My self-indulgent cover of “Skulls”
SING ALONG!
The corpses all hang, headless and limp,
Bodies with no surprises.
And the blood drains down like devils’ rain,
We’ll bathe tonight.
Demon I am and face I peel,
to see your skin turn inside out, ‘cuz
Gotta have you on my wall,
Gotta have you on my wall, ‘cuz
I want your skull, I need your skull.
Collect the heads of little girls and put them on my wall,
Hack the heads off little girls and put them on my wall.
I want your skull, I need your skull.