Welcome to Tales of Terror

In late 2003 Troy Boner walked into a hospital in New Mexico screaming, "They're after me because of this book!" The Franklin Cover Up he waved leading to his grave. He was given drugs by the doctors to calm him down who know what they gave him. No time for hospital gowns his head is slumping down and he's going in the ground. Beware, take care When exposing the dark you might just bare the mark Beware, take care When exposing corruption it might lead to your destruction. When the nurses came to check on the next morning Boner was sitting in a chair bleeding from the mouth and quite dead. Former FBI, Ted Gunderson demanded autopsy and information. Then he died mysteriously with more questions than answers. Beware, take care When exposing the dark you might just bare the mark Beware, take care When exposing corruption it might lead to your destruction.

Pedophile Hunter Rock'n'Roll Gunnin' them down really sooths my soul I don't wanna hear no sob story Cross that line and it's gonna get gory Behave or it's the grave, alright? Hebephile hunter Rock'n'Roll If grass is on the field you'd better maintain control. Leave those tweens alone or we're gonna skin you to the bone, alright? Behave or it's the grave, alright? I'm not apposed to therapy. Do what it takes to avoid your fate. I don't sympathize with your discontent 'cause I empathize more with lack of consent. Behave or it's the grave, alright? John Podesta is a pedophile James Alafantis is a hebephile I find all these creeps so vile 'cause of the lines they cross to defile. There's just no excuse. Under 18, it's abuse. Joe Biden is a pedophile Holywood and D.C. pedophiles Texas is the reason now it's open season, alright? I'm not apposed to therapy. Do what it takes to avoid your fate. I don't sympathize with your discontent 'cause I empathize more with lack of consent. Behave or it's the grave, alright?

Good gal with a gun Good gal with a gun No need to worry hun We got'em on the run When we gun'em down it's hard to have a frown when they're goin' in the ground Who needs a good guy with a gun? They get all the fun. Out there huntin' scum kickin' ass & chewin' bubble gum Give this man a ride sweet Emily will die 'les she's a good gal with a gun

Magog and the ghouls Magog and the ghouls Spill the blood that pools Masks with horns of bulls Welcome to the flames There is no one else to blame They will know you by this name

And I heard as it were the noise of thunder. One of the four beasts saying "come and see" and I saw, and behold a white horse. There's a man going around taking names And he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There will be a golden ladder reaching down When the man comes around. The hairs on your arm will stand up At the terror in each sip and in each sup. Will you partake of that last offered cup? Or disappear into the potter's ground When the man comes around Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singing. Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum. Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying. It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come. There's a whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks. There's a whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks. 'Til Armageddon, no shalam, no shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home The wise man will bow down before the throne. And at his feet, they'll cast the golden crowns When the man comes around. Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Listen to the words long written down When the man comes around. Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singing. Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum. Voices calling and voices crying Some are born and some are dying. It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come. There's a whirlwind is in the thorn tree The virgins are all trimming their wicks. There's a whirlwind is in the thorn tree It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks. In measured hundred weight and penny pound When the man comes around. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts and I looked and behold, a pale horse. And his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.

Snuck in your crop at 3am that is when I began to snatch up all your swampy weed It was so damn hot I couldn't breath It was so damn dark I couldn't see my own hand right in front of me When I turned to try to leave I ran smack dab into a tree Got back up only to find the biggest alligator I ever seen in my life He snapped his jaws and snatched my stash I tried to hold on but it happened so fast Got back up pulled hard as I could Got both boots stuck in the mud Let go cus that gator's mean The whites of his teeth were all I could see Farmer comes out with a big shotgun I took what I could and started to run Made clear cross one county One more street and I'd be home free Farmer pulls out in front of me with his alligator in his passenger seat As I turned to run away that farmer yelled "You gonna pay boy!" That's about the time that I woke up My bedsheets were all covered in mud Thought about what it could mean I hoped it was just a terrible dream But I reached in my pocket and pulled out some bud and that's when I knew that I sure was fucked Then I heard a scratch at the door It was the farmer and his alligator looking for they're score

Julia blew her cool, yeah, when Frank whispered to her, Of further regions of experience, a cubic crown at the center, Her path to hell unpaved and a thirst for blood innate, Within a profane, skinless entity, formerly an extant dame, Lilith lingers unfulfilled, alone within the woods, Left carving twisted roadways to a prophetic falsehood, But hold her hand, she'll light the way, she'll overwrite the end of days, Personified damnation, far beyond Madam Satan, Author of the book, Ruby inked it all in blood, And bound it in the flesh of evil dead, Mother of all wicked, interrupted and constricted, By a temporal postponement sealed by truce in token, Don't get strung out by the ones above belief, Every secret burns within what you want to be, Obliterate your destiny, desecrate the patriarchy, Tall upon the ruins, claim what's yours, If you believe, you, too, can be the queen of hell...

There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile, Found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile, He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse, And they all lived together in a little crooked house, The crooked man stepped forth and rang the crooked bell, And thus his crooked soul spurred into a crooked hell, Murdered his crooked family and laughed a crooked laugh...

They hold my hand and disappear, I consume the milk of their darkest fears, I'm getting kind of hungry and I'm thinking that it's time to float, Awakened following 27 Years, The storm blew the whole circus down here, But we're no longer strangers and baby, it's time to float, Just look into the light, Beyond all bounds of infinity, Gaze upon my eyes, Take my hand and you'll float too, Eternal fun and games for me and you, They hold my hand and disappear, I consume the milk of their darkest fears, I'm getting kind of hungry and I'm thinking that it's time to float, Awakened following 27 Years, The storm blew the whole circus down here, But we're no longer strangers and baby, it's time to float, Don't you want a balloon? Invite all your friends, they'll float too! Step right up, child, you're among friends, I'll covet your redolent terror, It flirts from within, Oh, I can taste your every fear, There's no escape so crawl on in, And we'll all float down here, They hold my hand and disappear, I consume the milk of their darkest fears, I'm getting kind of hungry and I'm thinking that it's time to float, Awakened following 27 Years, The storm blew the whole circus down here, But we're no longer strangers and baby, it's time to float, Don't you want a balloon? Invite all your friends, they'll float too! No, wait, look into the light, Beyond all bounds of infinity, Gaze upon my eyes, Take my hand and you'll float too, Eternal fun and games for me and you, We've got peanuts, cotton candy and popcorn, too! The only thing missing is you! They hold my hand and disappear, I consume the milk of their darkest fears, I'm getting kind of hungry and I'm thinking that it's time to float, Awakened following 27 Years, The storm blew the whole circus down here, But we're no longer strangers and baby, it's time to float, Don't you want a balloon? Invite all your friends, they'll float too!

Crazed thoughts shaking in my head Fueled up with whiskey But it drove me straight to bed I hear some laughin’ or maybe I’m just cryin’ Swallow some air because I’m afraid of dyin’ I sense someone steppin’ through my veins My blood flow slows but my heart feels the same Some hear voices sounding in their brain The voices call from me all cry in refrain Hoc es ten votis Gather on your knees Hoc es ten votis Give yourselves to me The time is night, The end draws near Hoc est en votis Give into your fear Lights flash and objects fly No use in folding hands and looking to the sky You may whisper but he hears all All the hushed sounds hissing down the hall A man in black come in to stay Wailing out words written on a page I feel me float above those below The voices that are killing me only seem to grow Hoc es ten votis Gather on your knees Hoc es ten votis Give yourselves to me The time is night, The end draws near Hoc est en votis Give into your fear