Ballad Of Solomon Eagle - Live At Bloodstock Open Air Festival / 2012

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Twisted tyrant master headed for disaster
Want the cities to crash and burn
Heading to the country, I know they'll never catch me
Take what's mine and I'll never return

Prophet to the unborn, primal need for scorn
Can't put a price on my sanity
Preacher for the suffering, I'm the king of nothing
But I will reign for eternity

I think I'm losing my mind
Got no conception of right
These visions scarring my brain
I'm slowly going insane

Come kneel before me, let the world abhor me
Words will lead you from misery
My own religion, my sadistic vision
Turning death into prophecy

I think I'm losing my mind
Got no conception of right
These visions scarring my brain
I'm slowly going insane

Sing it

But I think I'm losing my mind
Got no conception of right
These visions scarring my brain
I'm slowly going insane

Bloodstock, thank you, you're the best

Thank you so much, everybody
Cheers



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Ward, Joe Hoare, Chris Turner, Martyn Millard
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