Skin lamps are, Burning
Bones are thinnin'
Devil's on the loose
Fresh flay for the taking
The Grotesque walk like arachnid-dead
En route to incineration
Time drags its heel here
Digging shallow graves
In timeless petrifaction
Devil's foulest mistress
Morbid love of d**h
Only mean bones in this body
Unbridled sadistic b**h
She-Wolf - Oppressor
The pleasures of her flesh
She carries her madness to the bone
Serrated bride of d**h
"Oh you f**ing Devils-who*e
She loved it to d**h"
You will know no rest
No, there ain't' no warm bodies here
This cruelty's coming from Hells heart
A soul-less dead mind cold as steel
Under callous beatings
Into degraded wretched wrecks
Violated, flayed and rotting
Under the Iron-hex
The b**h of Buchenwald
The b**h of Buchenwald
Dead-skin lust burning through her brain
Ravenous b**h howling insane
The b**h of Buchenwald
The b**h of Buchenwald
The b**h of Buchenwald
In untamed callous wickedness
Malicious life-control
"Can you see the skin lamps burning in the night
Beneath the search-light towers..."
Hyena-excruciator hemming you inn
By the light of a thousand cleavers
Falling asleep for this very last time
To the sound of the funeral-furnace screaming
Rattling bony fingers
Rattling chains to hold your soul
This appetite for d**h is unrelenting
Skin harvest lunacy
Iron-clad in certainty
d**h is release - No hope or illusion
Immolation delirium
So insipid and impure
Draped in scraps of human flesh
This b**h will flay you raw
Unquenchable blood-thirst boiling
In boundless tribulation
Pure undiluted madness
In prolonged putrefaction