Camp Crystal Lake - Bloodsucking Zombies from Outer Space

Install thy kingdom of glory We're the servants, we're the servants of holy Coded prayers, emptied souls "Blessed" by the plastic signs Template hearts salvation, the circle we trust Behold the virgin spawning the filth of the human race From her womb prolonged by machines Obey and praise, reprogram your faith Connect yourself and be absorbed by the hive Implant the lord, your god Enhanced the human race Sequenced for your perfection Our perfection Implant the lord, your god Enhanced the human race Sequenced for more perfection Give into system Install thy kingdom of glory We are the servants of holy Implant the lord, your god Enhanced the human race Sequenced for your perfection Our perfection Implant the lord, your god Enhanced the human race Sequenced for more perfection Give into system The perversion of cognition Subterfuge, mother to delusion, ruin Rebirth It's time to shed the flesh Enslave your mind to be reborn for eternity Verily the cry of this Earth is great And verily the filth is exceedingly grievous I have come down to see what they have done altogether We were damned from the start (according to the cry of it) Coded by prayers of emptied souls (Which is come unto me) Controlled by plastic signs and templated hearts (And now I know) No salvation for humanity, the wicked and filthy (Now I know) And still we will proclaim, in the circle we trust (I'm watching the silence)

Welcome to the jungle This is just where we fight The weak become the prey Only the strongest survive Come at me Come and say what you wanna say Face to face, here I stand I won't run away All the words you say are meaningless to me 'Cause you're hiding behind the mask of your conceit Go tweet on Twitter While I'm getting bigger You'll never see a fire in my eyes 'Cause you are dead inside Yeah! Say it, say it, say it Yeah! Say it to my face Yeah! What a poor little boy you are Yeah! We'll fucking tear you up Damn showtime motherfucker, it's on I'm ready to drop this bomb on this fucking song If you're 555 then I'm 666 Shut your fucking mouth and put your horns in the fucking air Hey hey! You can run but you can't hide Hey hey! Can't compare to how we grind Hey hey! If you wish to stay alive? Hey hey! Throw your sign up in the sky Yeah! Say it, say it, say it Yeah! Say it to my face Yeah! What a poor little boy you are Yeah! We'll fucking tear you up Say what, say what Step up, step up Say what, say what Step up motherfucker You gotta live it to take credit and represent it Bitches whining 'cause we're styling as we murder your pride I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one Hit me Hit me if you dare Yo, what's up motherfuckers We got it from the chaos to the fucking core We're from Tokyo Running this shit since 2K-motherfucking-3 We're talking Crystal-fucking-Lake, motherfuckers Burn it to the ground We will tear you up We will tear you down Tear you down

Bitches Crystal Knows how you Twist all the lines Fortune teller Future seller Of time Tortured spirits cry Fear is in their eyes Ghostly images die Witches potion Mixed in the ocean Of tears Mystical oowers Emerge from the towers Of fear Tortured spirits cry Fear is in their eyes Ghostly images die Evil learning People burning Savage casting No one lasting Witchcraft Sadness Madness Turning in their minds Evil learning People burning Savage casting No one lasting Witchcraft Sadness Madness Turning in their minds Ritual killings That swear in The shillings to be Heretic priestess Dwells on the Weakness she sees Tortured spirits cry Fear is in their eye Ghostly images die

Bela kisses you and reaches out For your heart But his kisses make your life Falling apart Darkness devours you, when he Takes control Bela drowns his pain together With his wifes in alcohol Bela bela kiss kiss Come clean stop telling lies Bela bela kiss kiss Did you really kill your wife, put her in an iron tank Pickled in formaldehyde Bela bela kiss kiss Kiss of death and homicide What kind of monster have you let yourself become How many women are still out there on your farm Your bare hands, their necks You choke them But bela, your cold Heart stays forever broken Bela bela kiss kiss Come clean stop telling lies Bela bela kiss kiss Did you really kill your wife, put her in an iron tank Pickled in formaldehyde Bela bela kiss kiss Kiss of death and homicide You adored your wife until she found herself a lover But you made sure There is no happy ever after Aren't they still somewhere at your home with all the others Drowned blood strained bodies

We are surfing on a meltdown That's the energy we need We drink, we eat, we breathe pure electricity It's gonna makes us roll, it makes us rock Kickstarted by electric shocks We're going for plutonium It makes us feel so strong This is the nuke sound that will make you glow Turn on the volume on your stereo Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Radiation Rock for the nuclear infected Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Toxic Terror Tracks for atomic adolescents We're feeding on nuclear power It's bursting through our veins An atomic driven engine is pumping in our chest Let's rock the core, heat up the drums We grow radioactive plants High Voltage is what really matters Even if reactors shatter A gigantic flash illuminates the air This show is broadcasted everywhere Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Radiation Rock for the nuclear infected Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Toxic Terror Tracks for atomic adolescents Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Radiation Rock for the nuclear infected Hey you out there! You're tuned to Radio Active Toxic Terror Tracks for atomic adolescents You listen to Radio Active Radio Active

Voices, noises and desperate screaming Howls and growls, doesn't feel like I'm dreaming My sweet Satan rattle me no more My body is aching and my skin is bruised and sore I can no longer hold on! Cast out this demon of me I'm not the vessel for your evil spirit I wanna cleanse my soul of you Cause it's a nice day for an exorcism Can someone call me a priest Cause I'm already down on my knees I beg for mercy and salvation It's a nice day for an exorcism "Give in, give in", your voice commands Don't my conscience says, but it is already out of hand You cling on to my flesh trying to hold on But I won't let myself feel this anymore I can no longer hold on! Cast out this demon of me I'm not the vessel for your evil spirit I wanna cleanse my soul of you Cause it's a nice day for an exorcism Can someone call me a priest Cause I'm already down on my knees I beg for mercy and salvation It's a nice day for an exorcism You make me curse, you make me scream Words full of hatred agony and blasphemy Unconscious in a limbo, two feet above the bed Please get out, get out, get out, get out of my head Cast out this demon of me I'm not the vessel for your evil spirit I wanna cleanse my soul of you once and for all Can someone call me a priest Cause I'm already down on my knees I beg for mercy and salvation It's a nice day for an exorcism 'Cause it's a nice day It's a nice day It's a nice day for an exorcism

I'm racing down the runway Faster faster – i need to gather speed All tanks refueled, ready to launch - the air is filled with kerosine You better take Cover, cause here i come now In darkness and silence You won't see me, you won't hear me come down - blitzkrieg-style I gotta get airborne – all systems on go and ready to take of I'm the night flier Climbing high and even higher Losing touch to ground Control - and I'm on autopilot I'm the night flier – and my engines on fire Full speed ahead without remorse And i will keep my course I'm defying gravity – above the ground Like a bat, a bat straight out of hell Undetected beneath the radar Hanging upside down in my cockpit-cave I'm searching for the next one – the next one to tear apart A demonic aviator and i can Sense your fear and smell your blood In my black skymaster I'm Heading for the next disaster I have no need for a happy ending My course is set for a crash landing I'm rushing down with burning engines But the opera isn't over as long as someone keeps on singing