Testi:
The Haunted The Skull

more hesitation, no more slipping away No more waiting for a loving grace You will crawl, let's not get personal You will serve an example to others A skull

the beat i I's a treat Compete at the war on the weak [Hook] [Verse 3:] Del carelessly convorting Over more things than tracks Your skull perhaps

evaporate em Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your fucking bones You try to haunt me nigga

won't i love you you're my friend i handed him my wig and shot myself in the head then i stuffed a box of tissues in the hole in my skull i got in my

distance [Chorus] At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin Left alone to get gigantic Hard, huge, and haunted

, slay a hag Feel the flavor, freedom fag Get up early, do your chores Chase the murder with the rancid pores The thyroids with friendly blade The haunted

his fucking ashes and evaporate 'em Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your fucking bones You try to haunt

't i love you you're my friend i handed him my wig and shot myself in the head then i stuffed a box of tissues in the hole in my skull i got in my mazda

dead, I masturbate with her severed head My lubrication, her decomposition Spending my life molesting dead children Intercourse with infants Curing heads on top of spikes boiling skulls