High On Fire
High On Fire - Fury Whip lyrics
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Slit throat holocaust, Dark's the day of pentecost Waiting for the ships to turn the tide Black fiend, treachery, he numbers fall, you wear thirteen Pray the demons cannot kill the light Killed dead, splitting head, making sure the lion's fed Hanging by a thread that holds your life Pain King, suffering
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