, let it pour red into this bloodbath instead this is our darkest hour hatred is what's feeding on power circle of demons feed on liberty circle of demons
hell fire demons, feast as you follow your course. Circle your prey at the end of the day, cover your tracks at all cost. Yeah, you puritan demons with
"My number is 11, as all their numbers who are of us. The Five Pointed Star, with a circle in the Middle, and the circle is Red. My colour is black to
Fame // For two bars I kept hearing in my head over and over again // It cost me everything // I?m convinced now that more than the truth is at stake
up like a puppy. All his friends call him Johnny The Junky. Always see him on tilt at the bar fallin' down. Always see him at a circle walkin' 'round
skies were united in a storm. Unholiness and all that's unblessed appeared in another form. Like a raging plague all across the land all women gave birth
in my head over and over again, it cost me everything [*beat changes back to the original beat*] I'm convinced now that more then truth is at stake
fire demons, feast as you follow your course. Circle your prey at the end of the day, cover your tracks at all cost. Yeah, you puritan demons with
