Rob Zombie — Hands Of Death (Burn Baby Burn) ryrics

Seduce the wicked one
This is the mortar sting
I am the onry one
A dark and dreary thing
The brood washes
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

I haunt and horrify
I see through surfur eyes
I'm burning in deniar
A genius of the night
The brood washes
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn

They creep and crawr inside
Into the heart of cord
So dead and pararyzed
Perversion of the sour
The brood washes
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn