AMERICAN GOTHIC If there’s nothing in the darkness Then why do you lie awake Something in the shadows Is keeping you from sleep What are you afraid of Hiding in the night Haunting figures appear In the corner of your eye Is death waiting to lash out Or a ghost behind the breeze A devil in the cornfield Or a beast among the trees Are those wretched raving ravens All harbingers of your doom Is the black cat crossing in your path A prelude to your tomb The sun falls like a guillotine The dark comes alive with the unsavory beings Lock the door And run and hide And hold your breath And you just might Survive the night Your safety’s false Your logic’s skewed Now your complacent Point of view Will be the true Death of you Are there creaks in the floorboards When you’re alone in the room Are there footsteps in the attic With each rising of the moon Strange sounds in the distance Whatever could they be You’re powerless to the deadly Foul things lurking unseen The sun falls like a guillotine The dark comes alive with the unsavory beings Lock the door And run and hide And hold your breath And you just might Survive the night Your safety’s false Your logic’s skewed Now your complacent Point of view Will be the true Death of you Chattering teeth and rattling bones Out in the blackness your nightmares grow Dreadful thoughts make your blood run cold The witching hour has taken hold Deep in the bleak recess of your soul Is where the terror makes it’s home If there’s nothing in the darkness Then why do you lie awake Something in the shadows Is keeping you from sleep Lyrics by Curtis Rx

THE NETHERWORLD There exists a secret place Heralded by death embrace You’ll soon learn there’s life after death Soon after your corpse has been dressed You can only come around As you’re buried six feet down When your body functions have ceased And the maggots begin to feast You’ll be the life of the party Way down at the cemetery Deep below the hollowed ground Far from the safe lights of town At home amongst the beetles and worms Where the creepy crawlers still squirm Unfortunately it’s not heaven Fortunately it’s not quite hell It’s a place of legend and myth Where the reaper has gonna amiss You’ll be the life of the party Way down at the cemetery You will soon depart from the heart in your chest For its incessant beating will eventually end You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained All your worldly possessions And all your measly convictions Will be useless after the day you die You wont need them on the other side Now as your pulse subsides Time has come to say your goodbyes Saint Peter doesn’t call your name And your body does not drown in flames You’ll exist beyond creation No hope for reincarnation Once they carve out your headstone And you’re left with nothing but a bag of bones You’ll receive your invitation If you’re lost between the stations You’ll be the life of the party Way down at the cemetery A casket holds your lifeless form That chunk of meat is no longer warm Before your insides begin to curd You’ll transcend into an ether Every lost soul migrates here As the real world sheds a tear A spirit not fit for ascension A soul not fit for redemption You’ll be the life of the party Way down at the cemetery You will soon depart from the heart in your chest For its incessant beating will eventually end You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained All your worldly possessions And all your measly convictions Will be useless after the day you die You wont need them on the other side Now as your pulse subsides Time has come to say your goodbyes Well now It seems you’re cursed to wander Into the pitch black yonder You cant be saved Now your body lies in a cold cold grave Well now It seems you’re off the beaten path An exiled outcast What lies ahead face the facts son You are dead dead dead Well now It seems you’ve come to realization That you’re an abomination So don’t be sad life after death ain’t so bad bad bad Well now I really must be on my way There’s other folks who’ve gone astray It never ends go forth and haunt Make some enemies Or friends You will soon depart from the heart in your chest For its incessant beating will eventually end You wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins For every single crimson drop will certainly be drained All your worldly possessions And all your measly convictions Will be useless after the day you die You wont need them on the other side Now as your pulse subsides Time has come to say your goodbyes If it wants it’ll get you Firmly in its grip Sit back don’t fight Go along for the trip Prepare to be scared Right out of your skin Welcome to the netherworld where and new life begins ~Lyrics By Curtis Rx

