Night Spikes

Lyrics
Murdering royalty Is my only fucking birthright The torch lights the path that we march at night I wanna see them all tied up To the mast of the triple six dreadnaught I got a spiritual sickness I didn't kill god but I killed the witness The king has met his match He's got an itch on his neck That only a dagger will scratch They want mountain air But they're afraid of heights They want a metaphor How about a knife fight Heads of authority hang decoration Total fucking freedom is my declaration Don't invite me to your nightlife shit The clubs I like got spikes through it Your god's a terrorist I leap from the parapet I'm severing the trinity cus I am the cerberus Seven heads and ten horns Scarlet beast carved in blasphemous names I'm sniping from the hip enthralled with pain No more a spiritual sickness I did kill god and I fucked the witness So don't invite me to your nightlife shit The clubs I like got spikes through it All beasts have but one name So pick your deceiver Just know when your time comes I'll be your usurper
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