歌词
Kinda like a dog with seven pupils in its eye
Kinda like a madness that refuses to subside
Kinda like everything you want just within your grasp
Kinda like how a banshee-wail dances on a living heart
I'm gonna stand at the top of the world
Challenge the heavens
Gonna bring you god
Gonna bring you god
In the pain of the left hand
Black
Gonna bring you god
Kinda like when the sun goes down
And darkness makes its climb
Kinda like all your muscle tissue
Starting to unwind
Kinda like if you brave the hate
Feed it to the left hand black
How I know
I can take their power
Send it back at
Triple times strength
How I see the battle
And the bleeding
Human race
How I miss the taste of it
It's sweet and warm
Embrace
How I see the world's demise
Its last and final gasp
How I see reality explode
Into another kind of life
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