Beauty may be only skin deep, but ugly is to the bone.
The Candyman can ’cause he mixes it with blood and makes the world taste good.
Time makes you bolder, even children get older, and I’m gettin’ older, too.
At this party, it’s BYOBB. Bring your own body bag.
Shake, shake, shake, Senora. Jump in the line, rock your body in time.
When the lights go down in this Oklahoma town, vampires emerge for the evening.
Panacea, panache, pandemic, pandemonium, panel, pang, panic. Nope, no pandorum.
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You will suffer as I have suffered. Buried alive…buried alive!
As a vampire western, would this be considered High Midnight?
We’re twilight’s parasites, with self-inflicted wounds. We are the dead of night.
In the Army of the Corn, everyone’s a kernel.
Qu’est-ce que c’est? Psycho killer?