Luyện nghe bài hát Punkinhed

You even envision in the darkest cathoclisms
Of your mind as its throws you into aneurysms
It's got your blood clotting and your veins rotting
The very of my name has got you grave plotting
I was brought into this wold up on a mission
And a ritual got my fucking ass up and kicking
And stepping bout to turn this bitch red
Coming up out the ground like the return of the living dead
I'm feigning for your and I'm as sick as the fever
Try to fuck with a monster you better it to beaver
Cause I'm for your life you been marked by the beast
I'm going to eat your fucking soul so be to be deceased

Close eyes turn around
And say my
A drop of on the ground
For drop of pain
No back now it's done
is said
I am
I am
I am the

Thirty seven years and resting in the pieces
Skin falling off the and maggots stuck in the creases
Got me feeling pissed off and on whole other level
Now I'm from hell to do the work of the devil
A crucifix in my pocket another place and time
I was found but now I'm
I could see but now I'm
Blinded to the fact I'll never inside the light
Now i wait the darkness til I'm called out by the night
I'm a fucking rhyme on the school playground
Jumping rope throwing rocks little kids play
Screaming out my pray not to wake up dead
Put a cross on your front door to away the Punkinhed

Cross my heart and to die
stick a needle in my eye
To keep me to the sight
When PunkinHed tonight