Strolling through my boneryard
A ghoulish midnight stride
A walk among the corpses
Fills my heart with pride...

A score of screaming victims
To me they scream no more
40 or 400 I've lost count
Buried 'neath the earthen floor...

One by one they met their doom
Through macabre "amp; nefarious means
Midnight in my boneryard
The wind blows through the trees...