Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Burning, artist - F.K.Ü.. Album song 1981, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 02.11.2017
Record label: Despotz
Song language: English
The Burning |
| A practical joke gone horribly wrong |
| Burned Cropsy to a crisp and then some |
| Hospitalised, biding this time |
| He’s back with a hedge trimmer to grind |
| Back at the camp, it’s fright night |
| Lurking in the woods near the old campsite |
| Happy young campers soon to be dead |
| Ripe for the slaughter that lies ahead |
| Don’t look, he’ll see you |
| Don’t breathe, he’ll hear you |
| The Burning |
| When the shears swing the fingers go |
| Stab one in the throat and watch the blood flow |
| Split another skull and the brains pour out |
| Armed with an axe, make them shout |
| A flamethrower used in the final attack |
| But this time he’ll loose, a revenge setback |
| Nailed by an axe, it’s understood |
| Now Cropsy will burn, and burn for good |
| Don’t look, he’ll see you |
| Don’t breathe, he’ll hear you |
| The Burning |
| Cropsy’s back for revenge |
| All dressed in black |
| It’s not just a tale |
| This legend is real |
| Should have never come out here |
| Your end is near |
| Gather round the campfire if you want to die! |
| Don’t look, he’ll see you |
| Don’t breathe, he’ll hear you |
| Don’t move, you’re dead! |
| Don’t… |
| The Burning |