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Extravagante est la performance dans laquelles les victimes transpirent
- Any volunteers?
So, let us present, ladies and gentleman,
On stage, a snuff movie live!

They assumed it's done with mirrors
A-Z in the book of horrors
- I want to suck your... blood
Le theatre du vampire
Le theatre du vampire tara

Maestro, a deaf conductor and his disharmonic orchestra
- De la harpe et des violins.
And for the many (hrmm) intellectuals in the audience
A menue is served

- Buffe autour d'un cadavre.
On cote, diverses genies comfortable,
Pour bercer les spectateure
- schreck du maximal!
Elles declament une harangue
Shakespearienne " to be or not to be"
See paris then die!!
A-once in a lifetime opportunity,
to watch this opening night

They may guess but they can t be certain
What goes on behind these curtains
- I want to suck your.. Blood at
Le theatre du vampire
Le theatre du vampire

Su le sang si deux et macabre
Silhouette s'agitent dans l'audience
Jouis de ce diabolique theatre
- Don't forget to bring your garlic necklace
Le theatre du vampire
Le theatre du vampire tara
Le theatre du vampire.

2. Bouffon Bloody Bouffon

Bouffon bloody Bouffon
Quiet please be quiet
You're not supposed to speak
At all unless I say so
Bouffon bloody bouffon!
I'll strangle you someday
You know you're just one
Arm's lenght away

Bouffon! you're a Bouffon!
But on the other hand
There's nothing there (there's nothing there)
Stop playing echo (stop playing echo)
I know I hate when you do that
A ventriloquist's dilemma

Silence I said silence!
As a puppet on a string
You're not supposed to say a thing
Bloody bouffon
I know it's so cliché
We are all dolls of papier maché
Bouffon bloody bouffon
Bouffon bloody bouffon

3. Vlad the Impaler

Once upon a time in a place not far from here
Lived a prince in a castle and his lovely fiancee

One day she got bit by a bat and grew paler and paler
She died later that spring in the arms of...

- Vlad the Impaler outcast from arch,
Only fools dare to whisper his name after dark:

"Vlad is the devil", that's what they say;
But he's so very generous on fangs-giving day!

Vlad the Impaler sings a lullaby
For naughty, naughty children
The time has come to... die!

Vlad has a hole where his heart ought to be
He knows the "life at stake" process by heart, see.

Vlad the Impaler crawls out his den.
Like itsy bitsy spider he crawls back again

If Vlad would have a penny for every time he's bad,
Then Vlad would have plenty... but no-no,

Vlad has a bad breath caused by tooth decay
When stalking his victims bad breath gives him away

But he was more known as... Dracula!!!

4. I Bring Nosferatu You

Well if you're dying to be dying
- I'll bring Nosferatu you

And you're sick of all the suckers
Then I'll bring Nosferatu you

The price for your entry is sin
I know you're lying when you're saying yes
- I bring Nosferatu you

And now you wonder about that hunger
- Well I brought Nosferatu you

You're terrifying so stop whining
- I brought Nosferatu you

The price for your entry is sin
So, if you're dying to be dying
- I'll bring Nosferatu you, too!

5. A Sleighride Through Transylvanian Winterland

Ride, ride, ride
Through murky spruce forests where every tree seems to whisper "his" name
Goes a hazardous horse-drawn sleigh ride, the coachman's fingers frozen stiff at the reins

Passing landscapes of impaled bodies, its human scarecrows by birds eaten bare
As the cargo must be brought fore sunrise cannot stop before this Dracula's lair

The sleigh onward ploughing through crusty swirling snow,
Being watched from the edgeing black forest, sinister eyes in hundreds glow

All at once in an unanimous howling before they team up as to yield not to kill
No realization of a hell frozen over can make him stop until his task is fulfilled

Ride, ride, ride
Embraced by darkness in the form of a swarm of bats
Must be something 'bout that coffin he's carrying, that stalks these predators, some devilish pact

Pre-dawn and the horses are struggling half-dead across a suspending bridge
Along the winding trail torches has been lit, ill-omened sparkling glow marks the ridge

Make haste - there's no time to waste, the upward spiral leads to castle Dracul
In his pocket burns his wife's wedding ring still on her finger - now the circle is full

At arrival there's a group of gypsies, had a minor accident when bringing it inside
In the coffin lies the creepy stranger, in all its beauty now the'sun arise

Rise, rise, rise

6. Dusk

After sundown, I am gone - I am going home, home
So refreshing, at pre-dawn being reborn, born
Something I desire, it's something I must have
Few things I require but this I do demand, this I do demand

Bathe myself in darkness, like balsam for the soul
Shadows growing taller at
Lay myself in darkness and slowly fade away
Don't wake up until after the dusk

