Goblin Hovel - The Menace | Текст песни

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• Goblin Hovel
• The Menace

The revenant irreverent bathing in bloodshed
the sylvan entities bleed chlorophyll from green to red
you were doomed
for every second you're awaiting in the woodlands
the cold caress of carbon claws clutched in their green hands
here's your tomb

even a drop of rusted plasma bodes a visit
to turgid tongues 'tis truly tasty and exquisite

what came first, the stories or the menace?
what lives on, the murder or the legend?
(what dies first, the murder or the legend?)

I never claimed my co-conspirators cadaverous
they're only eager to augment my avid avarice
give me mine
A grinning ghoulish face awaits within the darkness
is it a wonder how the stories got their start? it's
killing time

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