Black Spiders Follow

I've been washed up, by the seas
I brought Paris down to it’s knees
And forsaken, all the souls that come to me

I brought cleansing, to the Xué
I split California in two
And the Romans, was the holy and the screwed

Needs must as the devil drives
A plague over these lands
By my own hands
My Hands
There’s nowhere else I would rather be
Now I'm all the way inside

I put Lincoln, up for sale
I put presidents into jail
And I've tattooed, all the sailors that have fell, yeah

I've lead blind men, into coos
But the market is sorting my shoes
And forsaken, to give Eric Slade the blues

Needs must as the devil drives
A plague over these lands
By my own hands
My own Hands
There’s nowhere else I would rather be
Now I'm all the way inside

Needs must as the devil drives

I trashed Berlin, when it fell
I made liberty ring the bell
I watched wall street, as it crashed and burned in hell. Yeah

Needs must as the devil drives
A plague over these lands
By my own hands
By my own hands
By my own hands

Needs must as the devil drives
Needs must as the devil drives
Try to shake it out, but he’s deep inside
Needs must as the devil drives

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