Skin the Lamb
Peasants, Demons, Fathers
How Will You Reign?
From the lion on his finger
To the script upon his arm
Man I wish I wish I wish
To fly with dragons in a land apart
From the burden on his shoulders
To the star up on his palm
Man I wish I wish to free the beast
So it seems he has succumb
Well Leased the being will
Deem deceased
The Pot still filled with gold
As the little gremlin scales the fence Impales the last rainbow
Fucked
Once his organ has done bled
Thy presence hissed away
This life to test his pound of flesh's been dealt and swept away
Well Leased the being will
Deem deceased
The Pot still filled with gold
As the little gremlin scales the fence then pales the last rainbow
Fucked
Once his organ has done bled
Thy presence hissed away
This life to test his pound of flesh's been dealt and swept away
Round and round
And round and round
This fateful story goes
So deep the cut sustained
Will drain The luck stuck in his grace remains in hate
Result residing space up in my brain so full of woes
And round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Metamorphosis
Kill the prophesies
Destroy the good in all
Reincarnation is the the highest form of perseverance
Impose your will as the negative energy exudes from your body
Leaving nothing and everything behind
How Will You Reign?
From the lion on his finger
To the script upon his arm
Man I wish I wish I wish
To fly with dragons in a land apart
From the burden on his shoulders
To the star up on his palm
Man I wish I wish to free the beast
So it seems he has succumb
Well Leased the being will
Deem deceased
The Pot still filled with gold
As the little gremlin scales the fence Impales the last rainbow
Fucked
Once his organ has done bled
Thy presence hissed away
This life to test his pound of flesh's been dealt and swept away
Well Leased the being will
Deem deceased
The Pot still filled with gold
As the little gremlin scales the fence then pales the last rainbow
Fucked
Once his organ has done bled
Thy presence hissed away
This life to test his pound of flesh's been dealt and swept away
Round and round
And round and round
This fateful story goes
So deep the cut sustained
Will drain The luck stuck in his grace remains in hate
Result residing space up in my brain so full of woes
And round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Round and round and round and round this fateful story goes
Metamorphosis
Kill the prophesies
Destroy the good in all
Reincarnation is the the highest form of perseverance
Impose your will as the negative energy exudes from your body
Leaving nothing and everything behind
Credits
Writer(s): Zaki Hunter
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