1. SCREAM BABY SCREAM

A world beyound your wildest screams,
Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps,
Welcome to creature feature number thirteen.

I, I know what your're thinking.
That i bury the living.

Creeeping through the mortuary, bite your nails it's getting scray.
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 treat or treat.

A world beyound 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.

Creeeping through the mortuary, bite your nails it's getting scray.
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 treat or treat.

A world beyound your wildest screams,
Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps,
Welcome to creature feature number thirteen.

Wow,
Scream baby scream

A world beyound your wildest screams,
Ghouls and goblins spooks and creeps,
Welcome to creature feature number thirteen.

Wow,
Scream baby scream


2. NOT ANOTHER TEENAGE ANTHEM

The rules that you make are the rules that we break,
And we slither through your system now just like snakes,
Pat us on the back and tell us we're great,
Then you grab us by the throat and feed us our fate.

We've got a problem with your solutions,
Just hell-bent on our own confusion,
You can't shake hands now with your fist,
Cause that kind of friendship don't exist.

Mom and dad look at me now,
I know you're so damn proud,
The baby that you used to kiss,
I can not resist these middle fingers on my fist.

HEY, this is not another teenage anthem.

But it sounds like one,
For all the bored and the young,
Who dare to be dumb.

They look and they say it's so sad and a shame,
How anyone could ever turn out like this way,
But in a world of lairs and hypocrites,
You're the reason that this monster exists.

Quick to point the finger saying who's at fault,
That rock and roll and movies operate our thoughts,
They only reason we do what we do is,
To shove it down the throats of pricks like you.

Mom and dad look at me now,
I know you're so damn proud,
The baby that you used to kiss,
I can not resist these middle fingers on my fist.

HEY, this is not another teenage anthem.

And we don't need a reason,
To give you all a fucking beating,
And if you think can make us,
Go ahead and try and take us.

Mom and dad look at me now,
I know you're so damn proud,
The baby that you used to kiss,
I can not resist these middle fingers on my fist.

HEY, this is not another teenage anthem.

We don't care.


3. GIMMIE GIMMIE BLOODSHED

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 on 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.


4. FROM HERE TO THE HEARSE

She's got a price on my head,
And that price is D.E.A.D. dead,
Another story of a love gone bad,
Now she wants me in a body bag.

I gotta get out,
Get out, get away,
A countdown to the end of my days,
And i know she ain't gonna stop,
Till i'm in the ground and starting to rot.

Hey now baby you're so strange,
And you like it that way,
How could something so beautiful turn out so fucking deranged.

Now baby wants blood and she wants mine,
Sending a shiver up my spine,
Things just well from bad to worse,
I guess it's all down hill now,
From here to the hearse.

She's got murder on her mind,
And somehow i'm first in line,
You tried your best to be the worst,
And now i'm living with this curse.

I gotta get out,
Get out, get away,
A countdown to the end of my days,
And i know she ain't gonna stop,
Till i'm in the ground and starting to rot.

Hey now baby you're so strange,
And you like it that way,
How could something so beautiful turn out so fucking deranged.

Now baby wants blood and she wants mine,
Sending a shiver up my spine,
Things just well from bad to worse,
I guess it's all down hill now,
From here to the hearse.

Hey now baby you're so strange,
And you like it that way,
How could something so beautiful turn out so fucking deranged.

Now baby wants blood and she wants mine,
Sending a shiver up my spine,
Things just well from bad to worse,
I guess it's all down hill now,
From here to the hearse.


5. PUT YOUR DEATH MASK ON

Where does it end, where does it begin,
My misery is my only friend,
From the hole in my head,
Or the infestion 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, your'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 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.


6. SKELETONS

They come and talk to me,
When i am all alone,
They always remind me of,
All the things that i've done wrong,

It's scary, disturbing, but somehow i'm not sorry,
They only thing that's even real,
Is the feeling that i don't feel.

It's all the same, but they're so different,
Bury the evidence, of my darkest sercets.

I hear them, they're calling,
The skeletons in my closet.

It's taking parts of me, into the unknown,
It's like a void inside of me,
That goes on and on and on.

It's scary, disturbing, but somehow i'm not sorry,
They only thing that's even real,
Is the feeling that i don't feel.

It's all the same, but they're so different,
Bury the evidence, of my darkest sercets.

I hear them, they're calling,
The skeletons in my closet.

Now i just can't pretend to forget,
These voices in my head,
And they just won't stop screaming.

It's all the same, but they're so different,
Bury the evidence, of my darkest sercets.

I hear them, they're calling,
The skeletons in my closet.

Woooooo


7. MY DEMISE

There's a crack in the frame,
But the photo is the same,
But i don't recognize the face,
It looks a lot like me, or who i used to be,
Now there's no one but myself to blame,
Now the shadows are all around,
Mines's nowhere to be found.

Pull the wings off a fly,
Watch it suffer and die,
And i'll never get out of this life alive,
Drenched in blood with no alibi,
And the crowd goes wild at my demise.

Through this bottle i can see,
My firends and enemies,
As they turn their backs to me,
But who's really to blame,
Myself or just my name,
In the end, i can't win.
The shadows are all around,
Mines's nowhere to be found.

Pull the wings off a fly,
Watch it suffer and die,
And i'll never get out of this life alive,
Drenched in blood with no alibi,
And the crowd goes wild at my demise.


8. WITH FRIENDS LIKE THESE

Friendships can grow horns and a tails,
It's a feeling that i know all to well.

You're so perfect, honest, trusting and nice yeah right,
Well the best thing that ever happened to me was,
When you walked out of my life.

Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.

Honestly was something you all lacked,
I'm running out of room for all these knives in my back.

Now you know that you have a free ride time after time,
And now you gotta fucking live with it and i hope it eats you alive.

Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.

Take it from me you'll never be like me,
And you can believe what you want to believe,
But the trust is you're all too blind to see.

You're so perfect, honest, trusting and nice yeah right,
Well the best thing that ever happened to me was,
When you walked out of my life.

Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.

And you call yourself a friend.


9. NO RABBIT IN THE HAT

Bang my head against the wall
If it wasn't for the blood i wouldn't know it 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 from 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 sawen 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 all right,
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 grenaden
Screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs,
Death's a mother fucker 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 sawen 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 sawen 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


10. ALL AMERICAN MASSACRE

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 on 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.


11. DEAD CAROLINA

Trying to see through this death that i breath,
All these ghosts they are lost in front of me,
Lost in a trance, never had the chance,
Now were forced to walk the dead's dance.

Everything is gray now,
Ashes all across the floor,
And i'm just hoping that i find the key to unlock this door.

And you know that i'm trying,
To make my way through the art of dying,
And i'm trying so hard to find ya,
In this dead carolina.

Shadows they fall off the walls in the halls,
And it lays out a path for the dead to walk,
Nothing to say, we're all lost in our ways,
Now the dead and decayed march in this dark parade.

Everything is gray now,
Ashes all across the floor,
And i'm just hoping that i find the key to unlock this door.

And you know that i'm trying,
To make my way through the art of dying,
And i'm trying so hard to find ya,
In this dead carolina.

D.E.A.D. Carolina.