Goatlord

Night shadiness

Goatlord
I cannot to go from that pub
Twlight streets cold and scarcity
All begging for food
Vitiating waylayers and whores are usual
And i have only a opened bar for i to drink
A brandy rum or a whisky with ice
Night for search for sex drunks and sodomy

After the drunkenness metal is the sounding track´s
Roving by the streets so crazy
With slow reflex i´m alcohol´s victim
The streets will be my home until tomorrow

I´ve poison blood running in my veins
Schizo mind noise and voices
Sometimes i´m a cabbage head foreign and lost
And still i live of night´s orgy all outsider

My neurons burn down thousand for second
Waiting through the last day to go on again!

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