Ghoul Hunter Lyrics - Singles - Ghoul

One night as I crept through the cemetery gates 

Seeking out the cause of the local mania 

I bespied a ghastly sight, which gave me quite a fright 

The legendary Ghouls of Creepsylvania 

They were moshing to and fro, 

And shrieking at the moon, you know 

Howling banshees on a quest for human meat 

I was shocked to see a Ghoul 

That had both eyes pull out a tool 

And chop the head from a body lying at his feet 

My mind was racing as I watched the horrible carnage 

They were stripping the rotten corpse to the bone 

I started to slowly back away in horror 

When the ground gave way beneath me and I fell into the catacombs 

When I came to I was cloaked in darkness 

There was a stench unlike any I had ever smelled before 

I reached out and felt the ground around me 

And my hand went straight into a puddle of gore! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You can bet your life that you're going to die! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll eat you baked, boiled, or fried! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You'll look just like the jerk you are! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll pickle your brain in a jelly jar! 

As I was saying... 

I lit a torch and began to explore 

The tunnels wound and wound for many miles 

There were coffins jutting from the walls and more 

Burning bones, vats of guts, and skulls in piles 

I came to a large room 

And heard an echo in the gloom 

The sound of metal chilled my very bones 

There were riffs the beat the band, 

Pounding drums I couldn't stand, 

And the vocalists created shocking tones 

I made my way towards the cacophony 

A crucifix clutched tightly in my fist 

And as I came to the torchlit room 

I saw the shambling fiends getting pissed 

They spotted me and began to shriek and snort 

My cover was blown, so I started to run like mad 

Digestor tackled me to the floor 

And then it started really getting bad 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You can bet your life that you're going to die! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll eat you baked, boiled, or fried! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You'll look just like the jerk you are! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll pickle your brain in a jelly jar! 

I was bound and gagged in the dining room 

Surrounded by the funk of fetid breath 

The quartet of maniacs hunched over me 

And forced me to listen to Anthrax and Megadeth 

I struggled in my restraints as they chortled with glee 

While they poked at me and sliced apart my cheek 

My muffled pleading only served to amuse them 

As they expelled a very noxious sort of reek 

I wriggled out of my ropes a bit 

There was a struggle but I managed to prevail 

Ghoul is still out there, haunting the graveyard 

But I escaped and now I'm here to tell my tale 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You can bet your life that you're going to die! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll eat you baked, boiled, or fried! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

You'll look just like the jerk you are! 

Ghoul Hunter! 

We'll pickle your brain in a jelly jar!