The Skull Beneath the Skin

Mean and infectious, the evil prophets rise

Dance of the Macabre, as witches streak the sky

Decadent worship of black magic sorcery

In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon trapped without a plea, oh

Seething in agony, necrosis is the fate

Pins sticking through the skin, the venom now sedates

Locked in a pillory, nowhere to be found

Screaming for your life, no one hears a sound

Help me!

Prepare the patient's scalp to peel away

Metal caps his ears, he'll hear not what we say

Solid-steel visor riveted cross his eyes

Iron staples close his jaws so no one hears his cries

The skull beneath the skin

The skull beneath

Now you're drawn and quartered, your bones will make the 'X'

Symbol stands for poison, and it's chained to your head

And as we fold your arms to make the holy cross

We cross the crucifix, religion has been lost

The skull beneath the skin

The skull beneath the skin

The skull beneath the skin