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