They're hiding down low
Beneath the floor boards
And no you don't know
No no you don't
They are the dead cold
Scalped by their own
Blood you don't know
No, no, you don't
No, no, you don't
No you don't
No you don't
Aaaah
They are the slaughtered souls
The soil which your home
Was build you don't know
No no you don't