The Corpses All Hang Headless And Limp

Bodies With No Surprises

And The Blood Drains Down Like Devil's Rain

We'll Bathe Tonight



I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls

I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls



Demon I Am And Face I Peel

To See Your Skin Turned Inside Out, 'cause

Gotta Have You On My Wall

Gotta Have You On My Wall, 'cause



I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls

I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls



Go



Collect The Heads Of Little Girls And

Put 'em On My Wall

Hack The Heads Off Little Girls And

Put 'em On My Wall



Oh Oh



I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls

I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls



I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls

I Want Your Skulls

I Need Your Skulls



Whoa