Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Soon, They'll Scream , by - Ghoul. Song from the album We Came for the Dead!!!, in the genre Release date: 11.01.2002
Record label: Tankcrimes
Song language: English
Soon, They'll Scream |
| The entrance beckoned them within |
| A gaping graveyard irruption |
| They had no clue what horrors lied |
| Beyond the cobweb skein |
| Down slimy steps of living rock |
| They were enveloped by the dark |
| Their fates were sealed when |
| They set foot in Ghoul’s domain |
| Four cloudy eyes stare |
| At them in the blackness |
| Following their every move |
| Cremator starts to drool |
| When he sees their meaty limbs |
| There’s nothing like fresh food |
| Clumsily they navigate the catacombs |
| Knocking over an open bag lye |
| The big one trips on a skeleton |
| And Digestor rolls his eye |
| Our dwelling has been sullied |
| The stench may never go away |
| Two outsiders have drifted into Ghoul’s world |
| And now they’re going to pay |
| Soon they’ll scream |
| They walked right past the pit of spikes |
| The trap door didn’t even budge |
| A tripwire leading to a bucket of acid |
| Was avoided by the duo but not by us |
| Our guillotine trap must have rusted over time |
| The blade never cleaved them in twain |
| Fermenter flipped the switch just to see what went wrong |
| And lost three fingers shrieking in pain |
| Creeping through the fungoid tunnels |
| We tried to head them off at the pass |
| But as soon as we came to our practice room |
| We got the overwhelming urge to thrash |
| Drawn by the dulcet tones |
| In the doorway the intruders appeared |
| The moshing began and went on through the night |
| Between slugging down jugs of blood beer |
| Thrashing and smashing we rattled the tombs |
| An all out bone crushing metal display |
| The Head banging team was impressed |
| And they told us, «You make metal the Razorback way» |
| A contract signed in blood by Fermenter |
| Cremator was also duped, it seems |
| If I ever see that thieving pair of scumbags |
| Mark my words, I’m going to make them scream |
| Soon they’ll scream |
| Our trio goes about its work |
| Creating mayhem in the caves and above |
| Fiendish plans for revenge are concocted |
| Mutilation and terror undreamt of |
| Four eyes stare in the blackness |
| A Gore boar the focus of our bile |
| The next interloper in our lair |
| Will be ripped limb from limb with a hideous smile |
| Poison pen letters sent in weekly installments |
| Always coming back return to sender |
| No matter how crafty they are we will get them |
| We will haunt them and stalk them forever, forever |