Mean and infectious
  The evil Prophets rise
  Dance of the Macabre
  As witches Streak the sky
  Decadent worship of
  Black Magic sorcery
  In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon
  trapped without a plea
  Solo-Mustaine
    See thing in agony
  Necrosis is the fate
  Pins sticking through the skin
  The venom now sedates
  Locked in a pillory
  Nowhere to be found
  Screaming for your life
  But no one hears a sound
  Hellpp Mmmeeeeee
  Prepare the patients scalp
  To peel away
  Metal caps his ears
  He'll hear not what we say
  Solid steel visor
  Riveted cross his eyes
  Iron staples close his jaws
  So no one hears his cries
  The skull beneath the skin
  Now your drawn and quartered
  Your bones will make the x
  Symbol stands for poison
  And it's chained to your head
  And as we fold your arms
  To make the holy cross
  We cross the crucifix
  Religion has been lost
  The skull beneath the skin