Purely Scientific, by AngusEcrivain
It's fright night baby so lock your doors and latch
Your windows 'cos you really, really, don't wanna' catch
What we've got... Some fucked up disease
An' it ain't the kind that'll make you sneeze
Nah fuck that shit it'll have you cravin' blood
And flesh and brains and entrails and shit... So fucking good
Ain't magic or fate or any of that shit
That made us what we are; it's purely scientific
'Course tonight ain't the only night we're out
But a cliche's a cliche for a reason so you gotta' watch for us about
Town; We'll drag you down an alley or fuck you up in a club
'Cos that's what we do... We fuck shit up...
YOU ARE READING
Tevun-Krus #34 - GothPunk
Science Fiction'Tis the season to be... No, not that one. It's (almost) October 31st so that can only mean one thing: Halloween, Tevun-Krus style!
