The Blood Will Flow At Christmas (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved) Lyrics

I am the Krampus hiding under your bed

And when you're asleep, I'll saw off your head

I'll pop it in a box and wrap it lovely

Or maybe I'll hang it from my Christmas tree

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow and I will fill my glass

And it will taste of brandy

The blood will flow this Christmas

Your headless body I will stash in my sack

And hoist it on up onto my back

And when I get home, I'll strip all of your flesh

And I'll add your bones onto my nest

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow and I will fill my glass

And it will taste of brandy

The blood will flow this Christmas

All the juicy bits I will put into a stew

With the skin I'll make a crackling to have with a brew

Anything left over I'll put in Tupperware

And pop it in the freezer for another day

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow and I will fill my glass

And it will taste of brandy

The blood will flow this Christmas

The blood will flow, I'll nibble on your toe

Gristle and bone, You're never going home

The blood will flow, I'll nibble on your toe

Gristle and bone, You're never going home

The blood will flow, I'll nibble on your toe

Gristle and bone, You're never going home