Gloom

Some aren't exactly correct

All lyrics by Macabre

I am - the embalmer
And it's nice to meet you
Now's my - chance to
Get to know you better
Now you're - laying
There upon my table
And it's - time to
Prepare you for embalming
Chorus:
Embalmer
Embalms you
Embalmer
Embalms you
Embalmer - embalms you
Embalmer - embalms yooouuu
Yes it's - nice to
Have you in my parlor
As I - vacuum
Out all your fluids
You're still - lying
There upon my table
And it's - time to
Inject the embalming fluid
Chorus
Solo

Trampled to Death

You went to see the Who
And the people there trampled you
You were underneath their shoes
There was nothing you could do
Chorus:
Trampled to death at the concert
They never left alive
Underneath the stomping feet
Eleven crushed as they screamed and died
They paid to see the Who
But actually they paid to die
As they ran to their seats
They were trampled and pulverized
They didn't hear the screams
At the concert of their dreams
They were worried about good seats
Not the lives under their feet
Chorus

Holidays of Horror

Simmons went crazy
Murdered sixteen
Fourteen of them family
He killed them
For the hollidays
Chorus:
Merry Christmas
He gunned his family down
His bullets were their presents
Dead relatives all around
Happy New Year
One they won't be here to see
It's the holliday of horror
Because of Ronald Gene
Simmons
He built a wall
Around his trailer home
So the neighbors would leave him alone
And he didn't want them to see
How he abused his family
Chorus

Fritz Haarmann the Butcher

In a far away town
many years ago
There lived a man
who caused much woe
He'd murder young men
and slice up the meat
And sell to hungry town people
to eat
Chorus:
Fritz Haarmann-
He chopped up young men
The Butcher
Made steaks out of them
Fritz Haarmann-
He sold them as meat
The Butcher-
For the people to eat
Young men were missing
nowhere in sight
But they ate their steak
with hungry delight
They'd go to Fritz Haarmann
to get more meat
But they didn't know
young men they'd eat
Chorus:
Fritz Haarmann-
Made young men into meat
The butcher-
sold them on the street
Fritz Haarmann-
He'd sell them as steaks
The Butcher-
For the profit he'd make

Evil Ole Soul

Jociam Kroll - evil ole soul
And an evil soul was he
He killed young girls
Cut off their buttocks
Only the most succulent
Meat he would eat

Harvey Glatman (Your Soul Will Forever Rot)

He could tie a great knot as a kid
Always had ropes in his hands
Hanging himself in the attic
His behaviour was quite erratic
He had such a high IQ
But he was a devious killer too
He'd tie up the girls and then
Take their lives away
Chorus:
Harvey Glatman
Your soul will forever rot man
The sadistic way you killed
Was the way you got your thrill
Harvey Glatman
The gas chamber is what you got man
You raped and murdered three
And you showed no sympathy
He posed as a photographer
Who took pictures of bound and gagged girls
That's how he got them alone
Then he'd tie them up with his ropes
He'd rape them repeatedly
He was an evil man indeed
He'd strangle the girls and then
Leave them to rot in the sand
Chorus

McMassacre (James Huberty)

You go to McDonald's
To eat a hamburger
The next thing you know
It's time for your murder
The McDonaldland killer
Pops in by surprise
Pumping his lead
Between your eyes
Chorus:
McDonald's
McMassacre
McMurder
McDeath
McDonald's
McMassacre
McMurder
McDeath
McDonald's
McMassacre
McMurder
McMess
McDonald's
McMassacre
McMurder
McDeath
McDonald's is your
Kind of place
It's such
A happy place
Where are you now
Ronald old buddy
Where are you now
The fries are all bloody
Chorus

David Brom took an Axe

He took an axe
And then attacked
And away at his family
He beagan to hack
His dad wouldn't let him
Listen to a hardcore band
So here comes David
With an axe in his hand
Chorus:
David Brom killed his dad
His mother and brother and sister
He took an axe to their heads
David Brom he killed his dad
His mother and brother and sister
Took an axe to their heads
They were sitting there
And David came in
Then he axed them
Again and again
Now his family
Is all dead
David came down
With an axe on their heads
Chorus

Cremator

(Instrumental)
"The chimneys belch the putrid smoke
of the burning remains below"

Nostradamus

(Instrumental)
"THE JUST WILL BE EXECUTED
PUBLICLY AND IN SECRET
GREAT PESTILENCE COMES TO THE PLACE
SO THAT THE JUDGES HAVE TO FLEE."
IX II
1.16
"WHEN SATURN IS IN AQUARIUS
AND SAGITTARIUS IS ASCENDANT
DISEASE, FAMINE AND DEATH BY WAR
AS THE CENTURE APPROCHES IT'S RENEWAL
1999"

