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Darkness falls across the land The midnite hour is close at hand Creatures crawl in search of blood To terrorize yawls neighbourhood And whosoever shall be found Without the soul for getting down Must stand and face the hounds of hell And rot inside a corpses shell The demons squeal in sheer delight Its you they spy, so plump, so right For although the groove is hard to beat Its still you stand with frozen feet You try to run, you try to scream But no more sun youll ever see For evil reached from the crypt To crush you in its icy grip The foulest stench is in the air The funk of forty thousand years And grizzy ghouls from every tomb Are closing in to seal your doom And though you fight to stay alive Your body starts to shiver For no mere mortal can resist The evil of the thriller... ... Can you dig it? BUAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHA BUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHHAH! Vincent Price
Posted on: Thu, 31 Oct 2013 20:47:40 +0000

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