Demonic laughter Your cremation Your lungs gasp for air But are filled with blood A sudden crack as I crush your skull A reminder of your life flashes by A life that soon won't be Smiling with the 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 barbecue has just begun Deathcrush Deathcrush Crush... Crush Deathcrush