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 skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

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 skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

Collect the heads of little girls and put 'em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls and put 'em on my wall

I want your skull
I need your skull
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