Lyrics to song Serial Killer Thriller by Pig
This is the dirt that grows the
misery that you suck upon
Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon
This soul is itchin' to receive
the taste upon your spoon
My guilt will marry me and lies
are gonna be my groom
*Oh silence I can hear you
Swinging slowly on the gentle rope
**Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Just for you
And from your bitter string I suck
upon all your bitter lies
And wait with baited bitter breath
upon your bridal knife
I cannot take this thing you
force into my face again
I cannot hate this thing you
force into my face again
A choir of flies rehearse their
hymns upon my open eyes
Your devil crawls to me to give
my somewhere I can hide
*&**Repeat
*&**Repeat