Skulls

The corpses hang high headless and limp Bodies with no surprises And the blood drains down like 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 To see your skin turned inside out, 'cause 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 Go Collect the heads of little girls and Put 'em on my wall Hack the heads off little girls and Put 'em on my wall Oh oh 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 Whoa