Tainted Blood Courses Through My Veins

[Intro]
Devereaux Devereaux Devereaux

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill]
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will nеver die (Ayy)
Yeah, thе wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die

[Verse 1: Darby O'Trill]
Ever since I was a kid I have been possessed by the wicked shit
Suicidalist, a disciple of the first six
Only Bodies Left Behind booming up out of the whip
A wretched house of pain is the place where I lived
KGP and ICP got me hooked onto violence
Bedlam had the parents asking where the fuck their child is
Black rain falls on a nation ahead of time and space
Lunatics are in the hall waiting to bring you to your fate
I sing the graveyard blues to get in touch with my dark half
My eyes pale white but my blood and my heart's black
I'm the shy one from the Circus of Corpses
A circle saw and axe got your body leaking out organs

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill]
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die
The wicked shit is still alive, the wicked shit will never die (Ayy)
Yeah, the wicked shit will never die

[Verse 2: Darby O'Trill]
Bloody bodies burning, crucifixes, triple sixes
The styles of the mystic, this is strictly for the wicked
Send me to the mental ward, my brain still earning stitches
I come from the beyond, I speak in tongues that you find cryptic
Eleven thirty four Hell Standard Time
A dead and dirty party with redrum on my mind
InsanO on a killing spree, a cannibal clown
I found the Barn of the Naked Dead and I burnt that bitch down
I put your boys in the box for trying to reason with the psycho
Leave you hanging by your entrails off of a light post
Born with a maggot face, horns, and tainted flesh
I sing songs with the witch and attempt to wake the dead