Bog Bodies
Living On the Bog, Bog bodies in the yard.
For her to find her victims, it wasnt very hard.
Lured them to her house, with flirting and tease,
Once they were there, she could kill them with great ease.
Seducing another victim, he lie in her bed.
Unaware this woman he sees, is a murderer who will leave him dead.
She unleashes her Butcher knife, hes hit with surprise.
She?ll now attempt his murder, a product of despise.
Trying to slit his jugular, he tosses violently,
She sees blood, and assumes hes dead, if only she could foresee.
Bog Bodies! Deadly! Bog Bodies! Massacred!
Still alive, being dragged to the Bog, he keeps quiet, for his own life,
Once she leaves, he'll prepare her demise.
She drops him in, his body sinks.
Disposal of his cadaver, hes gone, she thinks.
She again enters the house, to rinse the knife.
A clean crime it seems, yet she'll soon lack a life.
He crawls out of the Bog, Lifted by his rage,
Heading towards the house, his vision will not change.
Breaks through the door, Shes in panic.
He grabs her knife, he is frantic.
Hacking her away, Mangling her torso.
Bleeding, Struggling, Dead.
He hunts his next victim, he had killed, and loved it,
She had left hundreds dead, now she joins them.
Lyrics Writen By Tommy Maher