Found in 1832, second corps, you're in
Every Thursday and Sunday night, we gather in the tomb
We have a masterplan, you will kneel before the Skull!
The bohemian grove worships the burning owl
The cremation of care upon the altar of old
Altar of old
A secret society in Yale, the finest men as one
Global conspiraties, we control your fate
We breed presidents, all the important ones...
...Are Bonesmen
The bohemian grove worships the burning owl
The cremation of care upon the altar of old
welcome, in skull and bones
Where future is preconceived
You are in skull and bones
The incubator of our predominance
Two hundred years in the shadows
Is it a true or is it a myth?
Everyone who tried to break our circle
Paid the price in secrecy
We have a masterplan, you will kneel before the Skull!
Will kill you if you reveal our sacred code
The bohemian grove worships the burning owl
The cremation of care upon the altar of old
welcome, in skull and bones
Where future is preconceived
You are in skull and bones
The incubator of our predominance
Welcome
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