Glory Kingdom The Number Twelve Looks Like You

I am a man who hunts at night
I am a man who bathes in tiger's blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles

Only the wise speak of a place
With such elegance and grace

In a crumbling civilization
There is only one place to journey to

With my dogs, I will search
Mush, mush, mush, mush
Mush, mush, mush, mush

Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom

A dream of running freely through
The buttery nipple mountains

My sword longs to be
Wrapped with flesh

Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom
Pray for the Kingdom