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Eerie Alleyway Chase
01:31
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The Mole-People
03:35
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Graveyard Storm
02:02
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The sun setting on Halloween Day 1991 I am your son. I am the witch
in which memories immortal as they fade walk down Salem street
the sparse ghoul parade
magic hour of mother memories
Isn’t it difficult to let go of the ego?
but all these treasures of trick or treat in my mind all these emotions in my heart you’ll find
as time winds.... as time winds......
walk down Salem street. the stray cat around the corner we always meet We’d walk down Salem street picking up leaves & seeds at our feet
walk down Salem street Redford ghouls trick or treat the walks down salem street what monsters shall we meet
Mortals: they’re children at any age
to see them here died out
don’t cease expanding with clarity
an old mind dear mum
I retain eternities expanding consciousness the power we all embody in this mess
magic hour of mother memories
Isn’t it difficult to let go of the ego?
all these treasures of trick or treat in the mind all these emotions in my heart you’ll find as time winds.... as time winds......
chorus/outro:
The sun setting on Halloween Day 1991 I am your son. I am the witch
in which memories immortal as they fade walk down Salem street
the sparse ghoul parade
conscious candy rotting segmented time
my eyes cry because of lost time
my eyes cry, the ego lost in time
My eyes cry cause within & without that time we tricker treat
& the Halloween Witches eternally laugh at magic hour Salem Street
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Entering Castle Cat
03:25
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Evil Dead
03:52
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Evil Dead possess my head
chainsaw hand, shotgun man
demons, skeletons, evil must die
gonna laugh, gotta cry
Am I gonna kill my good friend
Just whacked the head off my girlfriend
Now I'm the only one still alive
Kill, kill, kill, fight to survive
The deer head, books and pans
Laughing at me, taking my hand
Bridge just curved and now just fell
Possession destroy me
What in the hell?
My name's Ash
Good, bad, I'm the guy with the gun
Gimmie some sugar baby
Demons looking for the humans fresh
Necronomicon bound in human flesh
Deadites and hick fights
these demonic cabin nights
sister's a demon dead
whacked off Linda's head
Evil Dead possesses your head
Chainsaw hand, shotgun man
demons, skeletons, evil must die
Gonna laugh, gotta cry
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I am a Ghost
03:18
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I AM THE GHOST WITH THE MOST ELEGANT, SUAVE, POLTERGEIST HOST ROAM THROUGH CASTLE CAT
HEAR ME WITHIN THE BLACK
WHEN CHILLS SPILL, KNOW IT’S ME THERE’S NO WHERE YOU CAN FLEE THAT ICE COLD WINDLESS BREEZE DAMNS YOU WHEN YOU FUCKIN’ SNEEZE
! ROAM THESE WALLS
! PASS THROUGH WALLS
! SLIT YOUR THROAT
! BUT I’LL KEEP AFLOAT
SPIDERS, BATS, RATS PERHAPS CREEP & CRAWL ACROSS YOUR BACK NOW THERE IS NO TURNING BACK THE CAT WITH AMICI WE ATTACK
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Organ Possession
06:29
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The Madness
05:28
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The Madness The Madness The Madness
! It grows
! It shows
! It knows
! So flow
Somewhere between the worlds of hell & realization Mitch-match past all of that disintegration
bringing the damned a new sort sensation
Ring out proud via this strange vibration
Lost in my ego mind/ hanging from an evil rhyme Erasing all of time/threw focus of thee mind Embracing poison wine/embracing poisoned wine Criss crossing every line/killing life i find
Wasting absent time/stilling to steal mine nove niente to find/threaten to kill
! ! ! blood spill don’t unwind from
Now not though I found the center of shifting out through time no dial asylum committing project, protect, laser beams seems emitting Lights like broken glass smash ground tipping !!!
Spiraling ride/ eye infinitely died
Spiraling tide/ we infinitely died
On the inner inside /from truth you cannot hide Casting a tide/deities as demons inside Contrasting to collide/all our evil blood is a lie laughter arose every time I’d cry
! ! ! I Eye we changed it all
Somewhere between the worlds of hell & realization bringing the damned this ancient sort sensation
methods in magnitude, macro-micro realization
of why laughter arose every time I’d cry (laughing & crying) ! ! ! had this sadness love &
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Цивилизация di Omicidio
02:54
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step stab, step stab blood spill, blood spill
slice kill, slice kill
blood spill blood spill Blood spilling, All killing So thrilling gut spilling
Mass society false sobriety
Cripple the hypocritical thinking flashes of the masses with a black mass
blood bath basking
bite till crunch kill blood spill, blood spill
Ignorant numb skull civilization needs realization-revitalization Consequence to abused sensation They kill without any hesitation
We’re dead within our own insanity oppression blind-sighting abilities to see unnecessarily on a consumer killing spree Hacking through life with a knife don’t set free
Reflect Deflect
Blood bath by humanity
It’s insanity Infatuated vanity pure insanity, pure insanity
all life is sacred
so save it
all is part of you, all is part of me
la civiltà di follia
la civiltà di omicidio Cywilizacja morderstwo buy fill equals kill
stand still equals kill
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Cauldron Portal
04:51
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Pink Candy
04:13
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PINK CANDY HELL SPELL
WHERE ALL THE DEVILS FELL UNDERWORLD TASTE BUDS YELL FLAVORS NO WORDS WILL TELL
Sweet realm of sugar glaze Trapped in it’s vivid haze
Condemned inside the sweet maze Edible demonic hot rod rays
Dark chocolate covered cakes Smash & stab you with the plates Triangle-pointed pink shapes Accelerating without brakes!
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