Sinister

[Sample] "What the fuck is going on?" [Verse 1: Prevail] Wreathe the whirlwind Revisit the deep end Ghost town, show down, diamond head creek bed The fugitive pugilist Luminous, anonymous Doomsday is looming us, it's obvious Heal like the hands of a medicine man Decon feathers Flesh on bone Real vendettas Steal cantines, at least two roam on wild plain For my voice drain the gramophone, dance for rain Cloak and spell Choke on smoke from my broken quail Pray from the padre when I take you from your madre Bottom barrel rum, double-barrel light a broadway Derelicts of dialect Dangerous environment Lone star, no law will ever slow my hand So far, quick draw, quit while you can Quicksand suffocates and draws out the breathing Hallucinations follow And then, loss of feeling Chorus: Sick Jacken Welcome to the darkside With (??) counter-clockwise You lookin' through the glass from the outside Be safe when you come in Cause death'll leave ya mouth wide Soul, legs and the body Spirit from me now, rise I arrive to take lives and tell lives I'm wanted dead or alive, cause when the needle cries In your bloodstream I'm the one drivin' this lush dream Overdose an eye on you, so, don't ever trust me [Verse 2: Madchild] Hang the hang man Jesse James gang Guns drawn at sundown, fun starts from one pound The one pound of marijuana, new era Shame blue lightning in a Porsche Guerrera Still, I'm all heart This a mind true as dark To my dream team Til my death do us part Break bread with convict, real fucking killers Get clocked by cop with binoculars I'm unpopular But able to manipulate Your social circle You should just be careful I'm the Deer Hunter It's a tough winter Still, I'm inventive This a real friendship We ride under the moonlight, break of dawn Not actors, cowboy hat, mask and black horse Factor kicked in Commando Rambo Tahoe to Lambough That's when we gamble Repeat Chorus {*clang*} (Verse 3) [Madchild] Eight bars of bravehearts Circle through your brain, I'm perfectly insane Who wanna challenge the birth of Christ on The calender You a Scorpio on the horoscope World's ugliest man, plus I'm adorable Oracle that can predict intentions Still filled with tention, drunk with revenge While my enemies have lunch with my friends [Prevail] Children of the twilight, born in primal fury The hammer on the strings plays a death song wickedly Prevail'll nail through your heart, sounds painful Trumpets welcome me like Gabriel The Archangel Hollow images Wavering echoes Subtle differences, pinebox and shovel Barb wire, dynamite, switchblade advocates Starfire midnight full moon naturalist Repeat Chorus