Boondox - PunkinHed lyrics
[Boondox - PunkinHed lyrics]
You cannot even envision in
The darkest cataclysms
Of your fucking mind as it's
Throws you into aneurysms
It's got your blood clotting and
Your fucking veins rotting
The very sound of my name
Has got you grave plotting
Cause, I was brought into this
Wold up on a mission
And a voodoo ritual got my
Fucking ass up and kicking
And high stepping bout to turn this bitch red
Coming up out the ground just like
The return of the living dead
I'm feigning for your brains and I'm
As sick as the fever
Try to fuck with a monster you
Better leave it to beaver
Cause, I'm coming for your life you
Been marked by the beast
I'm going to eat your fucking soul
So be prepared to be deceased
Close your eyes turn around and say my name
A drop of blood on the ground
For every drop of pain
No turning back now it's done
Everything is said i am evil
I am pain i am the PunkinHed
Thirty seven years cold and
Resting in the pieces
Skin falling off the bone and
Maggots stuck in the creases
Got me feeling pissed off and
On some whole other level
Now I'm summoned from hell to do
The work of the devil
A crucifix in my pocket from
Another place and time
I was found but now I'm lost
I could see but now I'm blind
Blinded to the fact I'll never
Walk inside the light
Now i wait inside the darkness til
I'm called out by the night
I'm a fking nursery rhyme
On the school playground
Jumping rope throwing rocks little
Kids play round
Screaming out my name pray not
To wake up dead
Put a cross on your front door
To keep away the Punkinhed
Cross my heart and hope to die
Please stick a needle in my eye
To keep me blinded to the sight
When PunkinHed appears tonight
The darkest cataclysms
Of your fucking mind as it's
Throws you into aneurysms
It's got your blood clotting and
Your fucking veins rotting
The very sound of my name
Has got you grave plotting
Cause, I was brought into this
Wold up on a mission
And a voodoo ritual got my
Fucking ass up and kicking
And high stepping bout to turn this bitch red
Coming up out the ground just like
The return of the living dead
I'm feigning for your brains and I'm
As sick as the fever
Try to fuck with a monster you
Better leave it to beaver
Cause, I'm coming for your life you
Been marked by the beast
I'm going to eat your fucking soul
So be prepared to be deceased
Close your eyes turn around and say my name
A drop of blood on the ground
For every drop of pain
No turning back now it's done
Everything is said i am evil
I am pain i am the PunkinHed
Thirty seven years cold and
Resting in the pieces
Skin falling off the bone and
Maggots stuck in the creases
Got me feeling pissed off and
On some whole other level
Now I'm summoned from hell to do
The work of the devil
A crucifix in my pocket from
Another place and time
I was found but now I'm lost
I could see but now I'm blind
Blinded to the fact I'll never
Walk inside the light
Now i wait inside the darkness til
I'm called out by the night
I'm a fking nursery rhyme
On the school playground
Jumping rope throwing rocks little
Kids play round
Screaming out my name pray not
To wake up dead
Put a cross on your front door
To keep away the Punkinhed
Cross my heart and hope to die
Please stick a needle in my eye
To keep me blinded to the sight
When PunkinHed appears tonight