Caught in a B-movie vortex There’s a zombie on my TV screen A cold glass of beer in my hands Is it real or a dream? My mind doesn’t work properly Hallucinations in my brain My body’s starting to rot But I don’t feel any pain
There’s a monster in my basement Just crazy for human flesh He’s polite and a little bit shy He’s almost human almost dead I know there’s another guest at home But I couldn’t find him yet He was wallep alive Because he tried to open the Gates of Hell
A date with Fulci Every day Horror prevails The moon is bright I have a date tonight
Cadavers and monsters rule my universe Echoes of terror pain that feels good Storms of horror B-movie devourer Condemned to live in my world of darkness
My roommate is a sex offender He loves bitches, whores and strippers My roommate quacks like a duck on the phone My roommate is The New York Ripper Our friends are a bunch or hungry zombies They will eat you without no pity We live in the House by the cemetery We live in Dunwich cityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
