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"...From Beyond" Cassette

"Weird Fiction" Horror Compilation CD
"Demos From The Dead" CD
18. Beyond Murder...
22. Wolfs Blood



"I'll Be Lurking For You" CD

VON DOOMS LYRICS

 DRIVE `EM BACK TO HELL

Gonna drive `em back to hell
Gonna drive `em back to hell

When a creature rise
We cut `em down to size
Gonna push `em back
Gonna drive `em back to hell

 GOD WITHOUT A FACE

No time or place
No form or face
It's nothing sane
It pulses, writhes in pain

Pulses pulses wracked with pain
Madness out of time and space
Corruption of the human race
Antimatter whence it came
Idiot God that lies in wait
God without a face

 THE STARS ARE RIGHT

The stars are right tonight tonight
I see an elder God crawling up towards the light
No will to run no will to fight
Tonight tonight tonight

The stars are right tonight tonight
Great old ones sleep and shun the light
No will to run no will to fight
Tonight tonight tonight

 COFFIN ROCK

Left behind by those of old
That evil piece of primal stone
Should have left it alone
Seized up by what crept through the gate
Now it's a little too late
A massing up of tendrils and eyes
That crawls and slides

You'll never come back from Coffin Rock
Your eyes popped out your heart just stopped
You'll never forget what happened here
It wakes up every 30 years
You'll never come back from Coffin Rock
Your hairs turned white you've died of shock
The kids all get fucked up down there
And death will come to all who dare the path


 THE SHADOW OUT OF TIME

Minds are rearranging
Souls weren't meant for changing
Human race of strangers
Blind to unknown dangers

Always on an endless search for knowledge
Gonna make a human mind our college
Searching for a hidden time and place
Mastery of all time and space

Minds are rearranging
Mines shattered and broken
All good byes left unspoken
This minds still not broken
All you ever learned is a fucking lie
The raping of a human mind
Makes you want to scream


 RISE AGAIN

Crawling death is once more free
Demon whores down on your knees
Crawl in death and crawl in sin
Time has come to rise up again

Rise again
This hell never
Rise again
This hell never ends
This nightmare this sin
This thing born of hell
Rise up from the-


 MISKATONIC MASSACRE

Stay awake to avoid my dreams
Non-Euclidean geometry
Can't explain the things I've seen
A half remembered flash of green

Miskatonic alma mater
Students here just cannon fodder
No escape why even bother
So raise a pint of Arkham lager

Test tubes are shining in the night
Lit up with a glowing greenish light
Now my girl is coming back you'll see
To start a Miskatonic Massacre for me


 IN THE VAULT

I feel more dead than alive
It makes me laugh each time you cry
I'll shove you in a shallow grave
Then you'll be my undying slave

Red eyes stare down from all around
But soon we'll both be underground
I'll plant a kiss upon your lips and I'll
Thrust inside your bony hips

So seal us up we're all alone
I'll carve your name into the stone
You'll poke hot needles in my eyes
I'll drown you in formaldehyde

Make sure that you don't make a sound
Inverted cross shoved in the ground
We'll rise up and paint this town
In bloody red for miles around

So seal us up down in the vault
OK it's true it's all my fault
You've lost your only pair of eyes
And maggots squirm between your thighs


 CRAWLING CHAOS

Far beyond swirling space
Tentacles flyin' all over the place
Feeding off forbidden fears
Naming names you mustn't hear

Crawling Chaos
Crawling Chaos

Formless from whence it came
Beyond the laws of outer space
Sign burned into your face
Last will of an elder race


 FORBIDDEN PAGES

I don't know what I read
But since then I'm as good as dead
Human prehistory
I've seen the things a man should not see
Transcribed from prehuman tongues
Chants not meant for human lungs
Pictures make your blood run cold
Praises be to those of old


 THE THING THAT TIME FORGOT

Ripples with rage
Pulses with pain
Left in it's wake a trail of bloody stains
Slithers and shakes
Gibbers and groans
It vomits up the half digested bones
Transcending time
Surpassing space
The Earthly incarnation of the God without a face

Bubbles and boils
Wriggles and writhes
That horrid mess of mouths and  claws and eyes
Dripping with death
Revolting rot
This truly is the thing that time forgot
I spoke the words
But now I see
That nothing can control it's raging cosmic potency


 RED HANDS

You know things seem so surreal
Let's end things with a flash of steel
Let's end things with a slash
It's always-done too fast

Well you better lock up the doors
And you better not just ignore
Because there's something inside my head
That just won't rest until you're dead


 INSIDE OUT (TOMBSTONE TWIST)

Pitchforks shine in torches light
Moonlight glints off butchers knife
Your blood rains down and stains the floor
It's not enough I still want more
Your head hangs high above my door

Brimstone burns in dead of night
Tombstones twist and turn tonight
As midnight strikes your brains burst out
Your stomach churns you start to shout
Your lungs explode out of your mouth


 BOARDED WINDOW

I sit behind a boarded window
20 years since I seen the sun
A broken chair and a loaded gun
I ain't leavin' this place for anything or anyone

If you got anything to say to me
You write it down and slip it under my door
A severed heads hidden under my floor
Cause I'm a crazy old man who doesn't care no more


 CASTLE FREAK

Your brains half dead
Your hands stained red
A half dead whore
Sprawled out on the floor

You're on my list
A chromosome twists
Two neurons click
My God you're sick

There's a mirror smashed there
Upon the wall and
Your screams ring out nights
From dusk til dawn


 UNDER THE KNIFE

Find proof of indiscretions
In a black and white photograph
An illegal operation
We could all use a good laugh

It's a science inspired tradition
To forget what's wrong and right
And it's a science inspired tradition
When you go under the knife

Hear sounds of degradation
On a grainy old phonograph
An illegal operation
We could all use a good laugh

We'll strap you up down in the lab
I think I'll just take one more stab
At finding out what makes you tick
One more stitch should do the trick


 SLITHERING SHADOWS

Ruins stand out against a faded sickly light
A fiery bolt erupts from the ground
A twisted black spire strains up into an endless night
As shapeless shining forms seep up without a sound

It looms from above
It rises from below that-
Slithering Shadow

Secretions burn deep into an ancient corridor
A steady descent inside your heart pounds
A faint illumination reveals a trail of blood and gore
As shapeless shining forms seep up without a sound


 COLD DEAD HANDS

Meet me at the burial mound
It was a quiet still night as my shovel
Split the cold hard ground
With an echoing sound
Now I'm digging with my cold dead hands
Wrap me in a funeral shroud
Fresh meat lies beneath our feet
Within the cold hard ground
Flesh rots by the pound
Now I'm praying with my cold dead hands

Meet me down at the burial mound
You hear the shovel make an echoing sound
You're digging down in the cold damp earth
You all know I'm gonna get there first
Digging deep with my cold dead hands
You never even saw me standing there
Sneak up behind you and I'll drag you down
Into a place where you will never be found


 PAVED IN SIN

Cruising on down in a monster car
You feel your head explode against the wall
Souped up hearse that can't be beat
Brains get splattered all over the street

Knew this fun would never last
Least til we ran out of gas
The highways here are paved in sin
And I might just drive you down

These dead beat drivers never last
You put the pedal to the metal
Put your foot on the gas
Souped up hearse that can't be beat
Skull fragments in the drivers seat


 FEEL THE ROT

When we die we feel the rot
Our skin returns to dust
A certain type of hunger pang
Transforms to killing lust

We feel the rot
I need your brain
It burn so bright
My appetites a fucking flame

Lie back my dear
And feel the fear
Of my nuclear caress
My hunger born of chemicals that
Your brain can suppress


 CRAWL IN THE DARK

You were always so much less less less less less than
Never anything more than something that crawled
And writhed in the dark

You crawled and writhed and said good bye
I still wait til this day
I've cried a million tears in hopes that
You would say you'd stay

Now here I sit at your graveside and pray that you'll
Come back
In death you found the meaning that your
Life had always lacked


 STATIC IN 3-D

Black and blue
Red and green
TV sets and movie screens
Red and green
Static sells
TV sets and movie screens


 WHO WROTE THE BOOK OF BLOOD?

Who wrote the book of flesh and blood?
Well it was me my fathers son

Every time I see your face it tears me all apart
I'll thrust my hand into your chest and squeeze your
Beating heart
The pages in this book have twisted everything I do
I'm frothing at the mouth now as I start to
Wonder who?


 DON'T KNOCK ON MY TOMB

Sarcophagi are a slammin' in time to the beat
I got a broken whiskey bottle and a hunk of red meat
I'll the kids come a knockin' on the door of my tomb
Rearranging my bones to spell out "Von Doom"

Dead little children on the road
Traces of all the blood that flowed
Corpses rise and blankly stare
The smell of rotted flesh in the air

Who's that knockin' on my tomb?
A skeletal hand shines white in the moon
Corpses rise and blankly stare
The smell of rotted flesh in the air

 AN UNMARKED EMPTY GRAVE

My ancient books have proven
A corpse must always return to it's unmarked empty grave
Their restless sleeps been broken
By words that I have spoken-


 MIDNIGHT AIR
(Instrumental)


 TIME OUT FROM MY TOMB

Well I'm alive
And I'm dead
You put a bullet in the back of my head
I'm gonna scratch your name into the carpet
On the bedroom floor

