Strolling through my boneyard
 A ghoulish midnight stride
 A walk among the corpses
 Fills my heart with pride...

 A score of screaming victims
 To me they scream no more
 40 or 400 I've lost count
 Buried 'neath the earthen floor...

 One by one they met their doom
 Through macabre & nefarious means
 Midnight in my boneyard
 The wind blows through the trees...