The corpes all hanging headless and limp, Bodies with no surprises, The blood drains down like the devil's rain, We'll bathe tonight. I want your skulls, I need your skulls, I want your skulls, I need your skulls. Demon I am and face I peel, See your skin turned inside out, 'Cause I've gotta have you on my wall, Gotta have you on my wall, 'cause, I want your skulls, I need your skulls, I want your skulls, I need your skulls. Collect the heads of little girls and, Put 'em on my wall. Hack the heads off little girls and, Put 'em on my wall. Whoa Whoa I want your skulls, I need your skulls, I want your skulls, I need your skulls.