Peaceful moments deep into the twilight zone
Enter darkness sweet and cold refill my soul

Bathe myself in darkness like balsam for the soul
Shadows growing taller at nightfall
Lay myself in darkness and slowly fade away
Don't wake up until after the dusk

7. Sabbath

Take me to the swamp where all are gathered for the sabbat sabbat
They move and move in a zombie-like trance in the sabbat sabbat
The witch-doctor of New Orleans has abducted a girl in her early teens
Them creepy little crawlers drawn to the fire in the sabbat

The swampy water cast a greenish gloom unto the sabbat, sabbat
The priestess read unidentified psalms through the sabbat
Unsheath a knife of ebenholtz then decapitates the voodoo barbie dolls
The ritual proceeds with "Kill her! Kill her!" in the sabbat, sabbat

And then Lizzy Borden took an axe and gave her mummified mom another
Fourty wacks. And a corny brat named Malachi used a rusty maschete
For his suicide. The monsteress from god knows where took a leap into
The fire, lost her wooly green hair. A stiff one who's spent his 90's
Swamped with his hockeyhelmet hair-do he began to stomp

8. Faust - The Ghostwriter

Rewrite the holy bible
My favourite author of horrors
Inspired by each other they borrow
Apperantly there's only one
Modern Edgar Allan Poe
Then, I noticed a striking resemblance
Their S's has a slight obliqueness
The moment I saw it I knew
It has got to be, got to be... Faust

A pseudonym's seldom a haphazard
His surname is Oz as in wizard
With magic he fools everyone
No one ever seen his face
The marionettes of the critics
Reverse as the matter of facts it's
America's best selling book
Is the world a big whorehouse
Or what Faust

Remarkable touch with the characters
His cryptical tales gives a us nightmares
A wordsmith with fingertip feel
What is fiction and what is real?
He feeds off of us then he hates us
An underground reached occult status
A misantroph with a horde-
We who read between the lines

Withdrawn from a world in the limelight
Developed an authorship's stage-fright
Nocturnal like them in his books
Whom are sensitive to light
He's walking the streets incognito
It's over, the end, finito!
A star who's unwilling to sign
And that in 1999.

9. Black Birthday
(Hip Hip Hooray)

Surprise!
Help me blow out the candles - isn't that what you meant?
Who brings the nicest presents gets my dead presidents
Don't wish me happy birthday, don't wish me happy birthday,
Yes I know what you are up to - you scavangers!
Hip hip hooray! Put in a special paragraph in my testament
Everything goes to charity in case of an accident
Don't wish me happy birthday - I am not happy!
Watch it, is that a bowie knife to cut the cake
Hip hip hooray
"For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow that nobody can t deny
Die, die, die!"
Hip hip hooray

10. Sisterhood

He sought cover on that rainy Sunday night
Where no man had sat his foot for a long, long time.
A lonesome chapel on a desolate moor shortly after
He slept by the fire place, awoke as god has made him
There on the floor by a female falsetto at the break of
Dawn a half choked "haven t you seen a man before!?"
When he saw the blushing nuns of the sisterhood nunsense

He was in fact a carpenter's son but not that particular one
They surely could use the strong hands of a handyman to repair the leaking
Roof, against food and a warm bed (he had plenty to choose from)
That once so poor choir improved miraculously as if someone had popped the cork
And let the spirit free.
They didn't know how empty they were, until they were filled underneath
Every veil there was a women
Concealed a faint scent of au de cologne in the air
Damnation!! That man has turned this place into a vanity fair 666!!!
Sister Mary was caught in a Linda Blair-ish activety with a crucifixcrush it!
Waiting for his resserection

..PS. those belts of chastity was destroyed cause their faith had swallowed the key
If one man shall lay their puzzle, he's in possession of the missing (piece)
What the good book says is not too good according to this sisterhood.

11. Spiderella's XXX

Once you're trapped inside her net there's no way back
She's a super sexy widow and she's black
She's a man eater in bed, and won t leave until she's fed
Now I'm trapped inside her world wide web

She's a nightmare but she's every young mans dream
As you know no things are really what they seem
Then a thought went through my head, she's always newly wed
And they re all inside her world wide web

Venomous, her kiss has poisoned us
Torturous, she love to do to us
Hazardous world wide notorious
Bouncing back and forth on every thread inside this world wide web
Hang on tight, grotesque's her appetite
Venomous, her kiss has poisoned us
Torturous, she love to do to us
Marvelous, she is dead-serious

Bouncing back and forth until you're dead inside this world wide web
Spiderella keeps a harem for her lust,
As an inborn mating instinct it's a must
Spiderella must be fed, she won't leave you til you're dead
When you're trapped inside her world wide web

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