The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Glory Kingdom | Текст песни

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I am a man who hunts at night
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace.
In a crumbling civilization, there is only one place to journey to.

With my dogs, I will search.
Mush mush mush mush
Pray for the Kingdom.

A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains.
My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh.

Pray for the Kingdom.

I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed.
The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon.

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