I'm slowly losing my strength Demon's evil temptation Demon's conflict I live on top Of a huge tower Someone has put a knife in my back Demon's evil
Translation: Drag-on. Demon Of War.
a holy war in the mental Look deep into my eyes, you'll see visions of death Possessed by homicide is what I'm obsessed Giving niggaz brain dimples Dragging
, howling out immortal cries, a prediction of war, At war with Satan! The warriors gather slowly around The sacred city, Hell Satan screams a vengance On
ways I'm the warlord of war, relieve the raw dog Niggas ain't even comin' close to my low score Niggas fleein' when I'm rippin' on the hard core beat
killers, I'm on some shit they be on Hidin' out in lebanon House with the intercom Niggas is wild john to see the sinister on Money like maffia [? ? ? ]
edge where you can never break through Overcome, switchback, stand strong alone The good, the bad, the truth, the unknown Locked up at war with the demons
me with brutality, Talk to me, so you can see, Oh, what's going on, What's going on, Yeah, what's going on, Ah, what's going on, Father, father, everybody
share Carmilla's mask A gaunt mephitic voyeur On the black side of the glass Peering through the mirror Deep dark and ominous Consorting themes, demons
Soup up For battlin war That on the more I spattle ur horse Got battle dates on your tour Show up on you Battle on ur encore _ wit dis shit On ur mic
for the sinners? Feeding on the power of our fear and the evil within us Incarnation of Satan's creation of all that we dread When the demons arrive
sea Crashing yardarms, cries of pain A will to live, a chance to flee Panic on the boats to save Stricken hands the first on board Leading to eternal grave Dragging
We mobbin' on you muthafuckas! [Verse 1: Celph Titled] Yeah If there's one thing for certain, Celph Titled's a serpent Put on this earth on purpose to
from the primordial ooze, I waged war with gods and thwarted eternity! [ALTARUS:] Lord Angsaar, the Dark Liege of Chaos, was poised on the brink of ultimate
Soup Up for battlin war that on the more i spattle ur horse got battle dates on your tour show up on you battle on ur encore _ wit dis shit on ur mic
sweet music they make Iniquitous I share Carmilla's mask A gaunt mephitic voyeur On the black side of the glass Peering through the mirror Deep dark and ominous Consorting themes, demons
war with the demons within I fight to live, I live to win. The harder that I battle with lifes deceit, The stronger I stand on my own two feet. If I
