Lyrics 25 Cromwell Street - Putrid Pile

25 Cromwell Street

Mr. and Mrs. West, Britain’s serial best
Torture, murder, adultery
Their life began after the kids were asleep
Buried in the garden, a daughter they’d keep
No one would ever know the true extent
Of the crimes committed by these two insaniacs
The bodies were rolled into the daylight
The grisly parade of corpses captivated the masses
Mr. West told the kids that the fathers broke the daughters in
Mrs. West would beat the children severely
Some of the victims were tortured in the basement
Some were taken to a farmhouse, dismembered, brought back and buried
All of them were raped
He killed them when they tried to leave him
No one would ever know the true extent
Of the crimes committed by these two insaniacs
The bodies were rolled into the daylight
The grisly parade of corpses captivated the masses
Captivated the masses
Daddy wrote in his suicide letter
«All I have is my life and I will give it to you, my darling
When you are ready to come to me.»
Come to me
These words were written just before he was found
Swinging in his cell
And the mother was left to carry out her sentence