Aimless we have traveled in this tattered paper shell
By curse we rot through TV screens
In Betamax we dwell
Knowing sacred movie-nights unleash us to raise hell
The show it must continue and the tickets you must sell
Floating down the moory fen
It washed ashore this night
Invasion of the osseous and haggard looking wights
The locals tell of happenings of eerie hooded geeks
If only we could figure out rewinding this antique
Crawling, gnawing, banging
Just to see what horrors lie
This realm of abject terror and the many who have died
This territory habited by mutants yet unknown
Let's see just what these maniaxe will think of uncle bones
Apparitions reaching out to enter this domain
Dimensions crossing over cause we tore some cellophane
They enter through the catacombs to say a strange hello
The one they call the uncle says their name is the Creepshow
We are the bringers of the essence of the dead
Cacophonies of spooky jokes will go over your head
When necromancy and a tape bring death and horror slow
You know your end is near so you best enjoy the show
Trekking through the horror-verse we've landed in this realm
Encounters in another world to kill and overwhelm
The mixing and the stirring of the rotten and the dead
The whirling of five coffins as they go over your head
We are the bringers of the essence of the dead
Cacophonies of spooky jokes will go over your head
When necromancy and a tape bring death and horror slow
You know your end is near so you best enjoy the show
We are the bringers of the essence of the dead
Cacophonies of spooky jokes will go over your head
When necromancy and a tape bring death and horror slow
You know your end is near so you best enjoy the show
Wishing they could send us to some other lucky home
We echo haunted laughing from the extra spooky zone
So if you ever find us in your crusty VCR
Rewind us and be kind and send us all to lands afar