Down in my wretched dungeon I discovered a hidden room horror fanzines, gore comics and an LP called DeathTomb The stuff reeked of the dead and was left there to rot I spazzed out with excitement while my eyes turned bloodshot Decayed shelves on the walls lined up with old horror tapes Cobwebbed and faded with no modern remakes Outdated issues of Gore Zone splatter-art and death vocal-shrieks With all this great stuff I will be here for weeks! Horror-filled treasures are my Dreadful Pleasures! I am the Revolter and I live in the past. Obsessed with old death metal that's slow, heavy, and fast I live beneath the crypt hidden from everything but my time is coming Time to prey on the living! I'm made up of ooze and melted skin A bubbling pot of gore and grotesque within I'm horror metal's messenger and I'm here to destroy My hate is my weapon Dreadful Pleasures are my joy