Dragula

Dead I am the one, Exterminating sonSlipping through the trees, strangling the breezeDead I am the sky, watching angels cryWhile they slowly turn, conquering the wormDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDig through the ditches,Burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDead I am the pool, spreading from the foolWeak and want you need, nowhere as you bleedDead I am the rat, feast upon the catTender is the fur, dying as you purrDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDo it baby, Do it babyDo it baby, Do it babyBurn like an animalDead I am the life, dig into the skinKnuckle crack the bone, 21 to winDead I am the dog, hound of hell you cryDevil on your back, I can never dieDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDo it baby, Do it babyDo it baby, Do it babyBurn like an animalDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragulaDig through the ditches,And burn through the witchesI slam in the back of myDragula