| Message to a Horney Planet Crimes of sin, your time has come Bounty hunter is on the run Looking to catch you in the trade The souls you sell and steal away Will come back to haunt you soon…someday Chorus: Devil wears em on his head Lies and deception is what she’s fed Horns of hell your time has come Bounty hunter’s on the run, once he finds you…. You’ll be well done! Don’t you see it sons of sin? Trades of flesh on the innocent Luring young girl’s with heart shaped lies Then sentencing them to pay the price Just to satisfy your hungry need for more control and currency! Chorus: Devil wears em on his head Lies and deception is what she’s fed Horns of hell your time has come Bounty hunter’s on the run, once he finds you…. You’ll be well done! Horney Planet heed this call Bounty Hunter’s marked you all The souls you’ve taken and those you hold Will surely find their souls way back home But you horned man will stand to face the brimstone gates of hell ALONE! MJC All Rights Reserved 02-28-2008 |