Evil Voices - Gama Bomb

An unlucky dip in the bargain bin

A ghostly tape with daemons within

Written on the label was an ancient hand

Told of distant times and of worrisome lands

I played it backwards then in reverse

It told me things that were perverse

Evil voices, evil hands

Evil voices, evil commands

Who what would have thought my hand could do that

Gave me a wedgie, set fire to my flat

They start up quiet but end up talking loud

My hands grab the steering wheel, aims for a crowd

Horrorsome daemons trapped within

Bound by chromium, consumed by sin

Evil voices, evil hands

Evil voices, evil commands

There’s a vortex in the fridge, the food flies about

Throttled by savages, I cannot get out

An unholy choir chants in my mind

Exposing predictions to destruct mankind

Evil voices, evil hands

Evil voices, evil commands