Yes, I come from the Peppermint Tribe where people come and then they die

To hail me. To hail me

With tomahawks of candy cane we split their heads and eat the brains

Hail me. Oh, hail me

All the while I see your face is turning. Hold the fire while the clock keeps ticking

Talk of Jesus, still your pain won't end. Ask forgiveness though your mind is lying

Slippin' through, time's slippin' through your hands

With guns of chalk we write our names. We wrote the book. We author pain

Hail me. Hail me

The T.V. speaks in murderous rhymes. The clues we leave and hope you'll find

Hail me. Oh hail me

Yes, we come from the Peppermint tribe where losers come to fix their mind

Hail me. Oh, hail me

With giant walls are sugar made we close you in and build the grave

The witches dancing inside their caves. The people all go insane from the Peppermint Tribe