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Grab your shit and saddle up, there's a blood moon out tonight,
There's a demon down in Mexico, and it's for his blood we ride
With this help from Kid, we'll track him down, there's no place he can hide
Through spirit caves and shallow graves with vengeance by our side

The scent grows strong, death comes right on cue
Sleepy town distant cries, Cucuy has been through
The smell of burning flesh is making Burton sick
There's carnage on the wind, storm's a coming quick

The sky cracks open with it's white hot light, like a pack of hungry wolves running through the night
We won't stop 'til he's hanging from a pole
With a thirst for the blood that's running through his veins, hot on his filthy heels, we begin to gain
And, like this thunder, soon his savage head will roll

In daylight it's hot as hell, our horses slowing to a crawl
the dust settles in our bloodshot eyes, the sun laughs before it falls
when darkness comes, no time for sleep, won't lay lay our heads to rest
the night brings out the stench of him, it's when we hunt him best

The beast is close, we harden our resolve
No tears, no pain, just bulls with uncut balls
The rain slicks off our coats, we're knee-deep in this shit
Just over in the graveyard, a throat's been hacked slit

We dig our heels into our steeds
Flinging mud as we barrel down the street
Past the mission to the cemetery, prepared to be death's missionary
We're pissing scared as his reddened eyes we meet
He leaps into a tomb above the ground
We blast the stone to rubble, he is nowhere to be found

The sky cracks open with its white hot light, El Cucuy is still out ripping through the night
He'll leave your crackling head upon a pole
No rosary will save your skin, you can lock up tight, he will still get in
He comes for you when savage thunder rolls

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from 1876: The Ballad of Wolfe Burton, released November 17, 2017

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