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 liveLet this colony know in the name of the dead we're comingWhen 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 deadYou'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 upSeal 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 readyLet this colony know in the name of the dead we're comingWhen 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 deadWill the killing veil love should the heroes play dumb, dumb
But killing's no fun when the heroes are noneLet this colony know in the name of the dead we're comingBye 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 deadBye 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