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You got corpse-paint in your face,
Do you think itґs beautiful?
You look like a Skeleton, Do you think itґs beautiful? Youґre a Zombie on weekend nights,
Do you think itґs beautiful?
You support your life with blood,
Do you think itґs beautiful?
Weґve got: Demons and Vampires - Theyґre out today. Zombies and Skeletons - Theyґre out today.
This is a cementary - Come here to p(r)ay.
Vultures and Monsters - Theyґre out today.
Walking corpses and Living dead - out to play.
You should sold your soul to the lowest price,
Do you think itґs beautiful?
Youґre a servant of the Lord of death,
Do you think itґs beautiful?
Your Master told you to eat(Brains) flesh,
Does it taste wonderful?
Letґs run a pole right trough our hearts,
And become beautiful.
(Demons and Vampires, Zombies and Skeletons, Vultures and Monsters, Defeated by Angels)
You got your life sustaining substances to try to keep you alive - but youґre already dead.
You killed your dreams.
You killed your fantasy.
You killed yourself.
When you said "OK".
You donґt need
"Van Helsing" noone else can save your soul and if you
Sell your soul if you allow it to be sold.
Stay there on the graveyard but itґs bound to get real cold. No more death!