The Terror Tapes

On a frozen night in the countryside Topless drinking men defended their pride The concept of a good time taken to extremes Negligent games with a manly theme Nudist capers powered by grog Chainsaw dares, are you man enough to pull the plug? You have done something to your brain, you have made it high Why trust one drug above the other, that's politics right? You got hold of something strong and you put it in your head You sniffed or drank or shot it up, you ran a mile and shit the bed You're coming up the helter-skelter, look out above You never know enough's enough Escalation, taking a turn for the worse Self-decapitation, the only way to prove your worth You can scream and shout, But you got hold of the wrong stuff, you can't deny You're on the way out, Yes, no, maybe you got stupefied No matter if you're too poor to shite Get high as the proverbial, every single night It's a deadly buzz and you can't stop screaming You're chewing your own head and no, you're not dreaming Over the falls without ever leaving the room There's something unpleasant coming soon Robocop told you winners don't use drugs But now you've got the munchies for your own face- holy fuck! You're naked, roaring, drinking hand sanitizer from a boot Time to face the truth You've had a trouser accident and you're smearing tonight Something's just not right Sadly, you're no longer legit Hold on, something smells a bit like human shit You can scream and shout, But you got hold of the wrong stuff, you can't deny You're on the way out, Yes, no, maybe you got stupefied Look here, everybody does drugs from time to time But you, sir, have failed to keep this lesson top-of-mind

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Lightning quick like a kick in the dick Like a bolt right out of the blue The G-force pounds with the throttle down At the turning of the screw Accelerating, limit breaking Propelled by sonic boom Burn out- send the signal from mission control Vanishing point- hit the desk 'cause the bird as flown Ignition- Let the tape run on 'Cause the worst is yet to come Get high! Get high! Get unbelievably high! Terrific speed, the atom seed Taken to the sky Outpacing, racing like a cheetah fleeting, streaking into the black Daring, soaring, blazing a trail, they say he'll never be back Nitro- push the needle into the red Thrusters- you're hanging on by a thread Light speed- tell all the folks back home, Son you're on your own Techno fallschirmjäger soaring faster than a shark with a gun Spearing through the firmament- but something's wrong Neutron- don't cross the streams Detonate- the whole world can hear the screams Impact in three, two, one That son of a bitch was a legend of speed

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Congregation of witchery that reads from Satan's book Wearing pointy hats in the night Its pages can snap your mind with just one look Tonight is the last day of my life Triangle embroidered on his hat His hand is covering one evil eye So worship or die See how our evil black magic backwards talk you makes My trousers are on upside down Tell them who sent you when you get to hell's gate Such evil will turn your kacks brown Liturgy of The Serpent Saint It sounds like the Omen OST, like Christopher Lee E-L-B-I-B The backwards bible for you and me B-I-B-L-E The book of demonology Bless the evilness Eternal doom, now there's the rub N-A-T-A-S Spells Beelzebub He's reading the bible from the back to the front And upside down in a mirror He's flicking the bathroom lights on and off And screaming bloody murder He's rubbing his stomach and patting his head Flushing the toilet and raising the dead He's counting backwards from five down to nought He's reading a spell from the pamphlets he bought

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Supercop from motor city transferred into town Shot to bits and resurrected, out to bring disorder down Leather jacket, shining chrome, cruising down the boulevard He's cold as ice and twice as hard Walking slow and talking wise, An Auto 9 in his Levis You killed me but I came back to life You thrill me so come one, let's party like it's 1985 He has no name, he plays the game Shooting up the party scene Directives four, he knows the score He's half man and half machine State of the art- bang bang! It's not what, it's who you know If you wanna serve the public trust Call 9-1-1 or 9-0-2-1-0 I came to murder Ronny Cox, Ronny Cox is my boss I have no wife, my wife is gone, I'm here to kill Steve Berkoff I'm posing as a journalist working for the OCP You'd buy that for a dollar? Get the fuck outta here! Hands of steel and a cheeky grin, Ferrari wheels and a metal skin Special chair, loves to swear, grieving wife, Back to life OCP, banan-ee, tail pipe gag, Empty mag Arm shot off, likes to scoff, silly laugh, Abandoned gaff Good at shootin', robe- a-lootin', Rolling Stone, No-one's home Baby food, knows the hood, warehouse ruse, Metal shoes Cobra cannon, no right angles, supercop, Cocaine drop Inspector Todd, Clarence Bodd', Judge Reinhold His face is cold Read the rights of rudeness in the first degree Dead or alive, you're coming with me Searching for the sweet narc action hidden in coffee grounds Play it straight, stay outta trouble, Supercop's around Dining out on baby food, I always work alone Microchips and coils of wire replaced my flesh and bone

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

It's midnight in the art gallery Buttering a nappy so sensuously There's no bulbs in his gaff, no paint on the walls He spreads the blood across his face and lights up his balls Willem Dafoe- using chandeliers for sex He likes to smoke the blow Willem is a pretty intense guy Hey, Dafoe! He cut off his own dick years ago Smoke the blow! Roll 'em up in your Lamborghini driving real slow Offering food with no trousers on Smashing up a nine bar- cigar anyone? I never realised everything was so sexy Nude in the dark- there's a fan on Willem's willy I've seen all your films before I thought your name was William 'til I was 24 Urbane and astute Ass out clause on every film that he shoots Hey, Dafoe! He cut off his own dick years ago Smoke the blow! Roll 'em up in your Lamborghini driving real slow Socks vest mickey- sorry all genders no time for a quickie His unit is sticky Willem Dafoe, he smokes the blow, and don't you know, We outtie, yo!

