Krampus Night

All the bad kids on
Krampus Night
Better hold on tight
For dear life
As he counts your sins
One by one
You can't outrun
Hel's first son

I don't know what I was thinking
Constantly just misbehaving
Now I hear these footprints creeping
I wish that I was still sleeping
Instead I'm just sat here weeping
Hoping that I won't get eaten
Is this 'cause I have been cheating?
Looking over shoulders, peeking
At the answers I was needing
What was that? The floorboard's creaking
December fifth's a day for pleading
For bad children who need beating
What'd I do to get this treatment?
I'm too scared to start screaming
Is this for the kids I'm teasing
Even though I know they're grieving?
I can't describe how I'm feeling
God, I pray that I'm just dreaming
What is it that I keep hearing?!
I'm breathing so hard, I'm wheezing
My heart rate keeps on increasing
Is this all 'cause I was stealing
From my dad's wallet this evening?
Money now looks unappealing

All the bad kids on
Krampus Night
Better hold on tight
For dear life
As he counts your sins
One by one
You can't outrun
Hel's first son

Krampus, no longer a myth
His arsenal is chains, whips and sticks
What will he use to beat me with?
What did I do to deserve this?
He lunges towards me real quick
Hand over my mouth with a grip
That's when I realise what I did
Here's something that I will admit
I've always been a greedy kid
Constantly up to my old tricks
My young brother was only six
Weeks old, throwing his hissy fits
My dad and mum gave him a kiss
Then went to bed and called it quits
I thought that I would get more gifts
If Santa had some to dismiss
I place my hand over his lips
And nose, so that I end it quick
My punishment will be drastic
I'm thrown at the wall, getting kicked
And beaten until my bones click
There's blood all over my blanket
I'm now placed inside his basket
I'd rather be in a casket

All the bad kids on
Krampus Night
Better hold on tight
For dear life
As he counts your sins
One by one
You can't outrun
Hel's first son
All the bad kids on
Krampus Night
Better hold on tight
For dear life
As he counts your sins
One by one
You can't outrun
Hel's first son

As they lie and steal with no regret
Come December fifth
Their fates are set
All the bad kids pray for Christmas Day
So far away
From their graves



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Sandells
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