The Camper Velourium III: Al the Killer

At birth given scars along tender heart liberties
 
 In justice for awkward living situated casualties
 They lay dead along your floor
 Careful not to wake them, they're sleeping
 In the morrow's good mourning
 The dying will discard the wish to live
 (Let this colony know)
 (In the name of the dead, we're coming!)
 When I kill her, I'll have her
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name!)
 Die white girls, die white girls
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead)
 (Upon the graves of the dead!)
 You'll get nothing for something
 Arise the hidden war of a dead song unsung
 The night of your children's day
 Beneath the surface, sealed by the floors, boarded up
 Seal the lips of your voice with haste
 And cowering at the sounds as they make their way
 Surprise speed and malice
 The opposing break the surface hold ready
 (Let this colony know)
 (In the name of the dead, we're coming!)
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 When I kill her, I'll have her
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name!)
 Die white girls, die white girls
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead)
 (Upon the graves of the dead!)
 Will the killing veil love
 Should the heroes play dumb, dumb?
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 But killing's no fun
 When the heroes are none, none
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 (Let this colony know)
 (In the name of the dead, we're coming!)
 Bye, bye world, bye, bye world
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name!)
 Die white girls, die white girls
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead)
 (Upon the graves of the dead!)
 Bye, bye world, bye, bye world
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead, upon your name!)
 Die white girls, bye, bye world
 (Dance upon the graves of the dead)
 (Upon the graves of the dead)
 (Upon the graves of the dead, upon the graves!)