Sargent Slaughter

[Verse 1] Five shapes and a handle Turned out, saying soak up the time gone by They change and a [?], lifts down We need your soul [Chorus] It's just nothing, itself We want your soul We want your skull [Verse 2] Five shapes and a handle Turned out, saying soak up the time gone by We change and appear Lifts down and goes towards the mailbox, falls down Five shapes and a bedbug crawls out We want your skull [Outro] We need your skull Said soak up the time gone by