South of civilization
Darkest corner of the earth
Lies a place where heads are trophies
Men gather them to show their worth

Architecture of flesh
Foundation of their bones
Here on this island it is known
Skulls take the place of stone
Blood letting rituals
Sacrifice for their art
Consummation of our souls
Tear your head and neck apart

On skull island, you will be torn apart

When at war, take a prisoner
Take him back to the camp
Put him up onto the altar
Blood will make his clothes damp

Severed head rolls on the floor
The blood it sprays now even more
Pick up the head skin it scalp it clean
Observe the internecine

Remove the brain and tissue
The muscle and the eyes
Let the blood dry on the skull
It keeps the soul disguised

Sickening insane butchery
To build their habitat for all to see
Lift them up in their tower of blood
Raising them to the level of gods

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