Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maggot Hatchery , by - Ghoul. Song from the album Maniaxe, in the genre Release date: 23.06.2003
Record label: Tankcrimes
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maggot Hatchery , by - Ghoul. Song from the album Maniaxe, in the genre Maggot Hatchery |
| Out on the bog sits a mouldy old shack |
| A graveyard out front and a swamp in the back |
| The creature who lives there personifies death |
| She’ll curdle your blood with the smell of her breath |
| Wrapped up in rags and a tattered old hood |
| She walks with a cane made of twisted black wood |
| A feared necromancer and caster of curses |
| She really enjoys putting people in hearses |
| Blessed with a face that can drive men insane |
| A body by joke and a sinister brain |
| Her feet can peel wallpaper when they’re exposed |
| Gangrene and fungus infesting her toes |
| She spends all her evenings creating disease |
| Conjuring larvae and maggots to please |
| Enormous pupae she constantly breeds |
| On disinterred bodies they suckle and feed |
| A larval sack she did dismiss |
| It crawled into a drainage ditch |
| Once underground it carried on |
| No one noticed that it was gone |
| Down in the sewer this maggot had fun |
| Eating the rats was it’s job number one |
| It terrorized rodents and left them in tatters |
| The flesh of the beasts made it all the more fatter |
| Bones it did crunch and then cartilege munched |
| The slimy invertebrate sloppily lunched |
| It’s tubular mass through the sewers did squirm |
| A limb-ripping, flesh-tearing, many-toothed worm |
| With palpitating skin in gelatinous mounds |
| It made it’s way through Creepsylvania’s grounds |
| Seeking the filth by which it was sustained |
| The Swamp Hag had this maggot very well trained |
| Finding a coffin that was plentifully plugged |
| The corpse was devoured by the glistening slug |
| Rot and decay it ingested with zeal |
| As long as it knew that it had a next meal |
| Feasting on the bloated dead |
| Stiffs enveloped foot to head |
| Vomiting acid into the crypts |
| To gorge on all the parts that dripped |
| Tomb after tomb it slowly creeped |
| As we watched our food sources deplete |
| It tunneled into our practice space |
| And listened as we moshed the place |
| Into the sewer it escaped |
| It’s casing held a human shape |
| A squalling lump all set to burst |
| This town has not yet seen the worst |
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