Throne Vertigo

Angels with phallic smiles release toxins with in the isles 
  Born again from a deformed ritual 
  Lock up your daughters, hurry now 

  Do you still have your limbs? 
  Then you can run and catch up with the rest.. 
  They're feeding! 

  What now?  Your bloods infected 
  Its all sinister and masturbated 
  Let go of his neck 
  You'll find no glory among the dead. 

  Do you still have your limbs? 
  Then you can run and catch up with the rest.. 
  They're feeding! 

  They're gonna get you, they're gonna catch you 
  Take stakes and hatchets from in the ballroom 
  You shouldn't play with dead things 
  You shouldn't blame the dead things 

  Wipe the blood from your face 
  The bloods on your face 
  We are the hunters 
  Here's for the hunters 

  Here they come, sleep well tonight 
  The snakes with rifles unleash in flight 
  They're coming for you, so head for the storeroom 
  And get your positions 

  Bury, Bury the corpses, Lucifer's crypt 

  Finding, finding out something, inside my heart 
  Bury, bury the corpses, the witches turn to stone 

  The price you pay for dignity