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