Eternal Nightmare
Album - 1988 - Debaser id 229022

Reality slipping and your mind is caving in Submitting to the web that you constantly spin It's over the edge with the straightjacket on It's dragging you down to the world you belong The hell in your mind that you will always see A nightmare of terror, planted eternally Dead space in your head, there can be no escape Reality you see, an image, just a fake Insomnia drives, drives you out of your head Don't lose consciousness while lying in bed Looking in from the outside and tightening your grip Death sickening laughter that's beginning to rip Your eyelids fall and they take you again Eternal nightmare and your horror begins Your head is filled with nothing but fear It has you locked down, comatoses is here I've drank the blood - THAT DEAD SOULS HAVE CRIED I cursed the devil - THEN WATCHED HIM DIE I'm the one - THAT THE SINNERS SEEK Well I'm your master - NOW DON'T YOU SEE I've drank the blood - THAT DEAD SOULS HAVE CRIED I cursed the devil - THEN WATCHED HIM DIE I'm the one - THAT THE SINNERS SEEK Well I'm your master - NOW DON'T YOU SEE [repeat] Now to you I come a calling Reaching for your mind I'm drawing Thoughts of freedom, see them crawling Eternal nightmare, I'm clawing So next time that you fall asleep And let your thought start running deep Remember you're the ones I choose Eternal nightmare, I never lose Calling You come a calling My laughter's mauling Eternally I rule your mind Constricting Your thoughts constricting Your mind is sickening And they're the ones I loved to feed on the most of all

Calm collector of the waste
I've come for the dead
Cold my feelings cannot be traced
There's no need, no patients for there
Muttering words, they are so few and forgotten
So please do spare me
This ain't a church and I ain't no priest
So save it for the funeral to be

Slice incision split your chest open autopsy
Precise my thoughts they cannot be broken
when brain-probing
I'm calling out for the next cadaver
son't delay, no corpse decay
And be swift, be quick with the scalpel
This man is dead, he's got only hell to pay

[Chorus]
An open-casket funeral for all to see
The body staring at you, carcass of seams
Our hat's off to ya, coroner, a job well done
the grieving proud of their funeral-faced son.

Accidents just waiting to happen tragically
Unstable mind's continuously snapping on society
Now I'm just here, a product of the country
I'm dealing with the mess that surrounds me
And you can see me on your public TV
Sports jacket, cool tie, and wheeling out the body

[CHORUS]

Distorted features as I picked him off the road
His body mangled, it took ten hours for me to sew together
Perfectly stitched sutured and closed
And staring through glass eyes
Just one more step for mother dear
Her first glance she looks and cries

CORONER CORONER - Pulse stops
CORONER CORONER - You must call him
CORONER CORONER - Deal in rot
CORONER CORONER - Coroner Collect!