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Haunted Wood
05:16
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CHORUS: The haunted wood
From the haunted woods
Built the haunted house
In my neighborhood x3
A chant, a pact, it sealed them together
A dozen nooses expertly measured
Choosing death along blessed boughs
Never kneeling to Christian crowns
Praying peasants let the grove alone
Lands unlit, uncut, unsown
Wretched roots, overgrown
Superstitious preservation lasts
Cleared for neither house nor mast
Souls on wind and silence repast
As man consumes resources vast
Oh they take!
CHORUS x2
Architectural beauty, constructional greed
Chainsaws, log loaders, legal deeds
Boards and frames, ghosts in the grain
Nailing, drilling, blueprinting pain
For sale, for sale, children wail
Again and again families fail
Oh, they should have grown forever…
Vacant, black
Openly occupied
Poltergeists lived and dreams
Dreams they died
Twelve at home behind sheetrock wall
Immortal presence in every room
In every closet and hall
CHORUS x4
They must grow again!
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Wake up, Sir Elias…
You’re dreaming
Sweat’s streaming
Stop screaming
STOP SCREAMING!
Darkness in his cell, waxing
Torches in their sconces, waning
Rats in his walls, breeding
Sickness in his head, spreading
Gatekeeper of the night: Laughing
Something’s in his bed: Creeping
Eighty driven hairy legs :Hunting
Spiders on his feet: Crawling
Oh, arachnophobia
Oh, they’re gonna’ get ya’
You’re dreaming
You’re waking
Stop screaming
STILL SCREAMING
Spiders on his feet: Spinning
Spiders everywhere: On Everything
Biting!
Naked and afraid
Arachnid escapade
Day after day
Writhing away
Night after night
Brimming with fright
Again and again
Spiders craft their dens
Despair upon despair
SPIDERS EVERYWHERE
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Biblio Hell
05:22
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From the mouth of the mausoleum
To the bowels of the athenaeum
Researched for years
Curses and hexes and omens and seers
Occult cryptography, The Veil revered
Unsealed, Cabbalistic spheres
Scholarly drudgery, amind to waste
Reading and learning, yet never truly taste
Published his findings, his sources his fate
Obliterate, create a bookplate
He stole from the shelf
Now become one himself
From a dearth flows wealth
His death not wholly dealt
Immortal in the eyes
Of fresh witches in disguise
But I tell, it’s no surprise…
There’s magick in ours minds!
There’s magick in your mind!
Reading and learning, yet never truly taste
Published his findings, his sources his fate
If tomes go missing, they must be replaced
POST-HASTE!
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4. |
Death Music
02:26
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If the dead don’t hear music,
Then why are they banging on my door?
If the dead don’t like music,
Then why are they stomping on the floor?
If the dead don’t want music,
Then why are they screaming at the sky?
If the dead need more music,
Does this mean that I’ll survive?
Can the dead churn out music
Just by dialing up the gain?
Will the dead write such music
To drive us mortals insane?
Now the dead keep composing music—
Oh, it’s so sublime!
If the dead make their own music,
Does that mean I’m not ALIVE?
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SPECTRAL SPECTRUM Massachusetts
From tales of cursed lumber to legends of multi-limbed skeleton armies, Spectral Spectrum’s Johnny Ugly aims to spook the
senses with black metal mania, psych ward whimsy, and sincerely scary stories to tell in the dark…
Since souls become songs, let us all die with a tune whetting our bloodied lips across the rivers of existence and into heavy metal eternity.
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