The gruesome ghoul, the grizzly ghoul,
Without the slightest noise,
Waits patiently beside the school
To feast on girls and boys.
He lunges fiercely through the air
As they come out to play,
Then grabs a couple by the hair
And drags them far away.
He cracks their bones, and snaps their backs,
And squeezes out their lungs.
He chews their thumbs like candy snacks,
And pulls apart their tongues.
He slices their stomachs and bites their hearts and
Tears their flesh to shreds.
He swallows their toes like toasted tarts,
And gobbles down their heads.
Fingers, elbows, hands and knees,
And arms and legs and feet.
He eats them with delight and ease,
For every part's a treat.
And when the gruesome, grizzly ghoul
Has nothing left to chew,
He hurries to another school,
And waits, perhaps, for you.
Upon your bed you sleep in pain,
For nightmares swirl within your brain.
You waken with a fearful start
As horror grips your heart.
You sense a presence standing there,
And all at once it meets your stare,
A zombie waits within your room,
And with it dwells your doom.
And you shiver, and you scream!
And you hope it's all a dream as the Zombie nears your bed.
The Zombie, spawn of voodoo's charms,
Has come to take you in its arms.
It longs to crush, it yearns to clutch,
And lethal is its touch.
It does not live, yet is not dead.
Two sockets burn within its head.
It does not see, it does not hear,
It does not heed you fear.
And you shiver, and you scream!
And you hope it's all a dream as the Zombie nears your bed.
Closer, Closer to your bed,
Closer comes this thing undead,
It nears you at a steady pace,
And oh, its awful face.
Closer, Closer, Closer still
The Zombie nears with icy will.
Its face remains expressionless,
As you feel its cold caress.
And you shiver, and you scream!
And you hope it's all a dream as the Zombie nears your bed.
I never thought of ghouls as ghosts. I always thought of them as corporeal. From what I've seen, they just have more self-control. Zombies are mindless. There are many different takes on fictional beings though, so I guess there's no single right answer.
Pix Wrote:How could I forget this song? It's classic movie zombie horror but they call them ghouls (which seems more accurate to someone into folklore myself)...
a ghoul is either the result of a vampire feeding off a non-virgin, creating a mindless minion, or is a individual who has been exposed to large amount's of heat and radiation without dying, or iv'e been playing too much fallout and watching too much hellsing :biggrin::tongue:
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