Ghoul - Inner Sanctum lyrics
[Ghoul - Inner Sanctum lyrics]
Welcome little children
At play among the tombs
A trail of treats will lead you
Into candy covered rooms
Granite pestles crush their tiny
Pelvises to dust smashing with unholy lust
You and your burnout friends
Were suckered by the witch's tale
Caves replete the devil's leaf
And a map for sale so, to the catacombs
With plunder as your goal
Stumble bums, trap door sprung
You were knocked out cold
Welcome lonely traveler
Engaged in self abuse
Your love for iron maidens
Will be put to grizzly use
Piercing shrieks of torture from
Behind a metal mask
Blood collects in oaken cask
You hear a muffled scream
Through a fleshly mortared crypt
Slimy tendrils coat the walls
Where the coffin juices drip
A filthy denim vest
You find abandoned on the chamber floor
Mortal fear your blood runs cold
At the sound of a creaking door
The screams of your friends echo from afar
Panicked, you race through the
Torch lit halls into the Abattoir
Kill! Kill!
Kill!
You fall to your knees in human debris
And we chortle at your feeble cries
You kick and you scream
As you're dragged 'cross the floor
No mercy, no pity, your destined to die
In our inner sanctum
Chained to the floor of a catacomb cell
In our inner sanctum
You will be wracked with the tortures of hell
In our inner sanctum
Tears stream from your bloodshot eyes
In our inner sanctum die!
At play among the tombs
A trail of treats will lead you
Into candy covered rooms
Granite pestles crush their tiny
Pelvises to dust smashing with unholy lust
You and your burnout friends
Were suckered by the witch's tale
Caves replete the devil's leaf
And a map for sale so, to the catacombs
With plunder as your goal
Stumble bums, trap door sprung
You were knocked out cold
Welcome lonely traveler
Engaged in self abuse
Your love for iron maidens
Will be put to grizzly use
Piercing shrieks of torture from
Behind a metal mask
Blood collects in oaken cask
You hear a muffled scream
Through a fleshly mortared crypt
Slimy tendrils coat the walls
Where the coffin juices drip
A filthy denim vest
You find abandoned on the chamber floor
Mortal fear your blood runs cold
At the sound of a creaking door
The screams of your friends echo from afar
Panicked, you race through the
Torch lit halls into the Abattoir
Kill! Kill!
Kill!
You fall to your knees in human debris
And we chortle at your feeble cries
You kick and you scream
As you're dragged 'cross the floor
No mercy, no pity, your destined to die
In our inner sanctum
Chained to the floor of a catacomb cell
In our inner sanctum
You will be wracked with the tortures of hell
In our inner sanctum
Tears stream from your bloodshot eyes
In our inner sanctum die!