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