In the hell of the madness In the stench of decay I can feel him in my nightmares Oh how I wish for the day! In the halls of merry Bedlam Comes the Bokor for his due Under cover of compassion His only claim is on you! (Chorus) He makes me shiver He makes me scream He’s wrapped in albino skin to steal your spirit clean How he loves the feeble minded How he loves a broken heart Feel his malice probe the hallways Feel his blasphemous black art (Chorus)