Lord Of The Dusk Songtext

Gluecifer

von Soaring With The Eagles At Night To Rise With The Pigs In The Morning

Lord Of The Dusk Songtext
Nightfall and his axe is gettin dull
Wanna burn a candle wanna burn it in a scull
Writin' letters to a friend
Stains of make-up smeared out on the hand-made smokies end

What a way to be a winner
Hate thru the mail
What a live-home little sinner
Try him he'll fail
Signin up for duty in black now
Hatin it from PO Box 4
Hear it from the Lord of the Dusk he's a bore

Screamin to an evil 4-track tape
Plug in to his headphones for a so-called aural rape
Demon posters at his wall
Posin in the snow wont let you hear the demons call

Workin on a date with the devil
Stood up for the twentieth time
Lord of the dusk fuck-up dressed like a mime

No rush tonite
Can't get it right
No vampire bite
Just a little fright
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