Demonic laughter
Your cremation
Your lungs gasp for air
But are filled with blood
A sudden crack as I crush your skull
A reminder of your life flashes by
A life that soon won't be
Smiling with the axe in my hand
Evil's rotten hand you'll see
I come forward
d**hcrush
I'll send you to your maker
I'll send you to your d**h
d**h, nicely crucified
d**h, heads on stakes
The barbecue has just begun
d**hcrush
d**hcrush
Crush... Crush
d**hcrush