The Axeman Cometh
Put the devil on the graphophone
Hid the axe inside my home
I know he is coming to kill me
Some may live, but some will die
Believe in evil, it will never lie
He kills for the souls to keep him company
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
Evil spirit or man's design
Angel of death or demonic mind
I know he is coming to kill me
He has a heart, though it burns in hell
And from his letter I can only tell
The devil's song could be played to save me
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
I put the devil on the graphophone
But there's no axe inside my home
He's here, sumbitch gonna kill me
Some they lived, though I had died
Caught the blade between my eyes
He killed now I burn to keep him company
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
Hid the axe inside my home
I know he is coming to kill me
Some may live, but some will die
Believe in evil, it will never lie
He kills for the souls to keep him company
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
Evil spirit or man's design
Angel of death or demonic mind
I know he is coming to kill me
He has a heart, though it burns in hell
And from his letter I can only tell
The devil's song could be played to save me
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
I put the devil on the graphophone
But there's no axe inside my home
He's here, sumbitch gonna kill me
Some they lived, though I had died
Caught the blade between my eyes
He killed now I burn to keep him company
And if you wished for a silent tomb
You should've died in your mother's womb
He comes to haunt us in our sleep
The underworld gets high on sheep
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Writer(s): Jeffrey Flegler
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