| Song | Bury The Hatchet |
| Artist | GHOUL |
| Album | Splatterthrash |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Whispering voices in darkness | |
| Their footsteps were really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They’ll leave in a burial shroud | |
| Gathering in the graveyard | |
| A cult and a secret cabal | |
| They’ll search every inch of the catacombs | |
| Kill them all, kill them all!!!!! | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| Torches arranged in a circle | |
| Bathing the cultists in light | |
| We crept through the shadows | |
| Trying to hear them and stay out of sight | |
| They spoke of a power contained in the skull | |
| They said, it was brought from the stars | |
| That thing we’d been using to crack open walnuts | |
| Used to crack walnuts on mars? | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| We broke up the party with a | |
| Molotov blast | |
| They turned into human torches when we doused them in gas | |
| The screaming was loud it would get louder still | |
| As I slit their bellies open in my frenzy to kill | |
| Axes shattered vertebrae, spinal fluid squirts | |
| Cleavers entered craniums, ruining white shirts | |
| Burning eyeballs guttering and cooling into clots | |
| Being hung by their intestines had them tied up in knots | |
| Skin was pulled from muscle and devoured on the spot | |
| Cult members dying and left there to rot | |
| Some of them made it, | |
| I’m sorry to say | |
| Next time they come here we will find a way to | |
| Bury the hatchet! | |
| Victims decaying in the darkness | |
| Their screaming was really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They left in a burial shroud | |
| Moldering in the graveyard | |
| Their bones will be nibbled by rats | |
| If they’re going to steal the crystalline skull | |
| They’ll have to do better than that | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! |
| Whispering voices in darkness | |
| Their footsteps were really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They' ll leave in a burial shroud | |
| Gathering in the graveyard | |
| A cult and a secret cabal | |
| They' ll search every inch of the catacombs | |
| Kill them all, kill them all!!!!! | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| Torches arranged in a circle | |
| Bathing the cultists in light | |
| We crept through the shadows | |
| Trying to hear them and stay out of sight | |
| They spoke of a power contained in the skull | |
| They said, it was brought from the stars | |
| That thing we' d been using to crack open walnuts | |
| Used to crack walnuts on mars? | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| We broke up the party with a | |
| Molotov blast | |
| They turned into human torches when we doused them in gas | |
| The screaming was loud it would get louder still | |
| As I slit their bellies open in my frenzy to kill | |
| Axes shattered vertebrae, spinal fluid squirts | |
| Cleavers entered craniums, ruining white shirts | |
| Burning eyeballs guttering and cooling into clots | |
| Being hung by their intestines had them tied up in knots | |
| Skin was pulled from muscle and devoured on the spot | |
| Cult members dying and left there to rot | |
| Some of them made it, | |
| I' m sorry to say | |
| Next time they come here we will find a way to | |
| Bury the hatchet! | |
| Victims decaying in the darkness | |
| Their screaming was really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They left in a burial shroud | |
| Moldering in the graveyard | |
| Their bones will be nibbled by rats | |
| If they' re going to steal the crystalline skull | |
| They' ll have to do better than that | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! |
| Whispering voices in darkness | |
| Their footsteps were really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They' ll leave in a burial shroud | |
| Gathering in the graveyard | |
| A cult and a secret cabal | |
| They' ll search every inch of the catacombs | |
| Kill them all, kill them all!!!!! | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| Torches arranged in a circle | |
| Bathing the cultists in light | |
| We crept through the shadows | |
| Trying to hear them and stay out of sight | |
| They spoke of a power contained in the skull | |
| They said, it was brought from the stars | |
| That thing we' d been using to crack open walnuts | |
| Used to crack walnuts on mars? | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! | |
| We broke up the party with a | |
| Molotov blast | |
| They turned into human torches when we doused them in gas | |
| The screaming was loud it would get louder still | |
| As I slit their bellies open in my frenzy to kill | |
| Axes shattered vertebrae, spinal fluid squirts | |
| Cleavers entered craniums, ruining white shirts | |
| Burning eyeballs guttering and cooling into clots | |
| Being hung by their intestines had them tied up in knots | |
| Skin was pulled from muscle and devoured on the spot | |
| Cult members dying and left there to rot | |
| Some of them made it, | |
| I' m sorry to say | |
| Next time they come here we will find a way to | |
| Bury the hatchet! | |
| Victims decaying in the darkness | |
| Their screaming was really quite loud | |
| They came for a skull made of crystal | |
| They left in a burial shroud | |
| Moldering in the graveyard | |
| Their bones will be nibbled by rats | |
| If they' re going to steal the crystalline skull | |
| They' ll have to do better than that | |
| Peel their skin | |
| Put the knife in | |
| Burn them without and then burn them within! | |
| Polish the headbone and try not to scratch it | |
| Turn them to | |
| Rot Gut Bury the hatchet! |