THE KRAMPUS Hear the bells, Christmas bells, ringing in the distance, Past the moon, across the sky, we knew him in an instant A small lad from the town, in the valley far below Shouts look up! to all, “I can see Rudophs bright red nose” way up there, the small reindeer, pointing out the way the gangs all here, as twelve more appear, to guide old Santa’s sleigh Santa brings a special glee, a sparkle to the eye But brats take haste, the Krampus comes, to darken up the sky A jolly old soul with a heart of gold, Santa Claus is coming With cloven hoofs and goatish horns, the Krampus sends em’ running As good Saint Nick, will fill with toys, his magical red sack The Krampus has a birch club, strapped across his back Much larger then his counterpart, with fur from head to toe Two horns as large as antlers, and claws where hands should go All the naughty children, in rusty chains are bound Theyll smell the stench of brimstone, as it rises through the ground The earth will start to rumble, there’s fire all around The pits of hell will open wide, and he’ll throw the children down So sinister a creature, this frigid hungry beast Will eat their burning bodies, for a crispy Christmas treat as Santa leaves our snowy town the remaining kids will gather round for their friends theyll shed a final tear and know that the Krampus will be back in a year!
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 16:26:27 +0000
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