Creature Feature

I’ve got bad bloodI’ve done bad thingsHow can I control myselfIf I enjoy these nasty habitsI can hear the voices stirringAll the awful things they’re planningI don’t play niceI don’t give inWas it nature? Was it nurture?Maybe I was just born evil.It’

Alright, everybody sit down, quiet down, listen up.I brought you all here to recite the annual obituaries.Like we’ll start with A and end with Z.Alright, is the band ready?Ready.Alright, hit it Boyles.One, anda twoA is for Amber who drowned in a poolB is for Billy who was eaten by ghoulsC is for Curt with disease […

How dark was the nightWhen they were given new lifeOn the eve of our impending doomThe buried and forgottenMolding and rottenBegan to stir in their tombsHere in our darkest of hoursPrepare for the coming dreadMindless walking thingsWhat horror do they bringNow their eternal peace is deniedThe dearly