American Murder Song - The Year Without A Summer

Sink the tooth into the wood
Still the horses with a hood
Raise the book and cast the oil
Murder, murder by thy name

Fingers in the father's soil
Murder, murder be thy name
When the lung fills up with straw
Cut the wire from the jaw
Murder! Murder!

When the eye reflects the moon
Hold the tongue down with a spoon
Murder! Murder!
When the throat spills in the bowl
Pry the alter from the hole
Murder! Murder!

Murder be thy name, out, out
Murder be thy name
Scratch the deed upon the nail
Murder, murder be thy name

Wring the dye into the pail
Murder, murder be thy name
Seal the fault upon the skin
Carry on our brothers' sin
Trace the blood upon the hoof
Murder, murder be thy name

Drag the chains to split the roof
Murder, murder be thy name
If the spine begins to twist
Bind the irons to the wrist
If the gambrels spit and thrash
Steel your feet into the ash
If the mud should gape and moan
Hold on to the slaughter stone

Murder, murder be thy name
Murder, murder be thy name
Murder be thy name, out, out
Murder be thy name
Murder be thy name, out, out
Murder be thy name
Murder be thy name, out, out
Murder be thy name
Out, out, out, out