Bloodlines · 2015 · Track 05
Lord of Air
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He is the fallen, he is the wicked one.
I can feel his presence as the night begins.
You prowl around for anyone to devour.
No matter the strength no matter the hour.
Your serpents are wrapping around your victims neck.
They beg, they beg.
Father forgive them.
Lurking in the shadows looking for something to consume.
To get you with anything to bring you to your knees, he'll bring you to your knees.
He is the fallen, he is the wicked one.
I can feel his presence as the night begins.
He is the fallen, he is the wicked one.
The light begins to fade before my eyes.
Perverting your vision and leading you astray.
Exposing your weakness, making you feel meaningless.
Lurking in the shadows looking for something to consume.
To get you with anything to bring you to your knees, he'll bring you to your knees.
He is the fallen, he is the wicked one.
I can feel his presence as the night begins.
He is the fallen, he is the wicked one.
The light begins to fade before my eyes.
As the night comes to an end, It's time to face your demons or
FACE YOUR MAKER.