NEARLY DEPARTED How dark was the night When they were given new life On the eve of our impending doom The buried and forgotten Molding and rotten Began to stir in their tombs Here in our darkest of hours Prepare for the coming dread Mindless walking things What horror do they bring Now their eternal peace is denied The dearly departed Are back where they started And everything’s far from alright They have woken to devour And this world will run red The earth has now grown sour And it’s spitting out the dead Be warned Be still Now you can hear them stirring Clawing at the ceilings of their graves They’re here They’re dead They’re evil and they’re hungry Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray No pulse No brains Now you can hear them digging Corpses transformed into feral beasts No soul No hope No conscience in their bloodlust They have only come here for one thing And that’s to feast The hordes of decay Are crawling this way And their pouring out into the streets Lifeless hollow shells Are escaping their cells And their dying for something to eat Here in our darkest of hours Prepare for the coming dread An army of death With their fetid breath And their skin dangling from their bones There is no escape From the most ghastly of fate For this is how we must atone They have woken to devour And this world will run red The Earth has now grown sour And it’s spitting out the dead Be warned Be still Now you can hear them stirring Clawing at the ceilings of their graves They’re here They’re dead They’re evil and they’re hungry Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray No pulse No brains Now you can hear them digging Corpses transformed into feral beasts No soul No hope No conscience in their bloodlust They have only come here for one thing And that’s to feast The dead are awake There’s no escape Tombs asunder Released from slumber Peaceful silence Turned to violence Will this affliction Be our downfall Reanimation desecration Death in no longer The be all end all Insurrection resurrection And out of the mouth of Hades They have crawled Be warned Be still Now you can hear them stirring Clawing at the ceilings of their graves They’re here They’re dead They’re evil and they’re hungry Flesh and sinew and bone have all gone astray No pulse No brains Now you can hear them digging Corpses transformed into feral beasts No soul No hope No conscience in their bloodlust They have only come here for one thing And that’s to feast ~Lyrics By Curtis Rx

MAD HOUSE Where did all this begin my malicious tale So rife with loathing despair and revenge Picture this a home could grow aware Would this explain why I now live in fear Sometimes the razor’s dull and doesn’t cut enough Sometimes it definitely cuts too much All of this aggression and fury inside me Has seeped into the bones of this old house Year by year the rage was building up And my short fuse has turned against me now Sometimes the razor’s dull and doesn’t cut enough Sometimes it definitely cuts too much Sometimes the anger doesn’t always manifest Sometimes the anger’s like a hornet’s nest I don’t know how much I can take I simply must get out of this mad house Nowhere to hide I can’t escape I really think it’s gunning for me now You can’t imagine how I ache to toss a match And burn the whole thing down I pray in time it’s blown away To nothing but a big hole in the ground Would I get an answer if these walls could talk Would they explain why they now want me dead Was it me am I a wicked man Was this monster born of my own two hands Some days it’s tame doesn’t spill too much blood Some days it’s crazed and can never get enough Some days it’s still like the calm before a storm Some days I wish I was never born I don’t know how much I can take I simply must get out of this mad house Nowhere to hide I can’t escape I really think it’s gunning for me now You can’t imagine how I ache to toss a match And burn the whole thing down I pray in time it’s blown away To nothing but a big hole in the ground It’s grown hungry rather famished Smelling blood and turning savage Now it’s learning forming habits Sentient and wreaking havoc It is growing gaining traction Can’t give up I must take action It is scheming gaining reason Making plans becoming brazen It is living in existence Cognizant without a conscience Shaping tactics without lenience Setting traps to restore balance now Get me out of this mad house I’ll die in this mad house ~Lyrics By Curtis Rx

