Skulls Duster

Corpses all hanging, headless and limp
Bodies with no surprises
And the blood drains down like a devil's rain
We'll bathe tonight

I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

Demon I am and face I feel
See skin turned inside out, 'cause
Gotta have you on my wall
Gotta have you on my wall, ('cause)

I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull

Collect the heads of little girls and
Put 'em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls and
Put 'em on my wall

Hey!
Hey!
(Hey!)