Twiztid - Buckets of Blood lyrics

As the gruesome memories flooded
Back into his head
I mean, what was left wasn't even a body
It was
The road cut her across the neck to the face
Opening the jugular vein, jugular
Vein, jugular vein, jugular vein
And turning the woman's cry
Into a gruesome stifle
Ah, it was just a pile of meat

Bloody funny, laughing like an old man
Only lovely amongst ruins and wastelands
Vision of hell, schizo splatter rampage
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 killer, retribution, climb aboard
See what fate's hand has in store
For your brutal massacre
Bitch, I'll sign your death note
As the wicked man
Fear make a bargain for your soul
In a portrait of a serial
Killer living the debt
Tried to muffle many screams of
Anguish within his head

In the blood inside
(I'm bleeding through every cut)
How many buckets of blood? How
Many buckets of blood? In the blood inside
(I'm bleeding 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 the hover
Over me in my dream more blood, more death
Less peace in the streets
What they scream as the hover
Over me in my dream

Now I'm a psycho killa with no mask on
Personality change
Disorder your whole faction
Fractions are the pieces I let em find
In captions written in blood
Inscribed behind
Refrigerators and your new temple
Describe the crime
And a video of me doing it
To fuck up your mind
Better retreat while you can
Or render in my axis' safety
Know we'll open hands
I'm the unspeakable man
And now I own your evil, grow limp
Your DNA has been stolen, cloned, then frozen
And placed inside of the chosen
Your guns are nothing
Better run from something
That can summon you to your knees
And end all of your suffering


Sick to death, capture what's left
Of a killer on a rampage
Leaving a bloody mess
No one can stop this evil that transcends
In my brain and ends in 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 beheading me
Fantasy, say I'm living in the clouds
Talk a lot of shit and make
Sure every bit of it's loud
Evil's coming in the form of the twins
And bringing 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

The animated demon also destroyed most
Of the man's posessions leaving
The shattered belongings scattered among
His own bloody remains