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Gloom Of The Dead
Gloom of the Dead
As I rise from the table dead
Crosses tombstones in my head
Seeing from the windows ledge
Rest in piece is what my tombstone said
Cutting & drilling in my remains
Autopsy's finished with nothing to gain
Longing for the final end
Fog of the night is setting in
(GLOOM OF THE DEAD)
Shadows in the deep-slivering maggott bed-rats begin to creep
(GLOOM OF THE DEAD)
Blood drips dry I feel no pain
Im immortal yet quite insaine
As my blood has ran dry
Patiently I wait for you to die
To fill my soul with life agian
I need your blood I need your skin
A masterpiece of my demise
To wear you skin as my disguise
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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