Ghostbusters (franchise)
Ghostbusters is a supernatural comedy-horror franchise created in 1984. Its first installment was the film Ghostbusters, released on June 8, 1984 by Columbia Pictures. It centers on a group of eccentric New York City parapsychologists who investigate and capture ghosts for a living. For the film, the franchise licensed action figures, novelizations, and other original Ghosbusters-themed products. After the initial success, they released original material in other fields such as comic books, video games, television series, and a theme park attraction.
Development
The concept of the first film was inspired by Dan Aykroyd's own fascination with the paranormal, and it was conceived by Aykroyd as a vehicle for himself and friend and fellow Saturday Night Live alum John Belushi. Aykroyd came up with Ghostbusters after reading an article about quantum physics and parapsychology in the American Society of Psychical Research Journal and then watching movies like Ghostchasers. Aykroyd thought, "Let's redo one of those old ghost comedies, but let's use the research that's being done today. Even at that time, there was plausible research that could point to a device that could capture ectoplasm or materialization; at least visually."
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Death's Mission
by: SlimerCan't fuck with what ya fear!Death's mission is simple
and blunt
Destroy all you ever loved and adored
He don't care 'bout ya feelings and tears
He just comes to confirm ya fears
Annihilation of ya dreams
Say goodbye to those warm scenes
Cold fear as he closes in
Raises that scythe to take your life
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Grim reaper's come to take you back
No point in running because you can't
Throw up your arms in bitter agony
It's the end of the world for you
Hooded figure wrapped up in black
Streches out his hand like some attack
Creeping death has reeled you in
YOU'RE DEAD
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Can't fuck with what ya fear
Can't fuck with what ya fear
Can't fuck with what ya fear
CAN'T FUCK WITH WHAT YA FEAR
Death's mission is simple and blunt
Destroy all you ever loved and adored
He don't care 'bout ya feelings and tears
He just comes to confirm ya fears
Annihilation of ya dreams
Say goodbye to those warm scenes
Cold fear as he closes in
Raises that scythe to take your life
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill
Death's mission is to kill