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GUNNER PIERCED BY FIRE FROM A VOODOO MACHINE GUN GOING DOWN STAIRS ON THE RUN NOW MY SCREAM IS A FETISH AS I FALL RAGDOLL TO THE PIT © by Gary Morton gleaming fangs and venom trails at the crossbones in the cracks the monsters of night have hissed and growled in the yawning grave-sky gap and we live on the blind side of a madman's sharpened ax Our tearing claws arc wide within the blackest cloak of night a shining moon, a silver skull that strikes you from the deep a flaming sun, a gilded scythe that cuts your body down we've risen in your empty sleep and killed you in your mind now you're in a netherworld lost somewhere in the dark weeping like a ghost of doom with sorrows and with bones And all the many lives you led are shattered on the rocks that were swallowed many years ago by the waves of angry seas © by Gary Morton NAME OF DOOM Ancient moon, my mystic satellite Demon colors of the mind's eye I lurk within these thousands of years Viewing days passing from a time reversed Now the moon is a pearl Fallen into my palm I lock it away in my purse Call it darkness and night forever As I strangle the man in the moon Ancient sun, my molten god Hypnotist's gold orb spinning by lost in dreams, I'm mesmerized Viewing nights as they pass from a place reversed Now the sun is a coin Fallen into my palm I'll juggle it round lock it away in my purse Call it icy night forever As I strangle the people of earth Cry out my name I'm the robber who stole the light Curse my name Through frozen tears and blindness Go begging the comfort of a demonic inferno You have found the gates of the damned Now we are alone on a black, glacial world Blind and surrounded by monsters You know my name is hunger You whisper my name accursed © by Gary Morton LAND OF THE CYBER THING Starbursts in the ring of time, a mutant's muffled song . . . plutonium beasts with the monster fools piloting shuttle 235-U. AND A HOST OF THINGS ON A MARS SHOT, BOOSTERS BLASTING UP DOOM . . . THEN OUT OF THE HAMMERING HURRICANE BURN, OVER THE THIRSTY HILLS THEY CAME . . . LEAPING AND STUMBLING AND RENDING THE SKY . . . FREAK THINGS ON THE RUN . . . RISING ON OZONE AND PLASMA TRAILS AS THEY SHOT STRAIGHT THROUGH THE SUN. SUPERNOVA CHAIN REACTION, BALLOONS OF FIRE FOR THE LAND OF THE CYBER THING HOME OF THE BRAVE, LAND OF THE FREE, PLACE OF MIDNIGHT AND NO SUN TOMB OF LONELY SOLDIERS, BURNING AND DRIFTING ASH WE KNOW OF A DREAM AND MEMORIES, SOMETHING FROM YESTERDAY BUT WE HAVE NO EYES, NO FACE, NO SKIN, AS WE FLOAT ON THE POISONED GREEN SEA, TOWARD BLACKENED BARREN CINDER ROCK, SCRATCHED BY THE VAPORIZED TREES IN THE DEAD OF THE WORLD WE SING LIKE MUTANT THINGS, MUFFLED SONGS OF THE LAND OF THE FREE © by Gary Morton Go to the Fright Library

GUNNER

PIERCED BY FIRE FROM A VOODOO MACHINE GUN

GOING DOWN STAIRS ON THE RUN

NOW MY SCREAM IS A FETISH

AS I FALL RAGDOLL TO THE PIT

gleaming fangs and venom trails at the crossbones in the cracks

the monsters of night have hissed and growled in the yawning grave-sky gap

and we live on the blind side of a madman's sharpened ax

Our tearing claws arc wide within the blackest cloak of night

a shining moon, a silver skull that strikes you from the deep

a flaming sun, a gilded scythe that cuts your body down

we've risen in your empty sleep and killed you in your mind

now you're in a netherworld lost somewhere in the dark

weeping like a ghost of doom with sorrows and with bones

And all the many lives you led are shattered on the rocks

that were swallowed many years ago by the waves of angry seas

NAME OF DOOM

Ancient moon, my mystic satellite
Demon colors of the mind's eye
I lurk within these thousands of years
Viewing days passing from a time reversed

Now the moon is a pearl
Fallen into my palm
I lock it away in my purse
Call it darkness and night forever
As I strangle the man in the moon

Ancient sun, my molten god
Hypnotist's gold orb spinning by
lost in dreams, I'm mesmerized
Viewing nights as they pass from a place reversed

Now the sun is a coin
Fallen into my palm
I'll juggle it round
lock it away in my purse
Call it icy night forever
As I strangle the people of earth

Cry out my name
I'm the robber who stole the light
Curse my name
Through frozen tears and blindness
Go begging the comfort of a demonic inferno
You have found the gates of the damned

Now we are alone on a black, glacial world
Blind and surrounded by monsters
You know my name is hunger
You whisper my name accursed

LAND OF THE CYBER THING

Starbursts in the ring of time, a mutant's muffled song . . .

plutonium beasts with the monster fools piloting shuttle 235-U.

AND A HOST OF THINGS ON A MARS SHOT, BOOSTERS

BLASTING UP DOOM . . . THEN OUT OF THE HAMMERING

HURRICANE BURN, OVER THE THIRSTY HILLS THEY CAME . . .

LEAPING AND STUMBLING AND RENDING THE SKY . . . FREAK

THINGS ON THE RUN . . . RISING ON OZONE AND PLASMA

TRAILS AS THEY SHOT STRAIGHT THROUGH THE SUN.

SUPERNOVA CHAIN REACTION, BALLOONS OF FIRE FOR THE

LAND OF THE CYBER THING

HOME OF THE BRAVE, LAND OF THE FREE, PLACE OF

MIDNIGHT AND NO SUN

TOMB OF LONELY SOLDIERS, BURNING AND DRIFTING ASH

WE KNOW OF A DREAM AND MEMORIES, SOMETHING FROM

YESTERDAY

BUT WE HAVE NO EYES, NO FACE, NO SKIN, AS WE FLOAT ON

THE POISONED GREEN SEA, TOWARD BLACKENED BARREN

CINDER ROCK, SCRATCHED BY THE VAPORIZED TREES

IN THE DEAD OF THE WORLD WE SING LIKE MUTANT THINGS,

MUFFLED SONGS OF THE LAND OF THE FREE

Go to the Fright Library