Platonic Sleepover Massacre Lyrics

You tried to cover your tracks

But I caught on to you

They found your ear in a jar, your bones in a bag, in the back of the room

They pulled the snakes off your flesh, they were hungry for more

Hungry for more, hungry for more

You have had your last

All your sins are cleansed

No reason for you to go on

I put you to rest.