Deathcrush  -  Mayhem

  Demonic  laughter  your  cremation

  Your  lungs  gasp  for  air  but  are  filled  with  blood

  A  sudden  crack  as  I  crushed  your  skull

    The  remind  of  your  life  flashes  by

  A  life  that  soon  won't  be

    Smiling  with  axe  in  my  hand

    Evil's  rotten  hand  you'll  see

    I  come  forward

    Deathcrush

    I'll  send  you  to  your  maker

  I'll  send  you  to  your  death

    Death  nicely  crucified

  Death,  heads  on  stakes

    The  barbeque  has  just  begun

    Deathcrush    deathcrush    deathcrush

    Crush  crush

    Deathcrush

    Deathcrush

    Deathcrush