Souvenir from hell - Jason X

year after year
turning back to the home
he never used to receive
sleeping volcano
that's dangerous zone
payback for your unbelief
man but a legend
you used to ignore
power you all underrate
murdered 2 hundreds but hungry for more
there is no limit to sate
you are never safe
even when you forsake
Crystal Lake
guest from long ago
there is no
time to wait for help
your last heartbeat his every step
the future murder camp
alone in the lab
the ability is unique
swallow and bite
heart of a freak
start darkest rite
he'll get inside
make you unable to speak

chorus

he's just a souvenir from hell
on Earth with sequence number
there is no weapon and no spell
to sate his furious hunger
he doesn't need no food no slumber
to kill is only aim
and nothing gonna stop him
even loss of brain
what a crying shame
lock all the doors
they will not block the curse
his brutal force
is whom engine now serves
the living corpse
with no mercy and no nerves

coffin is open
remains will arise
over and over again
hotter than hell after colder than ice
stronger when less of a man
more than 3 centuries pass
year 2455
taken from iron and bulletproof glass
suddenly more than alive
history nothing have taught
only for money and fame
what a crying shame
ticket to one more hell you have just bought
science and progress is not guarantee
silence is lying now all you can see
monster that you have set free

hot bloody river
inside of space ark
fire on ice painted red
spear in your liver
a flash in the dark
face torn away from your head
hands never shiver
the blade will not fall
after 6 feet under again 6 feet tall
nowhere to run
when you're lost in the space
not enough gun
with the death face to face
in the womb of the void
putting there down biodigital roots
of the evil so pure
he cannot be destroyed
just become shooting star after useless shots
that's only cure
now the survived can be secure