HERE THERE BE WITCHES Here there be witches on the edge of town Cast them in water to see if they drown Cleanse them with fire to burn them down Bury their bones in hallowed ground Here there be witches on the edge of town Cast them in water to see if they drown Cleanse them with fire to burn them down Bury their bones in hallowed ground Here there be witches on the edge of town Here there be witches on the edge of town Can’t you hear their cries Press them with stones to see if they lie Sever their heads and gouge out their eyes Recite your prayers in the dead of night Here there be witches can’t you hear their cries Demons on the prowl we must make a stand Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land The unpure of heart will fall by your hand Here there be witches save our Souls have been lost and the panic grows Spells cast over blood and broken bones An evil stronger than we’ve ever known Here there be witches and all must die Here there be witches and they must be slain Cut of their flesh and they feel no pain Shackle their hands with sanctified chains Snip out their tongues before they speak your name Here there be witches and they must be slain Demons on the prowl we must make a stand Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land The unpure of heart will fall by your hand Here there be witches save our Souls have been lost and the panic grows Spells cast over blood and broken bones An evil stronger than we’ve ever known Here there be witches and all must die Unholy hexes dark incantations Our days are numbered just sacrificial lambs Depraved and corrupted agents of darkness Chosen by the black mark of the beast Archaic volumes forbidden writing Blood ceremonies sermons for the damned This curse must be lifted before the full moon Or we’re all just meat for the feast Demons on the prowl we must make a stand Black souled devil spawn inhabit this land The unpure of heart will fall by your hand Here there be witches save our Souls have been lost and the panic grows Spells cast over blood and broken bones An evil stronger than we’ve ever known Here there be witches and all must die ~Lyrics By Curtis Rx

DEM BONES Please don't be alarmed I've got the heart of a child It's actually one of many that I've slowly compiled You have looks to die for and a brain to match I promise to remove it all without a scratch Lest we forget about your ravishing eyes I'd love to see them both immaculately excised Now whatcha got hiding under all that meat I don't believe that beauty's only skin deep We all amass ghosts of our past I display mine under glass Perfection is fleeting Commence the bleeding And now I must propose We dig dem bones I bid you welcome my guest I have something to get off my chest I am a fan to some degree of curiosities Now now don't you fret I have a spot for all of my guests On the mantel or the bookcase I can always make some space All the beauty of our days A shame its got to wither away You'll live on rest assured And forever be preserved From here on in you shall never age Formaldehyde will keep those effects at bay A piece of my collection always on display An object to admire like a lost Monet Everybody shuns their skeleton And hides it from all the fun Elbow grease and soap Will remove your pulp And it'll polish like a stone When I scrub dem bones I bid you welcome my guest I have something to get off my chest I am a fan to some degree of curiosities Now now don't you fret I have a spot for all of my guests On the mantel or the bookcase I can always make some space All the beauty of our days A shame its got to wither away You'll live on rest assured And forever be preserved Well is there something wrong with me I prefer my friends deceased Disassembled and put on display Deep inside these hallowed halls Your bones will decorate the walls Safe from inevitable decay You'll soon agree that life is better Without all that pesky leather Skin is overrated can't you see Would you prefer to rot and mold In a grave that's damp and cold Or join my esteemed menagerie Or you could choose to just grow old Journey into the unknown Spend your last breath all alone Death waiting to lash out Will you become history Or a sight for all to see You must believe when I decree It's what's inside that counts We all amass ghosts of our past I display mine under glass Perfection is fleeting Commence the bleeding And now I must propose We dig dem bones! Lyrics By Curtis Rx

HAUNTED Noises down in the basement Voices up in the attic Figures prowl in the garden Shadows lurk in the parlor Awake long after midnight Objects move in the darkness Haunted by night wailing Harassed by something unclean Do you have a problem With the warm blooded Infected by the non dead It's an infestation Of troublesome mortals Warm and perishable When you're no longer flesh and bone The living still won't leave you alone Just because your body's grown cold Doesn't mean they can possess your home You had hoped for eternal peace But the living still plague the deceased House guests awful and ghastly Breathers hostile and nasty Creatures loathsome and dreadful Bleeders selfish and vile Can you feel the presence Stirring in the mire Waiting to expire Can you feel the bound souls Swirling in the ether Growing like a fever When you're no longer flesh and bone The living still won't leave you alone Just because your body's grown cold Doesn't mean they can possess your home You had hoped for eternal peace But the living still plague the deceased When you're no longer flesh and bone The living still won't leave you alone Just because your body's grown cold Doesn't mean they can possess your home You had hoped for eternal peace But the living still plague the deceased Lyrics By Curtis Rx

