Go For The Grossout

Blood Freak

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    Nobody wanted to listen
    when we said this was for real,
    Sold our souls to horror and
    then sealed the deal
    You laughed in our faces
    and really pissed us off,
    now Blood Freak is still killing
    while you die weak and soft
    We melt horror DVD's into liquid,
    and shoot it into our veins,
    We're socially retarded
    and completely insane!
    In the Toxic Tomb, we all rot away
    Watching horror 24 hours a day
    Our drive-in metal is what it's all about,
    We go for the kill - We Go For The
    Grossout!
    It breaks my heart to see
    where the horror genre is heading,
    I'm taking out my anger at the
    multiplex with some violent beheading,
    I crash the Butchermobile into
    the brick wall,
    Dynamite strapped to my body,
    I'm here to kill and have a ball
    These losers are watching some
    new CGI gore-fest,
    I blow up the projection screen
    to put an end to this bore-fest
    All these geeks got suckered
    by Fangoria's latest hype job,
    I'm here to destroy and cut
    them all into shishkabob
    Don't try to tell me that this
    new crap is any good,
    If you do I'll break all your bones
    and use them for firewood
    Another fucking remake and
    a shitty sequel to boot
    Hollywood will be taught a lesson,
    this multiplex massacre - a tribute!
    Everyone gather around the
    table for a grand feast,
    The TURKEY is hungry and
    it's time for roast human-beast
    with Cannibal Holocaust and
    Texas Chainsaw on in the background,
    tonight we're gonna party and
    celebrate being gorehounds!
    Dial the number and order
    blood-sauce pizza with meat-eyeballs,
    take a sip from a 30 Ft.Aterial Spray
    that will splatter all the walls
    Don't forget The Slaughter Special
    with salted and fried human skin,
    then sit your asses down and
    let our feeding rituals begin!
    Worm Face is starving -
    throw him a bone!
    Satan wants acid, so leave him alone
    the Lungslasher wants
    Afterbirth-day Cake,
    you'd better get it for your own sake
    Doctor Bitch got blood splashed
    on her tits,
    now you've got her mad -
    she'll cut you to bits!
    Turkey Monster likes what he sees,
    he's master
    of this kingdom of horror-hungry zombies!

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