Twiztid – Buckets Of Blood lyrics

Bloody buddy laughin' like an old man
Only lovely among thurowins and waste lands
Vision of hell schitzo splatterin'
Page with a staff like wizard of old days
Blood and thorns pray for a quick death
The sick world reborn and left in front of your doorstep
Kill the killa retribution
Climb aboard see what faith's hand has in store for your brutal massacre
Bitch is like a death note
As the wicked man fear make a bargain for your soul
In a portrait of a cereal killa livin' or dead
Try to muffle many screams of anguish within his head.

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In the blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many buckets of blood?
In the blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How many buckets of blood?
More blood more death less peace in the streets
What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams.
More blood more death less peace in the streets
What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams.

Now I'm a psycho killer with no mask on
Personality change disorder your whole faction
Fractions of the pieces I let 'em find
And captions written in blood describe behind
Refrigerators in the new temple describe the climb
And know we doin' what we doin' just to fuck up your mind
Better retreat why you can or render in my axes
Or we'll come with open hands in unspeakable man
And now I own your evil growin'
Your DNA has been stolen cloned
And frozen and placed inside of the Chosen
Your guns are nothin'
Better run from somthin'
That can summon you to your knees and end all of your sufferin'.

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Sick to death capture what's left
Of a killer on a rampage leavin' a bloody mess
No one can stop this evil that transcends
In my brain and ends and blood stains of your family and your

Friends ain't no hostages
You can die the same way all your partners did

Let the sun break
Shed skin like a snake
How they picture me
Visions of my enemies beheadin' me
Fantasy say I'm livin' in the clouds
Talk alotta shit make sure every bit of it's loud
Evil's comin' in the form of the twins
Bringin' hell to devour all your horrible sins
Cause the judgmental devil wanna make you bite your tongue
And push you to the point where you truly don't give a fuck.

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