Alex K Follow

Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed?
In the heart of the enduring
Cause when you opened that door, you knew,
well now thered be no returning
or room to mourn what we have lost
to wait while the willing, as you're the Hound of Blood & Rank,
and boy, you've got another thing coming.

Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me.
As though you want it to. Come on and set me free.

I'll dig it till we've made your grave. Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out and stick it in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.
Why the bother, you're no brother. Youre the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

Put 'em up against the wall, now they're all of no use to you.
God, it's time for the curing, only you're in for that big refuse.
Suprise, boy! This tide's come a turning. No room to mourn what you have lost.
On, no waiting while the willing, poor little hound of blood and rank,
who deserves every ounce of what's coming.

Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me.
As though you want it to. Come on and set me free.

I'll dig it till we've made your grave. Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out and stick it in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.
Why the bother, you're no brother. Youre the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

Come on, come on, come on, you've got to give it to me.
As though you want it to. Come on and set me free.

I'll dig it till we've made your grave. Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I'll cut it 'til I carve it out and stick it in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.
Why the bother, you're no brother. Youre the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience, while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

We caught you on the wrong side of lying,
within the dust we left you dying, if only words can keep you hiding.
Well go on, cowards we've offed you, cowards we've offed you.

I hope your life's a living hell.
It's all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy. It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.