Mangekyō Songtext
von Alpha Wolf

Signed the crooked line with the son of a pig
And now you′re wonderin' why there′s a target on your head
Dumb dog
Bark a little louder so we can see the bitch you become when you're put on a leash

Skeleton crew on the graveyard shift
Turnin' out sites, buryin′ secrets
Pack of sick strays, hoarder of bones
Fashioned some friends so you′re never alone


Never too soon, the thread is assumed
The opaque get displayed by bullet wounds
What God can infer all your genius from art?
What God? What God ever gave a fuck? No
Slaughtered angels in a circle of salt (slaughtered angels in a circle of salt)
Rat traps in a rabbit hole (rat traps in a rabbit hole)

Prostrate in the shadow of machine grime
The second, third, fourth unbecomin' of Christ
Everyone dies livin′ a lie
So feed your belief and leave it behind

Dead of the night
Red glowin' eyes
Knife in my teeth
Oh, but it′s a gunfight
So keep your wits around your neck (around your neck)
And don't lose your fuckin′ head
Stay close to your silver bullet sweetheart
And show these bloodsuckers some sunshine