[Monoxide:] You couldn’t see the clearing from the road So, alone I sit, my legs folded and eyes closed This is the place that I go To come to grips that my sanity’s juxtaposed With insanity, overload And I’m afraid of my soul When I’m back here, I’m all alone There ain’t no screaming for help When you're gone, they’ll never know
[Jamie Madrox:] All the way to the drowning Heavy stick in my hand and my heart, it keeps pounding I'm holding them under And their faces turn blue and I'm watching for wonder See I hunt them like wild lions And I catch em and kill em and cut em with hunting knife Taxidermy like Mormons, stuff their body with leaves and replace vital organs The thing that's important, is to never dispose of the edible organs Delicious and morbid like a bucket of blood and a handful of organs A place in the woods, where no one will hear you dying or seeing you live again Rest here, you're home now, I'll keep you here with all of them
[Hook:] Sometimes when you look in the woods, the woods... Look back "I don't like to be-" there's no one in the… I am the woods Do you believe in the devil? I- I shouldn't of gone in there Stop going there, -do you go in there for? "Hey, stay out of the woods!"
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Off in the shadows on darkest of nights There stands the heartless, his targets in sight Underbrush overgrown, death stays hidden Moss growth camouflage, body parts missin' Trophy collection connected to the prize Like to hear em scream, always look em in the eyes Where my disguise is the face of a victim Get excited everytime I knife sticks em Watch em die in a place in the woods, the sensation feel so good Drag em to the cabin, singing and laughing Addicted to the feelin', so appealin' is the killin'
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[Jamie Madrox:] I'm taking them antlers, night is black as a panther Lost in the rapture as I torture the victim I've captured No hearin' the screams of me stabbin' behind, on the side of vacational cabins There’s darkly shadows somewhere deep in woods where I have them Tall trees, and the leaves they love the breeze It’s so peaceful and secluded with horror you can’t believe The begger repeating "please", broken down upon your knees Hands quiver, come now bleed out until it reds the streets
[Monoxide:] They wanna get up inside of my head, never I don't care what the doctors said In the woods with a bag full of smoke for cover It just makes me feel better, just keeping it real when I Tell you not to go in the woods Cause I’m back there and I will sever Head from neck, put em in a hole And I call the show cause it’s dug fresh Anything left, dig another hole And burn that shit like I’m learnin' it Crime scene tight like a tourniquet In the woods I’m on my murder shit Love to watch the blood squirt a bit Just cover it up with the dirt like this