Return To Blood Castle (Gama Bomb)

Back to the castle Returning you might say There's a vat of brains and it's brain mashing day, The lord of the manor has been up to no good And now he must pay Refined psychopath with a metal jaw Primitive justice comes to call An angry mob approaches Peasants the lot of them Toting a priest and some pitchforks Just like a Dracula film They were here once before Got no satisfaction Ruling with a steel jaw, brain wine concoction, He thought it was fine to mash up their heads Now he meets his destruction So tear down the gates and slash up the drapes For a baron of blood there can be no escape Found in the garden Unsuspecting fool Grabbed by the locals Gouged up with a spoon We know how to deal with your sort We'll make no mistake Crudely shear his head before they fry him at the stake Crush his minions in a rage as they batter him with sticks, Setting fires, they're saying prayers Violence and righteousness is surely a winning mix Blood! Blood! We want blood! Back for the attack Hack! Slash! Cut a dash - it's good to get your own back