Killer Crispim

Killer Crispim

(Bernardo Aurélio)

 

When the moon is in the high sky
And the Old Monk flows to the sea
His big head rises on the edge.

Step by step, the lonely creature

Emerges from the muddy river.

His killer’s eyes look for a victim,
Looking for an innocent Maria.

 

The monster crosses the dark street,
Lurking in the darkest corners.
The calm waters are thirsty,
They hide a wickedness that
Cannot be washed away, carried off.
Crispim, the killer fisherman,
Driven to his dark hysteria.

 

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

Many, many years ago...
A terrible mother’s curse was cast.
When a dark spell seized the kid:
“You will never see again the light of the sun

Seven girls you’ll have to kill,
Ungrateful son! You shall fulfill my will,
You don’t understand the love of a mom.”

 

You’ll turn into a hungry monster
And you will live beneath the dense river,
‘Cause you destroyed our lives when
You brought to light all our poverty.
Sick and mad, with nothing more to offer,
You raised your hand above your head;

You brought your fist down on me.

 

 

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

 

Many moons have passed since that day,
Six little girls, six innocent Marias,
Screamed and bled their lives away.
When the seventh soul falls down,
He'll be a normal man again.
But don't forget, this can only be

If the seventh soul in the river drowns!

 

Books pressed against her chest
Her white skin and fresh meat
Waiting for the bus, but it's too late
For the little and pretty girl.

It runs in a frenzy, without a doubt,
With fingers Craving for a horror song
Shrieking from the virgin mouth,

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

Crispim is so insane!

So Run and pray!
Just run away!
Try to live!
But anyway, You will die
Before the next day.

 

His hate and hunger decrease
The wind blows so strong
It’s the end of a mother’s curse
Crispim is no longer the same
The river is no more his home
But the curse doesn't dispel
'Cause Crispim has no more choice.

His eyes are like the cold moon
The madness courses through his veins.
His fate is sealed, nothing he can do.

Evil is a virus that feeds and grows.

The curse no more matters

It’s the lovely heritage for a son.

The eighth death will come soon

 

Killer Crispim, here to slay!

So Run and pray!

Just run away!

Try to live!

But anyway, You will die

Before the next day.

 

Killer Crispim, here to slay!

So Run and pray!

Just run away!

Try to live!

But anyway, You will die

Before the next day.