Fire Born Cage (Ft. Sam Hill)
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(Maniac laughter of a daemon)
Let’s drift off - and let the night side call us
Deep into the forest, with demons and they lawless
So devout that! You wouldn’t even speak to him!
Until you thought! What if we’re more than sheep to him
Black gardener! Black fortress!
Black torches - light up ravens eating corpses
Drinks wolfs blood and a perfume lambs
As he sat within a circle a left hands, “What say us? The reaper won’t betray us
Pain - suffering - sweet death ... and chaos!
From the shadows, an eclipse to make you kids scream
Like a fellow student with an AR-15
Drunk, when called upon, he who plows the field of bones
Sick. Post-caving your head in with healing stones
You didn’t really want to escape life, you should’ve pumped the brake lights - laughing at your wake life
Your vanity - is making you panicky
Qause it unlocks the door, unto your fantasy
Which is only locked on what your fans to see
But he will smell the rotten - now that Sam is free
He walks the earth, is my ode to thee! I will burn down the vatican!
Make potpourri
The pages led me to hear, so if you followith
The path will lead you straight - into the black monolith
Let’s drift off - and let the night side call us
Deep into the forest, with demons and they lawless
So devout that! You wouldn’t even speak to him!
Until you thought! What if we’re more than sheep to him
Black gardener! Black fortress!
Black torches - light up ravens eating corpses
Drinks wolfs blood and a perfume lambs
As he sat within a circle a left hands, “What say us? The reaper won’t betray us
Pain - suffering - sweet death ... and chaos!
From the shadows, an eclipse to make you kids scream
Like a fellow student with an AR-15
Drunk, when called upon, he who plows the field of bones
Sick. Post-caving your head in with healing stones
You didn’t really want to escape life, you should’ve pumped the brake lights - laughing at your wake life
Your vanity - is making you panicky
Qause it unlocks the door, unto your fantasy
Which is only locked on what your fans to see
But he will smell the rotten - now that Sam is free
He walks the earth, is my ode to thee! I will burn down the vatican!
Make potpourri
The pages led me to hear, so if you followith
The path will lead you straight - into the black monolith
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