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The corpes all hanging headless and limp
Bodies with no surprises
The blood drains down like the 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
See your skin turned inside out
'Cause I've 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
Whoa
Whoa
Collect the heads of little girls, and
Put 'em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls, and
Put 'em on my wall
Whoa
Whoa
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
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