Beaten Back To Pure

My words fall deaf on ears one hundred years and damned
Wavering in my own fucking dread
Weve all made out by knife and ambience
Something for my head
Sheep shank for two
Repay, race towards the inner filth
Crossing over the line, bromide
Begone afterglow
Retard yet blazing towards the Sun
You know me, I still have to shine
Semirigid and thankless
Rot overnight
Myself force me tomorrow life
Now rest assured
Too good for me was it the other way
Ride on, ride on
My ol lady gives me doom by night
I am thinkin
Im the King of Kings
Cripple june at night I lay down below
Full of lesions but I am the only way
Take it or leave it
Rebel flags razor blades
My soul swarn enemy
Rising ignore my eyes
Raging calamity lane
[ Acolyte Lyrics ]