Deep in the murky woods, where all life is bleak A sinister tale of a razorback hog; Rawhead the bloody beast Slaughtered for his tasty meat, his severed head raised high The hunters gather around and eat, unaware that they'll soon die!
Tossing, his bloody bones in a pile Rawhead, will soon be revived Lightning strikes his skinned, severed head Bloody Bones, reassemble him from the dead
With his gleaming, yellow eyes, he races through the trees His tusks ready to rip open throats and quiet his victims' merciful pleas Emerging from the shadows, Rawhead stalks his pitiful prey Tearing their bodies wide apart, leaving their bloody carcasses disarrayed
Tossing, his bloody bones in a pile Rawhead, will soon be revived Lightning strikes his skinned, severed head Bloody Bones, reassemble him from the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
