Whispering voices in darkness Their footsteps were really quite loud They came for a skull made of crystal They'll leave in a burial shroud Gathering in the graveyard A cult and a secret cabal They'll search every inch of the catacombs Kill them all, kill them all!!!!! Peel their skin Put the knife in Burn them without and then burn them within! Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it Turn them to Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! Torches arranged in a circle Bathing the cultists in light We crept through the shadows Trying to hear them and stay out of sight They spoke of a power contained in the skull They said, it was brought from the stars That thing we'd been using to crack open walnuts Used to crack walnuts on mars? Peel their skin Put the knife in Burn them without and then burn them within! Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it Turn them to Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! We broke up the party with a Molotov blast They turned into human torches when we doused them in gas The screaming was loud it would get louder still As I slit their bellies open in my frenzy to kill Axes shattered vertebrae, spinal fluid squirts Cleavers entered craniums, ruining white shirts Burning eyeballs guttering and cooling into clots Being hung by their intestines had them tied up in knots Skin was pulled from muscle and devoured on the spot Cult members dying and left there to rot Some of them made it, I'm sorry to say Next time they come here we will find a way to Bury the hatchet! Victims decaying in the darkness Their screaming was really quite loud They came for a skull made of crystal They left in a burial shroud Moldering in the graveyard Their bones will be nibbled by rats If they're going to steal the crystalline skull They'll have to do better than that Peel their skin Put the knife in Burn them without and then burn them within! Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it Turn them to Rot Gut Bury the hatchet!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
