The corpses all hangHeadless and limpBodies with no surprisesAnd the blood drains down like devils rainWe'll bathe tonightI want your skullsI need your skullsI want your skullsI need your skullsDemon I am and face I peelTo see your skin turned inside out, 'causeGotta have you on my wallGotta have you on my wall, 'causeI want your skullsI need your skullsI want your skullsI need your skullsCollect the heads of little girls andPut 'em on my wallHack the heads off little girls andPut 'em on my wallI want your skullsI need your skullsI want your skulls