1. |
Terror Vision
01:36
|
|||
|
If your vision blurs
If your vision starts to shatter
Vertical hold ends
Just adjust all of the tracking
Scratches at the door
End of the day is where we begin
Cover up your eyes
Welcome to the Terror Vision!
The Terror Vision!
If you’re hearing this, our transmission has begun
If you’re hearing this, your mutation has begun
There’s a mutation in the transmission
And we must look out for changes
There’s a mutation in the transmission
And we must look out for strangers
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembr’ing my bedtime tales as a kid
The Three Little Pigs
Were blown out of their digs
And their houses and huts were despoiled
The Wolf huffed and puffed
Til the Pigs cried, “Enough!
How can this wicked monster be foiled?”
Two piggies were eaten
Before he was beaten
Down the chimney
The Wolf was hard-boiled
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembr’ing my bedtime tales as a kid
A boy, strong and proud
Climbed way up to the clouds
On a product of magic bean spillage
Brave and defiant
He swindled the Giant
Whose wealth came from plunder and pillage
Then he picked up an axe
Gave the beanstalk some whacks
Dumped the Giant on most of the village
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembr’ing my bedtime tales as a kid
In the cloak of the night
I awake with a fright
Pull the blanket over my head
You can say I’m insane
But it’s stuck in my brain:
Rumpelstiltskin is under my bed!
A girl dressed in red
Stood too close to the bed
Of a beast all sinew and hair
He seemed so sincere
When he beckoned her near
She obeyed, wide-eyed, unaware
Then his razor-sharp claws
And his slobbering jaws
Left the poor girl
A bit worse for wear
Some call it obscene
But the violence onscreen
Vents the internal turmoil of drama
For those buckets of gore
Were spilled ages before
George Romero, Hitchcock, or DePalma
And the fear and the stress
Throughout time’s been expressed
Through the fairy-tale’s symbolic trauma
It’s no wonder why I turned out like I did
Remembr’ing my bedtime tales as a kid
|
||||
3. |
Bag Of Bones
03:11
|
|||
|
This bag of bones
It keeps them away
To keep it filled
Is the punishment that I pay
The hole inside
Empty is what I find
Remove the bones
Leave the flesh and skin behind
This bag of bones
Can never go away
This bag of bones
Refilling every day
My hands are cramped
From pulling off the meat
The penance that I pay
Day to day, I must find a way
To fill the bag so my soul here can stay
So many people that I strip away
So the bones can pile high and my debt forever paid
This bag of bones
Can never go away
This bag of bones
Refilling every day
My hands are cramped
From pulling off the meat
This bag of bones
The penance that I pay
Day to day, I must find a way
To fill the bag so my soul here can stay
So many people that I strip away
So the bones can pile high and my debt forever paid
|
||||
4. |
The Jackling Horde
02:49
|
|||
|
“All Hallows’ Eve, who rise in flight
Bring us tonight our fires light
For thy is the veil and the thinning and the blending of the night”
The Jacklings watch, the Jackings grow
The stem sets forth the spirits’ glow
From the patch, the apostles of Lantern Jack rise
To behold the magic of the Halloween skies
The autumn chill bring with it a gift
Samhain's bonfires expose the rift
The essence of Halloween
Jacklings the infesting light of our Lantern King
Tonight is the beginning of our season’s new age
For the thinning of the spirit veil
Diabolus in music sets the stage
Beginning the dance of All Hallows’ Night
The Jacklings blessing in orange, yellow, and white
Break the rules, disrespect the mores
The ire of the Jackling will be upon your soul
The essence of Halloween
Jacklings the infesting light of our Lantern King
Tonight is the beginning of our season’s new age
For the thinning of the spirit veil
Diabolus in music sets the stage
For the thinning of the spirit veil
Diabolus in music sets the stage
|
||||
5. |
Don't Open The Doorway
03:33
|
|||
|
Don’t open the doorway
Don’t pick at the wound
Just do what the books say
Cast the spell
If you are over there
Can you hear me?
I’ve decided to pull you through
You left us all too soon
I see you writing on the wall
I see you cutting through your skin
I left when I did
You’ll never see what I’ve become
Are you over there
Can you see me?
Pulling you back to us
Just give me your hand
Bringing me back
Will be your downfall
Pulling me through
Will bring them all
Smell the other side
Smell the blood and semen
Like melting into blackness
Darkness will begin
Don’t open the doorway
Don’t pick at the wound
Just do what the books say
And cast the spell
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
The thirty-first of the tenth month
Think that we are pretending
There is something that moves us
To cover faces, move to different places
Among the dark … the dark …
The Ritual is upon us
Lanterns lit, one for each door
You never leave
Before it’s dark out
Prepare your offering
We’ll be knocking
The night is calling out for the offering
Take from you as we roam door to door
We are disciples of the plastic masks
That cover our identity
Trading tricks or treats
To protect our secrecy
Our group stays tight to the shadows
Roaming streets for sacrificial treats
A cult of sweetness breeds a cavity
Turn a blind eye to those who don’t try
The night is calling out for the offering
Take from you as we roam door to door
We are disciples of the plastic masks
That cover our identity
Trading tricks or treats
To protect our secrecy
The night is calling out
For the offering
We are disciples of the plastic mask
Trading tricks or treats
To protect our secrecy
|
||||
7. |
Eat Your Humanity
03:31
|
|||
|
I feel ground above me weakening
This shallow grave you've dug for me
Won’t be keeping me
From playing my upper hand
I see the moonlight shimmering
Through the hole I've dug
I'll be seeing you
In a day or two, my friend
I need to thank you
For pushing me in front of you
And at the knees
Of the monster that tore our lives apart
You buried me early
Too soon to see
What I've come to be
Seems I am okay
Just a hunger that breeds inside of me
Revenge is a dish best served cold
And I'm as cold as they come
When I tear into you
And serve the ice to your veins!
