Coven - (On The Subject Of) Beating In Brains lyrics

What kind of thing goes through your mind In the one quick second before you die? Is it a thought or just a flash? Is confusion the final feeling that you have? (Chorus) On the subject of beating in brains Smashing the shell where grey matter is contained When the skull shatters, just like an egg There's a satisfied crunching sound that it makes**** This whole formula is nothing new A pipe works good, a hammer does too A rock is okay, even the same one will do I could give a few pointers, but the rest is up to you. (Chorus) (solo) My favorite kind is with a Louisville Slugger The breadth of the bat, then the thought of my mother She hit the kitchen floor. there's one thing for sure She'll never have to mop up after me any more. What kind of thing ran through his mind I the one quick second before she died? (Chorus) (Chorus)