While they're all deep in slumber
I receive divine word
A sign will come upon me
To take a life uncured
There is no rest for the wicked
Let there be none for the herd
Outer beings crawling through me
I feel them deep in my skin
All of my pores are bleeding
Or another hallucination
Once the daylight dies
Hunting will begin
Live to satisfy
The voices inside my head
Take this blade, thrust deep
There is where the soul hides
Right in front her children
She's begging
I'm being begged
Wicked screams and laughter mixed
Yes the fear it drives me forth
Now this purpose has a will
Time to go in for the kill
I can't contend with the gods in my head
But I know I'll never be free
Once the night comes back to me
But I know I'll never be free
Once the night comes back to me
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Eagle Lake Slasher”
if this album is anything, its incredibly well rounded.
choosing to step off the gas a little bit in favor of a notably more polished sound.
I dont dig it as much as psycho, but I'd be a liar if I said this is isn't a radical improvement in quality. MyNameIsRedundant