[INTRO] IT'S KRAMPUS TIME! OH YEAH IT'S KRAMPUS MOTHER FUCKING TIIIIIIME! [VERSE 1] HELLO LITTLE KIDDOS YEAH IM TALKING TO YOU! IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE NAUGHTY CHILDREN AND YOU'RE PAYMENT IS DUE! SO NOW DON'T YOU WHINE AND FUCKING FALL IN LINE AND BEND OVER LITTLE FUCKER AND BARE YOU'RE BARE BEHIND! FOR IT'S FUCKING WHIPPING TIME! [CHORUS] ITS THAT TIME OF YEAR MY FRIEND THAT THE KRAMPUS FROM THE FROZEN MOUNTAINS DECENDS! YOU KNOW HE'S COMING WITH THE WHIPS AND THE CHAINS, AND AS ALWAYS THE BASKET DOES REMAIN, HELD ON HIS BACK, FOR WHEN HE'S ON THE ATTACK, FOR FUCKING ROTTEN CHILDREN TO MAKE A ROTTEN SNACK! WHIPPED AND BOUND, NO BONES OR BODY'S FOUND, WHEN THE KRAMPUS COMES AROUND INTO THE BASKET, THERE'S NO CASKET, HE CONSUMES ALL THAT ABOUNDS, OF CHILDREN WHO ARE WICKED! (WICKED!) [VERSE 2] HIS DARKNESS KNOWS NO BOUNDS, TO SHARPENED POINTS HIS HORNS ARE NEATLY GROUND! ALL THE BETTER FOR THE POKING AND IMPALING OF HE'S PRAY THAT HE CAN SMELL AND WHEN THEY TRY TO RUN AWAY, THE FOOLISH LITTLE VAGRANTS WILL BECOME PRAY THAT WILL NOT SEE ANOTHER DAY! [CHORUS] ITS THAT TIME OF YEAR MY FRIEND THAT THE KRAMPUS FROM THE FROZEN MOUNTAINS DECENDS! YOU KNOW HE'S COMING WITH THE WHIPS AND THE CHAINS, AND AS ALWAYS THE BASKET DOES REMAIN, HELD ON HIS BACK, FOR WHEN HE'S ON THE ATTACK, FOR FUCKING ROTTEN CHILDREN TO MAKE A ROTTEN SNACK! WHIPPED AND BOUND, NO BONES OR BODY'S FOUND, WHEN THE KRAMPUS COMES AROUND INTO THE BASKET, THERE'S NO CASKET, HE CONSUMES ALL THAT ABOUNDS, OF CHILDREN WHO ARE WICKED! (WICKED!) [INTERLUDE] [VERSE 3] SO IF YOUR CHILDREN ARE A PAIN RIGHT IN YOUR HOLE, IF THEY ARE NOTHING BUT A DRAIN, ON YOUR WALLET AND YOUR SOUL! HE UNDERSTANDS THAT TIMES ARE HARD AND IF YOU FIND THAT FINANCIAL BURDEN IS DESERVEN OF A QUICK UNTIMELY EXIT, WHEN THE LITTLE BASTERD LEAST EXPECTS IT, THE HORNED REAPER, (CHILD KEEPER), WILL DELIVER LUMPS OF COAL, AS A PLACE HOLDER, A FEW BLACK BOULDERS, THAT AT LEAST YOU WILL FIND USEFUL, AS A MEANS TO KEEP YOUR HOME FULL OF MORE HEAT THAN RANCID CHILD MEAT, THAT WILL MAKE A LOVELY MORSEL, FOR THE KRAMPUS! THE KRAMPUS! (KRAMPUS, ALL HAIL, IN HELL ,THE ROTTEN SOULS WILL DWEL!) [CHORUS] ITS THAT TIME OF YEAR MY FRIEND THAT THE KRAMPUS FROM THE FROZEN MOUNTAINS DECENDS! YOU KNOW HE'S COMING WITH THE WHIPS AND THE CHAINS, AND AS ALWAYS THE BASKET DOES REMAIN, HELD ON HIS BACK, FOR WHEN HE'S ON THE ATTACK, FOR FUCKING ROTTEN CHILDREN TO MAKE A ROTTEN SNACK! WHIPPED AND BOUND, NO BONES OR BODY'S FOUND, WHEN THE KRAMPUS COMES AROUND INTO THE BASKET, THERE'S NO CASKET, HE CONSUMES ALL THAT ABOUNDS, OF CHILDREN WHO ARE WICKED! (WICKED!) [BREAK DOWN] [OUTRO] IT'S KRAMPUS TIME! OH YEAH IT'S KRAMPUS MOTHER FUCKING TIIIIIIME! [FADE OUT] [END]
