Raised In Hell Zombina And The Skeletones

I was conceived on a bed of nails, incubated in the pit
Back-to-back with my conjoined twin, dead from the pain

My mother's milk was cyanide and razors; her embrace
She spilled me from her bosom to this cold hard carapace

And I was raised in hell
I was raised in hell-ell-ell
I was raised in hell
I was raised in hell!

I was raised in hell
I was raised in hell-ell-ell
I was raised in hell
I was raised in hell!

I went to school in a wasteland, cut off the heads of other kids
To instruct the evil knowledge bubbling under beneath

My teacher was a preacher made out of black stone
He lied to me about the world and he left me all alone

I don’t (???) love
Only hate, just rock and kill
Cause I'm insane...