Urchin from the gutter, in this town you'll go far From tender age you've built the rage, who cares who you are? We'll gather up the children, put Walkmen in their ears Singing soon a different tune, we'll give you purpose down here We're plying them with Pepsi cola, Gameboy on demand Training hard and wearing masks, they'll get radical on our command Soon they're stealing TVs, automatic VCRs Wearing Jordans, striking out, a ninja school is what we are Don't make me tell you twice Play the deadly game A word to the unwise It'll all go down in flames We started the fire that burned this city down We started the fire that stopped the world from spinning 'round We control the subway system, our clothes are black Mr. Big rewards the kids, they're drinking Tab and snorting crack It's written in the pogs you know, the end is drawing nigh Mark the ruins Zero Year for nineteen eighty-nine Roughing up commuters, the gutter is our bed There's a flaming arrow pointing to here and now, it's in our head Danger in our mission, so you better bring a rope You may have to scale a building, or have somebody by the throat Gutter snipe- rule the streets, Savage digs- under siege, Hitting hard- killer teens, and now we're, Arsonists- stealing cars- Murderers- burning bars Perjurers- sexual

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Last night I had the strangest dream about the day when it all came down There were figures writhing and a bell was chiming and fire was engulfing the town Last night I awoke with a scream to discover it all had come true I was strapped to a chair and someone was there, he showed me a terrible view Feast! Feast! Feast your eyes! Your foot comes out your mouth Shocked and horrified Cruelty is what it's all about Feast your eyes on the world that's sure to come New world order that eats the older one One man's poison- another man's meat Did you never learn- Nothing's for free Confronted by such savagery It's time to ask yourself what you believe Last night I shed my skin and howled like a wolf in the zoo Contagious lunacy swept the world and mayhem did ensue People eating skin and screaming keeps the axels greased The president is drinking blood from a skull, here's to the founder of our feast Last night I had the strangest dream It felt like I was losing the plot The world is ending, The sky was descending, And someone had reset the clock Listen to the chanting, churning rhythm, deeply disturbing, there's no returning Look in the mirror and see, the cannibals are you and me

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Too many drinks, shit yourself On the brink, shit yourself The Morning Star, shit yourself Cadavar, shit yourself Bad kebab, shit yourself Caught the crabs, shit yourself Shit the bed, shit yourself The living dead, shit yourself You must take a shit in your trousers, or you will never see your family again.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Am I a projection? Am I just a brain in a jar? Like a cat in a box, neither dead or alive, Can anybody say who we are? The world that you see, it is not really real The minute that you let down your guard A meteorite comes from outer space The harbinger of a stellar scream, Blazing a trail through the ancient skies, Nostradamus- the fever dream I feel like I'm floating in space You, me, the entire human race They've got the power to shut the sky Everything can be undone My apocalyptic dread is intensified Burning as bright as the sun Is this simulation of the universe More complex than we could conceive Cryptic symbols spell Atlantean code Computing at incredible speed Light in the sky- Look for the sign They vowed to return- For you and I A system error- The Dyatlov Pass The coming terror- the Men in Lead Masks! Nostradami, drawing near So many predictions, Run in fear Gaining the power to punch a hole Right through this reality's heart Who can say who made us this way Will they reset the system to start? A visitation- the edge of space A computation- lost without a trace Our civilization- just guinea pigs Something is out there- something big! Nostradami, drawing near So many predictions, Run in fear

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

I saw this fella with a skinhead at the front row of the show He's telling me come down, he's shrieking, freaking everybody out His brain is fried, you can tell it from the look in his eye Local Nazis, why'd you bother wanna waste my time? Come here to play a show, now local Mussolini wants a go Do what we want, when we want, we're not competing with Neanderthals Someone called security, they're watching me like I'm Jacky O This is how it's gonna go If you want a picture of the future it's a kick in the face You're all alone in this place Clinging to the past, you're a total disgrace You're no master race Here's a lesson, you can speak your mind but it's never trouble-free If you've got a brain you know it's your responsibility Don't turn your cheek if someone's talking shit The human race will thank you for it If anybody says you're preaching tell them silence is consent The voice of reason is a weapon, you've gotta use it with just one intent The paranoia, persecution, preconception, don't be in any doubt You've gotta say fuck 'em- stamp it out

Another Friday night in trousers tight, no money sense or plan The demon drink will see you right, scuttered to a man Not for you the affluence that lies beyond the velvet rope The chateau in the gutter's your only hope You had your pints and pissed your kacks They pulled you by the ear, you couldn't stand your ID off by years Drinking- ready, willing and able Sinking- See you under the table Here's something for you all Don't fear your beer, just get involved If you're proud to be inebriate It's coming straight into your face Like a wrecking ball Now the night is young, you're highly strung, you're drinking wine and schnapps The yuppie life is the only life, you think it's such a laugh Your nouveau riche and eating quiche, you're cashing in and cooking books But too much coke is ruining your looks You rake it in and live in sin You're playing futures in your prime You're pissing up on borrowed time You want the finest cakes, the finest wines, You want here and now Just like the bull loosed from the gate Who wants to have sex with those cows You'll take the bastard axe to anybody in your way No matter what the bar tab is you'll gladly pay Throw yourself into the road escaping this hideousness Hanging ever since you had your fiftieth

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025