SPILL YOUR GUTS We are frail So frail and weak Our bodies fail We're all just meat So easily scarred So easily beat It doesn't take much For us to spring a leak It doesn't take much To perish in your sleep We are soft Soft and smooth Just beef and sauce Perfect for stew So easily squashed So easily bruised It doesn't take much To strip us to the bone It doesn't take much Work to make us croak We're all marching in the same parade Biding our time in this fleeting masquerade We're all headed steadfast to the grave Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts Will you burn out or will you fade away Will you die young or wither in old age We're all dying to make it out unscathed Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts We are doomed From the start Shrivel like prunes Damaged and scarred So easily strewn So easily marred It doesn't take much To tear us apart It doesn't take much Force to stop our hearts We are flawed Prone to leak Crumbling facades Fraught with decease So easily clawed So easily freed It doesn't take much Stress to make us crack It doesn't take much Strength to break our backs We're all marching in the same parade Biding our time in this fleeting masquerade We're all headed steadfast to the grave Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts Will you burn out or will you fade away Will you die young or wither in old age We're all dying to make it out unscathed Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts A knife in the back from a friend Or a bump on the head A ruptured appendix Or maybe a virus instead A clot in your veins Or a poisonous snake in the grass A chest full of buckshot Or maybe a slip in the bath We're all marching in the same parade Biding our time in this fleeting masquerade We're all headed steadfast to the grave Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts Will you burn out or will you fade away Will you die young or wither in old age We're all dying to make it out unscathed Why all the fuss We'll all be dust And soon you'll spill your guts Lyrics By Curtis Rx

WAKE THE DEAD Dressed in black Join the pact Through the dark We have embarked Endless nights Shunned by light Condemned to earth We will have rebirth Seances and ceremonies Behind closed doors Abandoned words and ancient symbols Carved in the floor Singing psalms and burning candles In the graveyard We must eradicate this vicious Killer at large It's far too late to stop this As we journey into darkness Where Gods fear to tread The time has come to be renewed And now before the night is through We'll wake the dead Dead inside Breathe new life Free your bones From the catacombs Take control Of your soul The heavens weep As you rise from sleep Seances and ceremonies Behind closed doors Abandoned words and ancient symbols Carved in the floor Singing psalms and burning candles In the graveyard We must eradicate this vicious Killer at large It's far too late to stop this As we journey into darkness Where Gods fear to tread The time has come to be renewed And now before the night is through We'll wake the dead Brimstone and alchemy Wormwood and witchery Coffin nails and effigies Clairvoyance and prophecies Graveyard dust and sorcery Second sight and fates foreseen The flame is quickly growing dim The air is swiftly growing thin And something stirs from deep within The pale rider draws near The earth begins to crack and groan The wind begins to howl and moan And now I fear we're not alone The night caller is here It's far too late to stop this As we journey into darkness Where Gods fear to tread The time has come to be renewed And now before the night is through We'll wake the dead Lyrics By Curtis Rx

A FEAST FOR THE WORMS My heart is filled with nails and broken glass The world will celebrate when I'm gone at last Revere the end of my years For soon I will be dead For soon I will be dead All the angels in heaven Curse my name All the demons down in hell Will stoke the flames So strike up the band And strike up the matches Pour kerosene All over my casket The world is safe Now here in my absence A cancer removed Into the tomb I go My soul is made of rot and razor blades Praise the day that I'm lowered in my grave Revel for the devil Knows I'm on my way Knows I'm on my way All the angels in heaven Curse my name All the demons down in hell Will stoke the flames So strike up the band And strike up the matches Pour kerosene All over my casket The world is safe Now here in my absence A cancer removed Into the tomb I go I was born bad And I will die bad But in your heart I live on I made a mark On this world they can't cut out All the angels in heaven Curse my name All the demons down in hell Will stoke the flames So strike up the band And strike up the matches Pour kerosene All over my casket The world is safe Now here in my absence A cancer removed Into the tomb I go Lyrics By Curtis Rx