King of Ghosts

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Slug - Rock

King of Ghosts

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The gates have been broken we're off for the feast Lend me your hand and we'll lift up this beast Light up your lantern the hour is late What's in his belly will be on our plate Voices fill those who need to be fed Stare at the king with a fistful of bread What's in the stomach has burst into flame: Our throats have learned that nothing has changed Our mouths have shrunken and shriveled in size Stretched by consumption when we were alive This passion and trust - not easily earned We'll take you with us, when we return The gates have been broken we're off for the feast Lend me your hand and we'll lift up this beast Light up your lantern the hour is late What's in his belly will be on our plate Voices fill those who need to be fed Stare at the king with a fistful of bread What's in the stomach has burst into flame: Our throats have learned that nothing has changed Our mouths have shrunken and shriveled in size Stretched by consumption when we were alive This passion and trust - not easily earned We'll take you with us, when we return This racket and ruckus, I've seen it before Inflicting persuasion you can not ignore 'Cause nothing can fill what's empty inside Slamming the gates - forever denied

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