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Freemasonry at it’s finest here – Look no further than Little St. James island for the answers you seek. The skulls of many lay underground. Danzig was aware of Satan-worshippers at a young age, most likely born into a family who either practiced, or escaped from it.
[Verse 1]
The corpses all hang headless and limp
Bodies with no surprises
And the blood drains down like Devils-rain
We'll bathe tonight
[Chorus]
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
[Verse 2]
Demon I am and face I peel
To see your skin turned inside out, 'cause
Gotta have you on my wall
Gotta have you on my wall, 'cause
[Chorus]
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull, skull!
[Bridge]
Collect the heads of little girls and
Put 'em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls and
Put 'em on my wall
Hey! Hey!
[Chorus]
I want your skulls
I need your skulls
I want your skulls
I need your skulls
[Chorus]
I want your skulls
I need your skulls
I want your skulls
I need your skulls, hey!
Skulls was written by Glenn Danzig.
Skulls was produced by Pat Burnette & Misfits.