I'm coming back
Fingers scrape upon a coffin lid
I'm coming back
I won't forget the things you said and did
I'm coming back
I always knew you'd come to a bad end
I'm coming back
Before I go to ground I'll take my revenge
I'm coming back
Gonna take a time out from my tomb
Before I go back I'm gonna spell out you doom

Well I'm dead
Then I'm alive
And now I'm running on borrowed time
And I'll be taking my revenge on those who've
Done my wrong

 BLOOD AND INK

You meet me at the mortuary
Fix me up a drink
You make it out of human blood
And octopus ink

You pour in some formaldehyde
And shake it til it's thick
An eyeball or an olive
It'll always do the trick

 I'LL BE LURKING FOR YOU

I'm waiting for the day you die
I'll still be lurking for you
Tell me one more of your lies
Cut your legs off at the thigh

The stars are right
Each night up above
I want to cleanse this fucking planet in blood

Three bloody tears
I cried for you
You tried to leave me girl
But I'll kill you fore you do


 DE VERMIS MYSTERIIS

I know the history of the mystery of the ever shifting sands
Drawing signs in the dirt with my demonic left hand
An ancient curse Egyptian hearse is dragging bodies down the street
A body burning stomach churning devil turning up the dead

Vermis Mysterium
Rising on a cold black pillar
In a pentagram of cold blue flame
De Vermis Mysterium
Rising
Cut my finger on the page
And I'm shining my name


 HELL HOUSE (LET ME IN)

The door to this old house is locked
Why won't they let me in?
Well they want out but I want in
You let me in

Abandoned highway railroad crossing
Ghost train in the night
My big black hearse is
Stalled across the tracks

I'm on my way to hell house
All the highways paved in sin
And when I get there then
The haunting will begin
You let me in
You let me in
You let me in
You let me in in in


 AMATEUR OPERATION

No I'm not a pro but I'm digging this exploratory surgery
Let me see what's inside you and I'll let you  see what's
Inside of me
And by the time I get done you're gonna wear your guts
Like a gory necklace
And by the time I get done you're gonna gurgle up a bloody
Wet last kiss
I'm not gonna miss your eyes
I'm gonna drain the fluid out of your brain
I'm gonna suck the marrow out of your bones
I'm gonna revel in your screams and your pain

Cause it's an amateur operation
When you're floating up towards the light
You know I feel like a God with a scalpel in hand
And my incisions are clean and tight

 TRI-LOBED BURNING EYE

Hell blurred titan flying in on death's wing
I'm an ugly ugly ugly unnamable thing
Yeah yeah yeah, he was left to rot
Straight from the belly of Yog Sothoth

Hidden at birth from his fathers kind
The thing with the tri-lobed burning eye


 ON THE RISE

 Look at that thing
On the edge of time
That writhes in it's
Own filth

Look at that thing
It's on the rise
Cosmic power with
1000 eyes

The foulness that I've known
Is etched in stone
Oh no
No No!


 HOUR 13
 (Instrumental)


 CURSE OF VON DOOM
(Instrumental)
(Laughter)


 DEMONOMANIA

Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My father was a wolf
Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My mother was a whore

You check and see
Reality of the wolf
It's in the blood
I wanna be the fucking savior

Humans are weak
What else you fucking do
Humans are weak
I want your blood

Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My father was a wolf
 Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My mother was a whore
 Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My mother was a whore
 Demonomania, Demonomania, Demonomania
My father was a wolf


 YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE OPENED THAT DOOR

Mama, where's your little daughter?
she's here, right here on the altar

You should never have opened that door
now you're never gonna see her no more

You don't know what I can do with this axe chop off your head
so you better relax


 BLOODSHACK

Come on, come on, come on baby - we're gonna paint this town red
Come on, come on, come on baby - we'll put a hatchet into its head
Well last nite I seen it in my dream - it suits my color scheme
The blood's gonna be flowin' like wine - I hear the bell - I think it's dinner time

I said;
Come on, come on, come on baby - we're gonna paint this town red
Come on, come on, come on baby - we'll put a hachett into its swollen head
Well last nite I seen it in my dream - it suits my color scheme
No reservations in my blood shack - you may be dead girl but you'll be comin' back

I said;
Come on, come on, come on baby
Come on, come on, come on baby
Come on, come on, come on baby
Come on, come on, come on baby
YEAH


 WRONG SIDE OF THE GRAVE

I woke up on the wrong side of my grave...

 BLACK CORRIDOR

Well it don't take too much for me to put a scare in you
The things that I've called up will be arriving here real soon

Black Corridor X4

A secret panel opens up behind my bedroom wall
You'll hear the sound of footsteps echo down my long dark hall





"Bloodshack" originally by Forbidden Dimension
"Demonomania" originally by the Misfits
"You Never Should Have Opened That Door" originally by the Ramones