Tekster:
Higher Circle Of Death

t spray right But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight And that's on these four fingers I hold high Anybody who crosses

been trippin' in your sky I woke up adrift in a Technicolor bliss Ten million miles high I'm a Christian zombie by daylight Satan, he come trippin' 'round midnight Circle

my lies And all I wanted to was get real high Well, it's just one of my lies Why does my life have to be so small? Yet death is forever and does forever

of the kingdom Fly high to the sky My king, my pride Don't be afraid to rest In your grave in the west Now we are crying In the circle of the knights

, disappear We belong to the circle life of all creation We crawl, deny ourselves, refuse this evidence That we project our greatest fears on death and

Hate - memories tear me apart Live - never thougt it wold be that hard Time - always knew on my side Death - seems to be the only bride 'Cause you didn

--Verse 1-- Appetites reach all time highs No ones seems to care who dies Prey on every little thing in sight To kill or be Killed state of mind Anything

you worst so Now you headed to the skies above And I'm go and get high with ya bitch in the club Yeah, life's a bitch and death's a husband And you gonna

here and it stinks to high Hell! On we go day after day, worlds collide and machines take over Puritan demons display, like vultures they wait for death