Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize y’awl’s neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse’s shell
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grisly ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
(aus Michael Jackson „Thriller“)
Sonja1 03.03.2015 um 14:38 2 Kommentare
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Sehr gut. So einen Höllenhund habe ich auch
cimddwc 03.03.2015 um 14:45 6320 Kommentare
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Dann bist du ja für die Finsternis bestens gewappnet.