It's taking longer than expected
To get to you
Can't keep myself together
Going to pieces over you
You left the light on
So nice of you
To let me through
So I can repay you for saving me eternally
Revenge is a dish best served cold
And I'm as cold as they come
When I tear into you
And serve the ice to your veins!
I'm ice cold
Lost my soul
And I bring revenge
When I bite your neck
And tear your skin
And you'll be like me
When I eat your humanity
We’ll be together forever
I forgive you, and I taste your forgiveness, too!
|
||||
8. |
My Darling Frankenstein
03:45
|
|||
|
Long ago there lived a doctor,
By the winding River Rhine
In a castle dreary, he had a theory
Dr. Victor Frankenstein
Well, the fact is
That private practice
For young Victor seemed too drab
‘Cause that physician
He had ambition
Creating life down in his lab
With his equipment
Down to the crypt went
Frankenstein and his hunchback
It sounds appalling
But they came back hauling
Chunks of corpses in a sack
Well, in the lab
Sprawled on a slab
A figure made of long-dead folk
First came the lightening
Damn, it was frightening!
Then there were sparks, and the thing awoke!
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Frankenstein
You were lost before you started
You were damned by your own design
The monster reached out
And Victor freaked out
When he realized what he’d done
Oh this sudden terror
Was his great error
But Victor turned, and began to run
Like an unloved child
The brute went wild
To be despised was more than he could take
Forsaken outrage
Led to rampage
Death and pain left in his wake
I guess the moral
If you can find one
Past the terror and the screams
If you’d defy
All that is holy
Be strong enough to face your dreams
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Frankenstein
You were lost before you started
You had a brain, but you had no spine
|
||||
9. |
Forward From Beyond
03:29
|
|||
|
To resonate
Stimulate
Reactivate
Procreate the pleasures from beyond
Growth of pineal
Shatters what is real
Resonator
Expose the deformed layer
Looking forward from beyond
A tearing passage
A tremor in my spine
To help humanity
Ripped apart my sanity
I reached out
It reached back, it reached back, it reached back
From beyond
I feel myself giving
Mutating within
Creating the end
The power to destroy
Is mine to enjoy
Return to destroy
The infected scenery
Restore the resonator
Before our eyes
Creatures metastasize
Promising a pleasure to arise
Just let them arrive
To help humanity
Ripped apart my sanity
I reached out
It reached back, it reached back, it reached back
From beyond
|
||||
10. |
Season's Ending
03:54
|
|||
|
I see you even though you can’t see me yet
I know what you’ve done and plan to do …
Next time you decide to steal or destroy my …
Plan on our introduction to be quick
I bring the season
Into the night
I’ll punish those who
Would put out my darkened light
Each bag of candy that you steal
I’ll take half a hand
Each decoration that you break
I’ll take a toe
Each child you make cry
I’ll take your arm
The jack o’lantern’s life you end
I’ll remove your head!
You’ve been warned
And now we shall begin
Your transformation into the season
Four bags of candy
That’s both your hands
Nine toes, there they go
So many tears
You owe five arms
And next comes my favorite part!
Carve out your eyes
Then remove your teeth
Pull out your tongue
And dig out the meat
The top must come off
And the candle goes in
And the glow of the season begins again
No disrespect, you must respect
The rules I’ve laid out for you
|
||||
The Video Nasties Phoenix, Arizona
If you like The Video Nasties, you may also like:
Black Mirror - San Junipero (Original Score)
by Clint Mansell
Relive the eeriness of one of this season’s standout “Black Mirror” episodes with the score by Clint Mansell.
go to album
Mr. Robot - Volume 1 (Original Television Series Soundtrack)
by Mac Quayle
Mac Quayle’s soundtrack for “Mr. Robot” provides the show a score that's as ominous and paranoid as its subject matter.
go to album
The second LP from Kuedo feels like the soundtrack for future-noir, with rippling, uneasy synths and steadily-increasing tension.
go to album
Severance: Season 1 (Apple TV+ Original Series Soundtrack)
by Theodore Shapiro
Your outie will thrill to the spine-tingling soundtrack from the breakout TV show. Please try to enjoy each track equally.
go to album
The B-Music of Jean Rollin 1968-1973
by Various Artists
A hip, sexadelic mélange, brimming with giddy bloodlust.
go to album
Stranger Things 4 (Original Score From The Netflix Series)
by Kyle Dixon & Michael Stein
Kyle Dixon and Michael Stein turn their ’80s-inspired tour de forces up to eleven on their fourth soundtrack for the beloved Netflix series.
go to album
Prince of Parrot Shooters / The Aqueducts of Channel Island
by Monopoly Child Star Searchers
featured on Bandcamp Radio May 3, 2022
go to album
