The Camper Velourium III: Al The Killer

At birth given scars along tender heart liberties Injustice for awkward living situated casualties They lay dead along your floor careful not to wake them they're sleeping In the morrow's good mourning the dying will discard the wish to live Let this colony know in the name of the dead we're coming When I kill her, I'll have her Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name And die white girls, die white girls Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead You'll get nothing for something Arise the hidden war of a dead, song unsung The night of your children's day Beneath the surface sealed by the floors boarded up Seal the lips of your voice with haste And cower at the sounds they make their way Surprise speed and malice The opposing break the surface hold ready Let this colony know in the name of the dead we're coming When I kill her, I'll have her Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name Die white girls, die white girls Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead Will the killing veil love should the heroes play dumb, dumb But killing's no fun when the heroes are none Let this colony know in the name of the dead we're coming Bye bye world, bye bye world Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name Die white girls, die white girls Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead Bye bye world, bye bye world Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name Die white girls, bye bye world Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves of the dead Upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves