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Come one come all.....and let me tell you a tale....of how my fear and terror was greatly unveiled....
It all began in ancient Egypt.....were I worked on a big point pyramid.....I worked and worked and worked till blood came out of my hands.....all over these ancient sands....
It all began in ancient Egypt.....were I worked on a big point pyramid.....I worked and worked and worked till blood came out of my hands.....all over these ancient sands....
I was a lone worker.....nobody wanted me.....but who& #39;s gon a like you? When you work for such low fee.....eventually it got to much....the hunger, the dehydration....I was in a real clutch.....
Then one day it said snap.....I took someone and made thier body say crack.....i said to myself "Why didn& #39;t i do this before!?".....as I enjoyed the taste down to the core.....I did this for so long......people started to wonder "Where had my friends gone?".....
Sadly I was caught......sentenced to death, by mummification.....how distraught.....I screamed and struggled, Oh the horror.....I was buried under the nice flora....years, generations and decades went by.....while I laid and rotted under the earth sky.....
But I was not done yet.....in my dying breath, a curse upon them.....before I laid rest....
And after thousands of years the curse upon them.....my tomb was opened, they found my corpse very much slim.......
And after thousands of years the curse upon them.....my tomb was opened, they found my corpse very much slim.......
My sarcophagus was made of gold, "A fortune you could make!" They were told.....
Instead my restless spirit rose....now trapped forever in this golden prison....how droll....
Instead my restless spirit rose....now trapped forever in this golden prison....how droll....
Blood red eyes, toothy wide grin.....with a cup ghostly powers....I would certainly win....
My taste for organs never left myself....it was the only thing I knew that could be on my shelf...
My taste for organs never left myself....it was the only thing I knew that could be on my shelf...
Now trainers of the world try to catch me, they will show many regrets.....mistaking me for thier.... little pets....
The rest is history....I live so to speak.....I can make even the quietest mouse go squeak....
One thing is always on my mind......
And that is.....
Y O U R O R G A N S W I L L B E M I N E
And that is.....
Y O U R O R G A N S W I L L B E M I N E
