The Funeral Ball lyrics

Virgin wrists and razor blades

Dressed for the masquerade

Hit the floor for their last dance

'Cause they won't get a second chance

Mutilation, celebration

Three cheers for our damnation

And I think I'm gonna be sick

And I'm loving every minute of it

And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction

The spotlight is on you now

Four, three, two, one, action

Upon the noose I bleed tonight

And every drop is with delight

Watch death toll rise tonight

There's no place like home-icide

Mutilation, celebration

Three cheers for our damnation

And I think I'm gonna be sick

And I'm loving every minute of it

And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction

The spotlight is on you now

Four, three, two, one, action

Embrace your fate, in death we fall

The casualties at the funeral ball

Enjoy the violence, come one, come all

You're all invited to the funeral ball

And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction

The spotlight is on you now

Four, three, two, one, action

Embrace your fate, in death we fall

The casualties at the funeral ball

Enjoy the violence, come one, come all

You're all invited to the funeral ball