Beaten Back To Pure - Acolyte lyrics

My words fall deaf on ears one hundred years and damned Wavering in my own f**ing dread We've all made out by knife and ambience Something for my head Sheep shank for two Repay, race towards the inner filth Crossing over the line, bromide Begone afterglow Retard yet blazing towards the Sun You know me, I still have to shine Semirigid and thankless Rot overnight Myself force me tomorrow life Now rest a**ured Too good for me was it the other way Ride on, ride on My ol' lady gives me doom by night I am thinkin' I'm the King of Kings Cripple june at night I lay down below Full of lesions but I am the only way Take it or leave it Rebel flags razor blades My soul swarn enemy Rising ignore my eyes Raging calamity lane