Snake men dance in a fiery pile
Wizards make their time worthwhileBodies burning in a
pitBoiling oil and sizzling spit
Body fluids and blood flows fast
Insects swarm on maiden chaste
Eyeballs staring open wide
And bones protruding from a side
People stand in a burning tree
Someone screaming helplessly
Heads are buried in the sand
A man is reaching for a skull in hand
Thorns have torn the flesh awayAnd two moons stole the
sun todayMaggots have a holidayAnd sunsets frighten worms
away
Telephones ring endlessly
Horses writhe in agony
A sterile axe, bloody bodies hacked
The king has moved into a shack
Thorns have torn the flesh away
And two moons stole the sun today
Maggots have a holiday
And sunsets frighten worms away