Текст Twiztid – Buckets Of Blood

Madrox:
Bloody Buddy laughin’ like an old man only lovely among the ruins and waste lands vision of hell skitzo 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

Chorus:
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin’ through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of Blood.
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin’ 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 dreams.
(MORE) blood (MORE) death (LESS) peace in the Streets
(what they Scream) as the Hover over me in my dreams.

Monoxide:
Now I’m a Psycho Killa with no mask On personality change disorder your whole faction
fraction of the pieces I let ’em find and captions written in Blood Describe behind refrigerators in the new temple describe the climb we doin’ what we doin’ just to fuck up your mind better retreat while you can or render in my axe 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 something’ that can
Summon you to your knees and end all of your sufferin’.

Chorus:
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of Blood.
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin 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 dreams.
(MORE) blood (MORE) death (LESS) peace in the Streets
(what they Scream) as the Hover over me in my dreams.

Monoxide:
Sick to death capture what’s left of a killer on a rampage leaven a bloody mess no one can stop this Evil
that transcends in my brain and ends and blood stains of your family and your..

Madrox:
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 liven In the clouds talk alotta shit make sure every bit of its out evils comin’ in the form of the twins bringin’ hell to devour all your horrible sins cause the judgemental Devil wanna make you bite your tongue and push you to the pint where you truly don’t give a fuck.

Chorus:
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin’ through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of Blood.
In the Blood inside (I’m bleedin’ 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 dreams.
(MORE) blood (MORE) death (LESS) peace in the Streets
(what they Scream) as the Hover over me in my dreams.