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Hellbound Heart
There's no blood pumpin' in a hellbound heart
There’s no compassion it won’t tear apart
The furthest reaches of pleasure and pain
Once we touch you'll never be the same
If you follow there will be sorrow
Night of the living dead inside of us
When you fall below there will be blood flow
Night of the living dead inside of us
Drawn to danger in the devil's game
Deadly attraction that we can’t explain
Some call us angels some call us demons
We’re not satisfied 'til everybody's screamin'
If you follow there will be sorrow
Night of the living dead inside of us
When you fall below there will be blood flow
Night of the living dead inside of us
Your life is short and pleasures are so few
You followed me, now I have so much to show you
Torture, mutilation, bondage, hooks and sin
Now let’s begin
I promise you pain
If you follow there will be sorrow
Night of the living dead inside of us
When you fall below there will be blood flow
Night of the living dead inside of us
If you follow there will be sorrow
Night of the living dead inside of us
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Dark Side of the American Dream
Always dressed for a funeral
Come rapping at my door
Let the stars around us fall
And be lonely nevermore
The way you look tonight
So beautiful it's scary
Such a lovely fright
So extra ordinary
On the dark side of the American Dream
We don't care when they say we’re obscene
We lived fast, died young like James Dean
On the dark side of the American Dream
Let's light the night on fire
We'll watch the bodies burn
Dance 'round the funeral pyre
The point of no return
The way you look tonight
A moonlit mortuary
Such a lovely fright
So extra ordinary
On the dark side of the American Dream
We don't care when they say we're obscene
We lived fast, died young like James Dean
On the dark side of the American Dream
Now that we're outcasts there's no going back
White picket fences are all painted black
Two and a half kids and they will attack
We'll have the perfect family
On the dark side of the American Dream
We don't care when they say we're obscene
We lived fast, died young like James Dean
On the dark side of the American Dream
On the dark side of the American Dream
We don't care when they say it's obscene
We lived fast, died young like James Dean
On the dark side of the American Dream
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Cruel and Unusual
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Cruel And Unusual
When you decay and you rot away
Finally you'll be as wretched as you are inside
They'll never know what we did to you
They just don't have a fucking clue
Buried below, yes you had to go
And everyone that I know loves a mystery
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
Yes we are, yes we are
A dirt bike wheel to the face
Wipes you from the human race
We'll devour and splatter
Sinew and bloody tissue matter
When you decay and you rot away
Finally you'll be wretched as you are inside
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
Yes we are, yes we are
When you decay and you rot away
Finally you'll be wretched as you are inside
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
We are the cruel and the unusual
Yes we are, yes we are
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She'll Claw Your Eyes Out
Somewhere in this darkened room
The only light we see is shining through
The spinning celluloid
The swelling vertigo of our lust
And particles of dust
She’ll claw your eyes out (She could be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out (She used to be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out baby on a Saturday night
Claw your eyes out, claw your eyes out tonight!
Wicked girl with her hands all over me
Excited by the violence on the movie screen
The havoc of your heart
Your self control is crushed under such
An adrenaline rush
She’ll claw your eyes out (She could be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out (She used to be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out baby on a Saturday night
Claw your eyes out, claw your eyes out tonight!
The havoc of your heart
Your self control is crushed under such
An adrenaline rush
She’ll claw your eyes out (She could be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out (She used to be so sweet)
She’ll claw your eyes out baby on a Saturday night
Claw your eyes out, claw your eyes out tonight!
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In Her Lover's Arms
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In Her Lover’s Arms
Faded torn up walls
Cracked and flooded halls
Silhouette in a broken window
Demonic bone white face
Raven hair and lace
Noctivagant until the time she finds me
In a moment she appears beside me
I will keep her safe and warm
Wrapped up in her lover's arms
She struggles for her life
In water black as night
Sinking slowly with the sunlight fading
As water fills her lungs
The nightmare's just begun
Doesn’t realize she’s only dreaming
Wake up to the sound of her screaming
I will keep her safe and warm
Wrapped up in her lover's arms
Woah oh oh...
Never let you go...
Their love has found a way
Until their dying day
Hands entwined through the harshest winter
Withered flesh dripping off their fingers
I will keep her safe and warm
Wrapped up in her lover's arms
I will keep her oh so safe and warm
Wrapped up in her lover's arms
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Stellar Corpses Santa Cruz, California
Psychobilly Horror Punk conceived and dripping with the bloody history of Santa Cruz, California aka Santa Carla from The Lost Boys. The small beach town, with its cinematic and real-life horror stories, was hallowed ground to form a band dangerously obsessed with love, death and beyond. If the starlit streets and bloody beaches of Santa Cruz could talk, they’d sound like Stellar Corpses. ... more
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