Emil Bulls

You wake up, crowded in a sea of red,
a horses head next to you in bed. (x4)
You can run, you can hide, no you can’t get away! (x4)
No Escape!!
I will haunt you down!
Like superglue in your eyedrops,
A cigarette stub in your favourite drink,
The knife behind the gloryhole,
My true intend is your delight.
You’re gonna squeal like a pig
when I come to your home!
like Charlie’s Disciples I creepy crawl (x2)
You can run, you can hide, no you can’t get away! (x4)
No Escape!!