Dead I am the one, exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my dragula
Dig through the ditches,
Burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my dragula
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr
Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my dragula
Dig through the ditches,
And burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my dragula
Do it baby, do it baby