Swamp Of Love

I was tripping down blackstar road
 It's where I found my new coyote coat
 I took her home and showed her to the buck knife
 I hung her out on my tree so she could dry
 But this wasn't your usual roadkill
 It held the curse of the Little Miss Jack spell
 Soon as I stepped out of my home
 I felt this feeling inside of my bones
 I started running to the blood stained road
 To try to find the ol' pack of coyotes
 This wasn't your usual dead pup
 It held a soul that picked me up
 Now I could hear every voice of the path
 They said they knew why I had come back
 They said I was possessed by Little Miss Jack
 To kill the man who's been setting traps
 This wasn't your usual coot
 It held the curse of the ol' coyote
 I never did wake up from the trance
 I killed every man with traps in his hands
 I killed every man to walk down this path
 I killed everyone for Little Miss Jack