House Of Krazees
Nosferatu
[Intro]
Be prepared to enter a world
Stranger than you have ever imagined

[Verse 1: Mr. Bones]
I watch your body sway, I got the teeth as sharp as Ginsus
My species is Nosferatu, I got one eye, it’s red like R2-D2
I spot you, release my wings through downward sky
Landing in the park to make the pigeons fly
I don’t know why, but some of the times, I feel my status is a curse
Outliving mortal life, condemned to roam the Earth
For what it’s worth, my birthday I turned a thousand twenty-six
Stood before the sun to evade an eclipse
Press your lips to your fingertips, don’t say a word
Look into my eye, see no desire, goes unheard
Got to feed every twenty-four hours to keep my powers
As I sit atop the gothic towers watching cataclysmic showers
Blood is sour, bittersweet, thick, and bland
And when it dries, it turns brown beneath the fingers on my hand
My shadows dance, I scale the cyclone fence
Shadows of the moonlight make me feel so intense
I lash my teeth deep into your vein
Draining your existence until your body’s slain
So call it deranged, it's insane, but I got you
I leave two teeth marks in your neck, that’s the sign of Nosferatu
[Chorus]
They represent a triumph over death. Uh, people dread them, at the same time I think have a certain secret envy of the fact that a vampire never dies. And this is connected with the mystery of death itself and therefore, exerts an endless fascination

[Verse 2: R.O.C]
The unnatural grave diggin', spine chillin'
One thousand sections of night
Takin' sight from your pipes, you look up and I strike
This is your invite to come into the R.O.C’s mind
Bloodlines connect with the chimes when the sun blinds
Deeper then dirt, I slither like snakes
But human skin blends like chameleons, y'all look again
'Cause sometimes what you see, you don’t
Jokes through your head, you won't
Wanna see me in this state, I haunt
Like houses, cuttin' off crouches
So suckers throwing down, watch your ass
'cause I’m Nosferatu, bitch
Load in, cock, teeth as sharp as a Glock
Penetrate the neck, blood flows nonstop
If anyone from any, if it’s mine, no
If it’s my show, was there no show? Who cares, ho?
Yes I’m the loony in the house, crashin', head smashin'
We’s the fashion that y'all want to sport
So don’t play the end of the horse
'Cause I got a shovel, put it your ass
So remember who’s the boss
T-H and E, the R-O to the C
Nosferatu lives within me, so y'all be's dead
[Chorus]
They represent a triumph over death. Uh, people dread them, at the same time I think have a certain secret envy of the fact that a vampire never dies. And this is connected with the mystery of death itself and therefore, exerts an endless fascination

[Verse 3: Hektic]
Darkness, it's time to wreck shit, peep the perspective
Bram Stoker's Dracula can't fuck with Hektic, inject it
I keep them jugular veins pumping, making your body sway
As I sit back, meditate, sippin' on DNA
Plasmic, my style is phantasmagoric
Roaming round like a vagabond, creeping in forests
Nobody notice, I’m inside when you invite me
You wanna slice me, bring it on, somebody try me
Stay out the light see, underground my crew be shiesty
You live in a nightmare, fool don't try to bite me
Panic’s on, freezing you up, scared as fuck
Sacrificially I will induct
Seek and you shall find is what my origin believes
Until you bleed, my hunger thirsts just like a seed
Feed my soul, look to roll, I’m outta sight
Nosferatu out on a stroll, creeping at night

[Chorus]
They represent a triumph over death. Uh, people dread them, at the same time I think have a certain secret envy of the fact that a vampire never dies. And this is connected with the mystery of death itself and therefore, exerts an endless fascination
They represent a triumph over death. Uh, people dread them, at the same time I think have a certain secret envy of the fact that a vampire never dies. And this is connected with the mystery of death itself and therefore, exerts an endless fascination
They represent a triumph over death. Uh, people dread them, at the same time I think have a certain secret envy of the fact that a vampire never dies. And this is connected with the mystery of death itself and therefore, exerts an endless fascination