Madrox:
Bloody body laughin like an old man only lovely
among thurowins 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
dorstep Kill the Killa retribution climb abord see
what faiths hand has instore for your brutal
massacre bitch is like a death note as the wicked
man fear make a bargan for your soul in a portrait
of a cereal killa livin or dead try to huffle many
screams of anguish within his head.

Chorus:
In the Blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of
Blood. In the Blood inside (I bleed in 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 cloaned and frozen and
placed inside of the Chosen Your guns are nothin
better run from somthin that can Summin you to
your knees and end all of your sufferin.

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In the Blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of
Blood. In the Blood inside (I bleed in 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.

Madrox/Monoxide:
Sick to death capture what's left of a killer on a
rampage leaven a bloody mess noone can stop this
Evil that transense 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 point where you truely don't give a fuck.

Chorus:
In the Blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of
Blood. In the Blood inside (I bleed in 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.