Alone among the pines
We stalk our prey
To find our k**
For our mother's special day
To show our love
For the young we crave
Impress mother yes we shall
Rape and murder, her eyes well
With tears of joy for her boys
Oh yes
She is so proud
This ritual takes quite the turn
For our guests, they shall learn
This anxiety and salutation
Soon turns to inhuman devastation
Blood runs down our hallowed halls
This pit we call home
Now our boiling cell
You went on vacation and spent
The weekend in hell