Hell’s Bells and Buckets of Blood

Music: Exhumathor, Lyrics: Nekrozaurus

I am a bat-winged angel
I am a twin-hoofed saint
I am your fiery patron
A charming ball of a hate

I am Tom Waits on steroids
I am the rumbling drums
I am the evil spirits
A god that just got drunk

Get up like a razzle dazzle
In a flaming Cadillac
Riding through the scorching desert
With a dragon on my back

I am death, and I am famine
I am war, and I am plague
Like a blood-hound comes a-running
Aiming for a pulsing vein

Hells bells and buckets of blood
Hells bells and buckets of blood
Hells bells and buckets of blood
Hells bells and buckets of blood

I am the spawn of Nile
I’m Anput’s bastard son
I’m censored from the Bible
Yeah, I’m the chosen one

 

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