Campfire

By Dead Daze

On Hypnosis

Released on May 11, 2015

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[Intro: Basick Musick & Dieabolik The Monster]

Break you! (Yeah)

Break you! (Yeah)

We'll sow (Yeah)


[Verse 1: Dieabolik]

Welcome to your lake; where your campsite? I'll be stalkin' it

Starin' by a tree, pickin' targets while they walkin' in (Yeah)

I see a family, a dog, they all done

Got an axe the size of Smallz One (Yo brain!)

I've never killed a family but I can guarantee that

Bodies are easy to hide, I put 'em where the leaves at

Death, I wanna see that (Yeah)

Where my fuckin' team at? (Yeah)

Snuff 'em in the forest, I'm killin' off tourists

They never had a chance like a braindead baby

When they limbs crackin' like I lit a pack of M-80's

I'm a little bit crazy (what), little bit mad

They cried like a bitch when I swing the big axe

I put they bodies in the campfire

After I drank all they blood like a vampire (Vampire)

What the fuck makes you worth it?

I'm lookin' for perfection when I murder person


[Chorus: Basick Musick]

There is nothin' they can do to save you

I'm the type to piece you together so I can break you

I'm prayin' you make it through to the sunrise

Torturing you until your black blood runs dry


[Interlude]

There's something about that primal campfire tale. That urban legend saying that struck a nerve. Knowing that somebody out there could actually do this to another human being. It actually makes you sick. It's something that could happen just by takin' a wrong turn off the highway. I was extremely frightened

(We'll sow)


[Verse 2: Smallz One]

When the sun goes down, everything goes black

When the blood runs through the water, you can't even see that

What I call home is your Final Destination

Family vacation at Crystal Lake, break your face in (Ooh)

Erradication of your wife and your children

Multiple homicides I repeat 'cause we film them

Dieabolik cut 'em up, that axe is too big for me

Set 'em up for death, watch me chase down your family

Inside of these woods I am home sweet home

Decorate my place with your first-born's bones

I am not alone, never was, never will be

The hills might have eyes but they don't see what I see

I be the noise you investigate

Enterin' your wife's tent with the intent to rape

Another confusing case right here at Murder Lake

Campfire cookout, human bodies' ablaze (We'll sow)


[Chorus: Basick Musick]

There is nothin' they can do to save you

I'm the type to piece you together so I can break you

I'm prayin' you make it through to the sunrise

Torturing you until your black blood runs dry


[Interlude]

Knowing that somebody out there could actually do this to another human being. It actually makes you sick. It's something that could happen just by takin' a wrong turn off the highway. I was extremely frightened. It's a sickening story. I mean, this guy cuts people up with a chainsaw. It's awful


[Chorus: Basick Musick]

There is nothin' they can do to save you

I'm the type to piece you together so I can break you

I'm prayin' you make it through to the sunrise

Torturing you until your black blood runs dry


[Outro]

[A huntress?] murderer that would kill his victims and then, uh, skin them and cover lampshades and then furniture such as that. And that stuck in my mind, and that stuck in my mind, and that stuck in my mind, and that stuck in my mind, and that stuck in my mind. It was transformed by the, uh, face that he wears. (We'll)