearly departed

Are back where they started

And everything’s far from alright

They have woken to devour

And this world will run red

The Earth has now grown sour

And it’s spitting out the dead

Be warned, be still

Now you can hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They have only come here for one thing

And that’s to feast

The hordes of decay

Are crawling this way

And their pouring out into the streets

Lifeless hollow shells

Are escaping their cells

And their dying for something to eat

Here in our darkest of hours

Prepare for the coming dread

An army of death

With their fetid breath

And their skin dangling from their bones

There is no escape

From the most ghastly of fate

For this is how we must atone

They have woken to devour

And this world will run red

The Earth has now grown sour

And it’s spitting out the dead

Be warned, be still

Now you hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone has all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They have only come here for one thing

And that’s to feast

The dead are awake

There’s no escape

Tombs asunder

Released from slumber

Peaceful silence

Turned to violence

Will this affliction

Be our downfall

Reanimation, desecration

Death in no longer

The be all end all

Insurrection, resurrection

And out of the mouth of Hades

They have crawled

Be warned, be still

Now you hear them stirring

Clawing at the ceilings of their graves

They’re here, they’re dead

They’re evil and they’re hungry

Flesh and sinew and bone has all gone astray

No pulse, no brains

Now you can hear them digging

Corpses transformed into feral beasts

No soul, no hope

No conscience in their bloodlust

They have only come here for one thing

And that’s to feast