I Need to Kill

Coming to your house
I'll make you scream
Catch you all alone and
Then you're dead
I'm going to shatter
All your dreams
Filling you all full of
Fear and dread
Chorus:
Catch you by surprise
Your death will make me smile
You know it makes me feel so good
When your life expires
It's time to realize
That you're going to die
There's nothing you can do
Even if you try
Murder is a wicked
Fuckin' disease
But it makes me
Feel so good inside
Killing you to
Satisfy my needs
Showing no remorse for
Taking human life
Chorus:
I'm going to tie you
To a tree
Then I'll put a wire
Around your neck
Pulling it as tight
As it can be
Your head and body
I will disconnect
Chorus

Ultra Violent

I'll smash your fuckin' face
It's such a fuckin' disgrace
I'll kick it fuckin' in
It's such a fuckin' sin
I'll gouge your fuckin' eyes
I'll make you fuckin' die
I'll make you fuckin' silent
I'm fuckin' ultra violent
I'll kick your fuckin' head
'Til your fuckin' dead
I'll make you fuckin' cry
Make you fuckin' die
I'll crack your fuckin' face
Hit it with a fuckin' mace
I'll make you fuckin' silent
I'm fuckin' ultra violent

Rat Man

The day he got bit by a rat
He wanted to kill all the cats
His hair it turned gray on that day
He then grew a tail and some fangs
Chorus:
He's not batman
He's the ratman
Rabies foaming
From his mouth, yeah!
And now he looks just like a rat
He's killing and eating the cats
He's out on the streets every night
You'd better stay out of his sight
He's not batman
He's the ratman
Rabies foaming
From his mouth
YEAAAHHH!

Hey Laurie Dann

Hey Laurie Dann where ya going
With those guns in your hand?
REPEAT
I'm going round to shoot young children
I just can't cope with the world were in
REPEAT
Hey Laurie Dann I heard you shot
Those young children down
REPEAT
Yes I did, I shot 'em
You should have seen them hit the ground
REPEAT
I took my guns and I shot 'em
Hey Laurie Dann where ya gonna run to now?
REPEAT
I'm going to a house that's not too far away
REPEAT
I'm gonna shoot one more
Then take my own life away
REPEAT

Patrick Purdy Killed five and wounded thirty

My name is Patrick Purdy
And I have a duty
To kill as many children
As I can
So it's off to school
Where I used to go
With my AK-47
In my hands
Chorus:
Patrick Purdy
Thought he was doing his duty
Thought he was in the army
And the children was his enemy
Patrick Purdy
Killed five and wounded thirty
His tactics were quite dirty
The children's blood was squirting

Exhumer

My favorite thing to do
Is to dig bodies from the grave
I'm sure that you can see
That I'm sickening and crazed
Walking through the graveyard
With a shovel in my hand
Looking for a grave
I'm an exhumer of the dead
I'm digging up your grave
With a smile on my face
I'm sure you know my status
I'm a sickening disgrace
Taking off your jewelry
And having such a ball
I'll take it to the pawn shop
And I'll sell it fuckin' all

Dr. Holmes (He stripped their bones)

Just call me Dr. Holmes
I'd like to strip your bones
But first I'm going to kill you
Inside of my black hotel
I'll gas you in your bedroom
I'm going to take your life soon
Chorus:
Dr. Holmes he stripped their bones
To medical students their skeletons he sold
He melted their flesh in acid bath
And sold their bones in classified ads
I want you to work for me
But don't tell anybody
Just come to my black hotel
And bring me all your money
I'll put you in my lime pit
Your life I'm going to end it
Chorus

The Green River Murderer (He's still out there)

The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him
Forty-eight and counting
Dead prostitutes keep mounting
The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
A trail of bodies behind him
Forty-eight and counting
The body count keeps mounting
The Green River murderer
He's still out there
The authorities can't find him
For the prostitutes slain by him

Funeral Home

You are pronounced dead
Due to a crushing blow to the head
The reaper has passed his curse
Lifeless body hauled away in a hearse
Death is the reality
Life it lies in a dormant grave
It's off to the funeral home
Isn't it great?
Death in the embalmers hands
He cuts your organs and and puts them in pans
Then he drains all your blood
Embalms your veins til they flood
Then you're put into your casket
Rolled in and put on display
He made you look like you were
Living today
The under taker
Cuts you open
And he rips out
All of your insides
And you cannot escape
His clutches
For you will be
Embalmed by him
AAAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA
You are on your
Way to the funeral home
You are in the
Funeral home and you are
DEAD!