Boneryard کے بول

[IMPETIGO 1990] Strolling through my boneyard A ghoulish midnight stride A walk among the corpses Fills my heart with pride... A score of screaming victims To me they scream no more 40 or 400 I've lost count Buried 'neath the earthen floor... One by one they met their doom Through macabre & nefarious means Midnight in my boneyard The wind blows through the trees...