Lyrics Back Country Meth Massacre - Horde Casket

Back Country Meth Massacre

They’re after you
Stockpile weapons in your trailer
Peering through the blinds
Dark shadows everywhere
Up for days on end
Stress and pressure growing
Hallucinations taking hold
Delusions multiply
Coming after you — demonic images
Unable to distinguish reality from fantasy
Pacing bak and forth
Dizzy from turning in circles
Your paranoia growing
It’s reached the breaking point
Your gun is loaded
And now you’re firing at your fears
Demonic images are humans
Coming after you — demonic antichrist
Kill everything you see
One more bowl of ice
You take out your gun and start shooting them
Unloading the rounds of bullets
Murdering demonic images of
Your own manifestation
Demonic images or humans?
Running before you will know
Death is in your path
You don’t know which murders were real
Return to the trailer
For more backcountry meth cooking
Death is in your path
You can’t remember your name
Mixing the ingredients all night
The ultimate concoction to feed your carving
One small mistake and now
The trailer explodes in flames
Deadly chemicals cover your body
Blinding your eyes, body is burning