Walking In a Killer's Wonderland
Death bells ring, are you listenin? In the lane, all is glistenin A horrible sight We’re frightened tonight Walking in a killer’s wonderland In the mall there is murder Chaos and furor Psycho clerks, tall Want to hurt all Here in a killer’s wonderland In the meadow, we see a gallow With a freshly tied noose We know what it’s for Somebody has got a cooked goose Later on, we’ll perspire As we roast, in the fire Our skin starts to boil It’s raw and smells spoiled Here in a killer’s wonderland Some cannibals, few Got in the act too Here in a killer’s wonderland Written December 28th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 04:16 AM PST 18 • 0 • 14
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"Death bells ring, are you listenin?..."