Luyện nghe bài hát Punkinhed

You cannot even envision in the cathoclisms
Of your fucking mind as its throws you into
It's got your blood and your fucking veins rotting
The very of my name has got you grave plotting
Cause I was brought into this up on a mission
And a voodoo ritual got my fucking ass up and
And high stepping bout to turn this red
Coming up out the ground like the return of the living dead
I'm feigning for brains and I'm as sick as the fever
Try to fuck a monster you better leave it to beaver
Cause I'm coming for your life you marked by the beast
I'm going to eat fucking soul so be prepared to be deceased

Close eyes turn around
And say my
A of blood on the ground
For every of pain
No turning back now done
is said
I am
I am
I am the

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

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