[Lyric] FoxFire (Trappa Skunk)

Strange creatures are screaming in the green moonlight
I see living things crawling in the rotting wood

I'm plotting a spot for the next dead drop
I gotta leave the scene if you know what I mean
My head is cool but my blood is hot
I'm still waiting for the hex to stop
Expect what's next. Deflect the shot
Ectoplasm on my jeans
Walking barefoot on the slimy rocks
Tearing my skin on the spiny stalks

Ghosts of the outpost talking through the old tin can
I'm following the sound of the squawking crows aross this toxic land
There's a pox upon the people that I meet on the road as I go
I see it in their eyes. I smеll it on their clothes
They fеll into the spell of the poison well
I hear death knells from the bell

Foxfires are gleaming in the green moonlight
I see living things glowing in the rotting wood
I stopped at a spot where I could squat
I'm splitting my seams if you get what I mean
My head is hot but my blood is cold
I'm glowing like nocturnal mold
Reverse the curse. Release the hold
Grease and dirt on my jeans
Keep it clean in a filthy hole
I'm penetrating through your soul

Ghosts of the outpost talking through the old jukebox
I'm walking through the hail in the gloomy vale on the trail of the toxic fox
There's a lock on the gate by the edge of a dock by the lake
I break it with a rock and I make for the stock
I take what I need and I leave what I got
Then I shake my tail before the place gets hot