| Song | Save the Skull |
| Artist | Heathen |
| Album | Breaking the Silence |
| 作曲 : Godfrey, Piercy | |
| Timeless shadow stalking the night | |
| Search for a victim before the new light | |
| Demented by shame, lost in his pain | |
| When will his hunger stop | |
| Carving the flesh from her succulent chest | |
| Through the fog into the mist | |
| His relentless murders are never fast | |
| He always saves the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it's lived has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Hot young flesh, freshly killed | |
| It makes him feel better when | |
| He sees the blood spill | |
| He must be stopped - dead or alive | |
| Or many people won't survive | |
| He preys on whores, he lures them in | |
| This is where the nightmare ends and begins | |
| Torturing them slow, never fast | |
| He always saves the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it's live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it's live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Polish your sword for vengeance is sweet | |
| And keep this evil off the street | |
| He must be stopped - dead or alive | |
| Or many people won't survive | |
| I'll cut him up into little cubes | |
| And put him an a pot | |
| And make a bloody stew | |
| I'll throw it in the alley | |
| And feed him to the rats | |
| He'll never save a skull at last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it's live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it's live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last |
| zuò qǔ : Godfrey, Piercy | |
| Timeless shadow stalking the night | |
| Search for a victim before the new light | |
| Demented by shame, lost in his pain | |
| When will his hunger stop | |
| Carving the flesh from her succulent chest | |
| Through the fog into the mist | |
| His relentless murders are never fast | |
| He always saves the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it' s lived has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Hot young flesh, freshly killed | |
| It makes him feel better when | |
| He sees the blood spill | |
| He must be stopped dead or alive | |
| Or many people won' t survive | |
| He preys on whores, he lures them in | |
| This is where the nightmare ends and begins | |
| Torturing them slow, never fast | |
| He always saves the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it' s live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it' s live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Polish your sword for vengeance is sweet | |
| And keep this evil off the street | |
| He must be stopped dead or alive | |
| Or many people won' t survive | |
| I' ll cut him up into little cubes | |
| And put him an a pot | |
| And make a bloody stew | |
| I' ll throw it in the alley | |
| And feed him to the rats | |
| He' ll never save a skull at last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it' s live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Save the skull for last | |
| Cause the life it' s live has passed | |
| Save the skull for last |