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