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Doomsday
02:16
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Cabinet of Curiosities
04:54
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as the dust settles, and you see a shadow in the distance, roll into town with the tumbleweeds ,soon
to Arrive. Have no fear, all that ails you by and by disappears, but beware of his wares. he sets up shop sidle up, there’s
a need to push and shove. has a pill if your ill, or drink sweet elixir, perhaps a potion for the notion to swindle your
soul, best take head of the deed. Snake oil salesman has everything you’ll need, strike a deal for pride, gluttony, or the greed,
all coveted must, sloth, wrath, envy, and lust. then purchase this key to the cabinet of curiosities. Well, well, well, now
that i have your attention, please surrender your will. a device that ends life, if revenge is what you seek, begot cursed
lockets to fill pockets, or a ring of destiny. be afraid of the trade. snakeoil salesman has everything you’ll need, strike a
deal for pride, gluttony, or the greed. all coveted must, sloth, wrath, envy, and lust. then purchase this key to the cabinet
of curiosities. as you are aware, imagine that satan wears a merchant hat, sale price your life. snake oil salesman has
everything you’ll need, strike a deal for pride, gluttony, or the greed. all coveted must, sloth, wrath, envy, and lust. then
purchase this key to the cabinet of curiosities...
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Mortigi the Magnificent
04:07
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step right up it’s time to die, single file form a line
cotton candy tales of woe, barker bekons, take a blow. swing your hammer high and might, ring that bell, it’s outta sight.
mallot falls to crush their skulls, transform into cupie dolls. throwing knives to win a prize, extra points between their
eyes. a gallery of shooting stars, gunned down on the bumper cars. from the thrills and chills, as the blood spills. Lights
laugh out at sounds that kill. polterguist or antichrist at mortigi’s carnival. tortured souls in teacup bowls, bodys hang
down from gallows, fallen from a ferris wheel, conscience he will steal. flames engulf the carousel, spinning corpses hear
their wails, lost your mind in the gravity, when you’re swirling down in misery from the thrills and chills as the blood
spills, lights laugh out at sounds that kill, poltergiest or antichrist at mortigi’s carnival. terror on the midway came along
this cursed day, doomed a ghost so ghastly, trapped here for eternity in the thrills and chills as the blood spills, lights
laugh out at sounds that kill, poltergiest or antichrist at mortigi’s carnival...
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Organ Grinder
03:40
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gorilla suit and box of flutes,
cranking songs out for some loot, a looney tooner and a crazy crooner he’s your organ grinder. with smite and grin he’ll
reel you in, take your coin with just one spin he’s your organ grinder. hypnotizing, mezmorizing, puppeteer of satisfying, drug
abducted now you’re fucked and on a path to be a marionette with a monkey on your back, he’ll pull your stings like a
fiddle, you’ve been played jack. Primate whores in human zoo, wardened by a cou cou, floosey tarts bestealing hearts for
the organ grinder. with gun in hand you’ll do as planned, cower under upper hand, with brain rot and your money shot to
the organ grinder. hypnotizing, mesmerizing, puppeteer of satisfying, drug abducted now you’re fucked and on a path to be a
marionette with a monkey on your back, he’ll pull your stings like a fiddle, you’ve been played mack. chimps as pimps will
make you limp, go run with scissors screwball wizard, moron, bafoon, inept goon, organ grider. illucid dope piss up a rope,
down shit’s creek and your paddle broke, all fun and games untill you croak with the organ grinder. hypnotizing, mesmerizing,
puppeteer of satisfying, drug abducted now you’re fucked and on a path to be a marionette with a monkey on your back,
he’ll pull your stings like a fiddle, you’ve been played jack, mack, hack, attack the back ha ha, now what’s his fuckin name
organ grinder..
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Wyrmwood
02:50
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sit right back enjoy the ride, listen and see cause i’ll be your guide, please stay close and follow
me, the end of the world is a sight to see, well this is where our tour begins, go any further and the plague sets in. we’d
like to welcome you to wyrmwood, won’t heed my warnings, even though you should, wander in, wonderment, wymwood,
wouldn’t you leave, only if you could. sky glows red to burn out your eyes, slowly grow deaf, metamorphasize, bone turns
to dust and blood will boil, acid rains to corrupt the soil, mushroom clouds in the distance bring gloom and doom to this
apocalypse. we’d like to welcome you to wyrmwood, won’t heed my warnings, even though you should, wander in, wonderment,
wyrmwood, wouldn’t you leave, only if you could...
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All right, silk shirt wearin’ three buttons
down, butterfly bells big as a gown, staking plots now set aside for doin the electric loogaroo slide, stayin alive aint easy
to do with a coked up nosferatu. blood on the floor of studio 54, splattered on the wall, shattered mirror ball, once
alive and so soon to expire in attack of disco vampyr. all right, now banana skin, peeled from your face, as dracula puts
you into your place, blood soaked and pale flesh crawling, vicious strigoi risin’ came into the dead of night, teeth drawn
ready to bite, you. blood on the floor of studio 54, splattered on the wall, shattered mirror ball, once alive and so soon
to expire in attack of disco vampyr.revenant monster spawns a mass hysteria, shouded in the shadows of porphyria, aswang
sees fear in your eyes and a flick of the tongue brings your demise, jiangshi fates just a superstition and the dance of death
ends in consumption, of you. blood on the floor of studio 54, splattered on the wall, shattered mirror ball, once alive and
so soon to expire, in attack of disco vampyre, now stop...
