Tales of Terror - Aggression

Seeking the truth, searching for youth

Chilling blood, cold hand of doom

Perilous lives, will you die soon?

Nighttime falls, here’s the death crew

Out of the sky, invasion terror

Without warning, show no mercy

Blinding beams of light under

World alien forces You’ll see

Welcome to our horror show

Together we eat the skull of the lame

Tales of Terror

The mansion on the hill

Tales of Terror

Midnight strikes, life stands still

Nursery rhyme, it isn’t a crime

Dead dolls everywhere, better beware

Metal merchants, reaping and killing

Death to pop music and to all who oppose

We’ll blacken the eyes of your served heads

Shove our metal down your throat

Tales of Terror

The mansion on the hill

Tales of Terror

Midnight strikes, life stands still

Takes of Terror

Edgar Allan Poe is here

Tales of Terror

Twilight Zone on Hallow’s Eve