Death Day - Twiztid

For the next 24 hours

Any and all murder, madness, and mayhem

Will be legal in all states across our glorious America

We can only hope that the bloodshed will help to cleanse

Each and every one of your wretched souls

So join us, as we pledge our allegiance to the violence

And we commence the first annual Death Day

It’s been a century or two

They tried to erase the fool

Raised on what he will and what he won’t do

Mask of a killa that wait to stalk you

In a parking lot with a butcher knife

So true to the original

Ten or more points on the mouth line

Two eye holes, mostly orange on the outside

Black Hole Sun Soundgarden feeling outshined

Underneath the straight line on the lower south side

Home knife catch moonlight bred

Swipe left, up and down, in and out, dead

Couple dead bodies, no hands, no head

You could see the flies gathering the work shed

I ain’t even work yet, car vape rhymes in the dermis

High boys keep it ice cold like a thermos

Dirty wilin' out and we don’t need a purpose

To infect you with the rhymes and we service, you nervous

These birds are just killing it, hug it like the original

Kneel in the presence of the candle lit vigil

Throw whatever blessings and ceremony or rituals

Your impressions are still invisible

And we indivisble, skin so crazy, unpredictable

Exorcism in the lyrical, shit is far from spiritual

And we bringin' death like a funeral

Keep these crazy motherfuckers turnin' up and here we go

Only got 24 hours to purge out the system

To make a better person with the hate and the wisdom

Do you pledge your allegiance to the violence?

You right with the mutants and monsters beside us

Kill, kill, let em live till they die, die, die

Find a place to hide, run, run, hope they don’t find you

Too late the killas are behind you

Blood, there was so much blood

No telling what the fuck this was

You could hear it squishing through the rug

There was so much blood, so much blood

Make sure there’s no one left

Burn it down and then on to the next

Fuck this town, I ain’t done yet

The purge is coming, I’m about to set it on fire

Bring the gusto, it ain’t none yo, but if you must know

They call me a maniac, I’m more like a psycho

What’s the difference?

how the fuck should I know

I just want to purge tonight

Face painted got the urge and might

Now make it to the early light

Don’t take it like a scared and fight

Just know about that murderer life

Only got 24 hours to purge out the system

To make a better person with the hate and the wisdom

Do you pledge your allegiance to the violence?

You right with the mutants and monsters beside us

Kill, kill, let em live till they die, die, die

Find a place to hide, run, run, hope they don’t find you

Too late the killas are behind you

Kill, kill, let em live till they die, die, die

Find a place to hide, run, run, hope they don’t find you

Too late the killas are behind you, death

Kill, kill, die, die, run, run, too late the killas are behind you