Paroles de 'Gimme The Go (Ft: Cecil Otter & Sims)' par Doomtree

Put the pistols on your sides
The hood, the nickel-plated knuckles
Duffle bags with our disguises (no surprises)
Just a simple way to pummel, rumble, mosh with human nature
Step in the fog and view the carnage
Labors of bloodlust
We combust
We’re sun struck
No room for dumb luck
She’s not my lady tonight
You pay me the price; we’re taking a life, like right now
We’re ravens of the night prowling
Howling with the wind
And yes we’re moving in, in on the kill
Definitive thrill rides
We’re living unlimited til time… takes us from the living kind
We’re anxious and we’re gripping time
By its throat and choking every minute we can squeeze and bleed from it
Feed our needs and eat the keep we reap from it
Slum it
And plummet into hiding

So with the fog at our backs and your gods on retreat
We’ll release you from your struggles like
Gimme the signal, gimme the go
There’s no odds to be stacked and no law to be seen
It’s just us and nothing but the cold
Gimme the signal, gimme the go

Manipulate yourself up out of this one, how persistent
You speak with venom but nobody is around to listen
No coexistence, give your death some sound assistance
On a mission turn the king into a pile of crimson
Soaked ground
Your ghost float around
You won’t see the round unseat relieve you of your crown
Vermillion spill out brilliant slow
You took the jewels, I’ll make that ruby glow
Save your cash
Wasted breath, I’ll take your last
That’s not a note in this bottle it’s gas
That ain’t a rose in my hand it’s a match
I’ll take what you can’t take back
Make the kingdom ash when the vapors pass
Melt down crown in a crucible
Make a carmine mist, no funeral
I will flush king heart if it’s suitable
And paint the town with his red, make it beautiful