With every womb comes a new life or life that never began.
By the womb of which some children come or the way of which a darker breed is bred.
We are the rogues of a dull society born without a soul to see. there are no dimensions to tame us. no god in heaven, no Satan in hell, for us the rules of story tales don't apply.
I can think for myself, they don't apply.
I wish I could say I'll see you in hell my friend, but I've got no soul to sell.
No soul to sell, no soul to save.
People stop and stare they just don't understand what it's like.
Theyre just a gentle lamb of god they cannot see our plight.
We ride day and night, another show to play, another brew to drink,
Feed the fire where my sould should be.
Enveloping flames eat away at my guts.
So ill do what ever it takes to feel alive. the devil drives a hard bargain. "give me your sould and you will live swimming in women in riches beyond your wildest dreams."
Leave me demon I am not what you've come for and what you will give I will get on my own.
I was born of this earth so when I die, in this earth ill rot forever. feeding your mother earth. so for now will ride chasing the moon with the sun at our backs. we are dark as the night, so in the night we will dwell like wolves in a pack. we shall roam forever more.
