I am the liquor - Vagabond King | Текст песни

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• I am the liquor
• Vagabond King

You’ve run out of lies…..Vagabond king
You promised us fortune…..And left us with disease
From stones of wisdom…..To healing crystals
Eyes of the dragon…..And Mythical blades
Scrolls of procession…enchanted ruby’s
Blood of a newborn…holds power’s untold
Home is lost…..Heed these words
Lay these bones…..On sacred grounds
Weakness surrounds you…Your viper council
Trust in my teaching…I’ll show you the way
Your old religion…has failed you again
Do not contest me…You’ll reap what you sow
Now’s the time of the dead…Flowing rivers now run red
See the flames from the sky…By my hands you shall die

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