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Wackyland Zoo
05:43
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for all of you a tale i tell of exhibits from pits of hell, on the ground all around, in the air not safe to
stare. you are here and we are there our minds can not be bound found in a cage out on the range, now on the loose a
winged moose. imagination is not dead if it exists inside your head, unholy abominations in a land of moreux creations, i’ll
take your tickets please from down upon your knees, as you bare witness to wackyland zoo. now into jungle, how it be
bungle, primates now wiser than you, who’s watching your back, what’s on the attack, when were-monkeys hunting you. then
lizard giraffe will burn you to ash as jackalope spits in your eye, you’ll pick up the pace we’re now in a race and our lives
are on the line. imagination is not dead if it exists inside your head, unholy abominations in a land of moreux creations, i’ll
take your tickets please from down upon your knees, so you’ll bare witness to this wackyland zoo. sip punch with a mermaid,
a deep crimson kool-aid, and lsd starts to sink in, laughing two headed goat, balloons afloat, and death tour bout to begin.
as vampire bats, mummified rats, and wolfboy make soup of your bones, pinhead’s taking you in, you’re losing your skin, alive
in a tank, welcome home to the zoo, imagination is not dead if it exists inside your head,unholy abominations in a land of
moreux creations, i’ll take your tickets please from down upon your knees, so you’ll bare witness to this wackyland zoo..
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Giants of Cardiff
03:06
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with smoke and mirrors their suave down to the core, art of deception, brings ruse of allure, charming and
Illusive with hypnotiizing tounges, wore suits of lying armor and no song remain unsung. hunted by ole ahab, sought out by
king of thieves, dodging long john silver, the giants of cardiff, slicker than houdini a scheme hatched to deceive, cohorts with
charles ponzi, the giants of cardiff. travel the land marks for the scam, robbing you blind with a wink of an eye, cheat you
with ease an ace up the sleeve, the trick to flim flam is in the slight of hand. with finesse n’ beguile they’ll impose on you a
con, a rookof confusion, a pawn to mystify upon, wolves in the skin of lamb and wool obstructs your vision, hornswoggle a
bamboozle, and a fleece to dupe all reason. hunted by ole ahab, sought out by king of thieves, dodging long john silver, the
giants of cardiff, slicker than houdini, a scheme hatched to deceive, cohorts with charles ponzi, the giants of cardiff...
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Mr. Slendermann
06:08
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I saw him watching, see and now he follows me, difficult to remain through all of this pain, scorned through
my vanity, escaping sanity, slipping through time in a deja vu crime. mr slendermann, faceless suit and tie, fall into tentacle
hands, and you are sure to die. seen myself outside myself, my mind upon a shelf collecting dust and misery, a proxy for his
majesty, and feelings i could not outlast, content to murder my past, dark secrets unleashed and there’s bread and wine for
the feast. mr slendermann, faceless suit and tie, fall into tentacle hands, and you are sure to die now all alone trapped in
a black-hole, foul demon hast now conquered my soul, question existence as he x out my eyes, fell to my knees to confront
all the lies, illusion a trick lead to sacrifice, conscience and memories to pay the price, trapped in his world of purgatory
doomed to wretch time my eulogy. mr slendermann, faceless suit and tie, fall into tentacle hands, and you are sure to die..
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Lord of the Flies
03:49
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ants bleed out your eyes, crawling down as you cry, a demon you can’t deny stinging from your insides,
where heart becomes a hive, for the lord of the flies. buzz!!!!!! maggots fester in their minds, boring holes in all the lies,
slowly rotting their disguise, decomposing as they writhe, contorting how we live our lives, by the lord of the flies. buzz!!!!!!
time is nigh for a reprise, exposing all that you despise, death destruction as we rise, towards a catawampus hollow prize,
there’s one way out pray for demise, to the lord of the flies. buzz!!!!!!
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a story should be
told of a house up any road, in every town on cul-de-sac creepers lurk in run down shacks, mansion or mausoleum, careful
that you don’t see em’, lures you in to win a prize yes over night to stay alive, through rusted gate, down cobbled path, to
rotting wood and broken glass, upon the hearth a warning sign, go away don’t come inside, but curious did kill the cat,
door creaks and then a crack, a flash of light then all is numb, and know you wish you hadn’t come. so know it begins
melting away all of your sins, take one last breath hold it in, sealed within paraffin, brain is tense muscles relax, memories
fade as their snuffed out to black, body preserved with a soul still intact in this the house of wax awaken now paralysis’
venom from a creatures kiss, swollen chest makes it hard to breath when stung in heart by queen of bees, 6 foot, deep 6
sided cell 6 corners keep you in this hell, drone specimen in shadow box scarabs have become the locks, down corridor a
catacomb in a labyrinth of honeycomb, no escape from this prison petrified form her incision, abducted by insectoid bitch
captive on the mothership, striped of all of your possessions just a trophy for her collection. so know it begins melting away
all of your sins, take one last breath hold it in, sealed within paraffin, brain is tense muscles relax, memories fade as their
snuffed out to black, body preserved with a soul still intact in this the house of wax...
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