Ballad Of Solomon Eagle (Live At Bloodstock Open Air Festival / 2012)

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Twisted tyrant master headed for disaster

Want the cities to crash and burn

Heading to the country, I know they'll never catch me

Take what's mine and I'll never return

Prophet to the unborn, primal need for scorn

Can't put a price on my sanity

Preacher for the suffering, I'm the king of nothing

But I will reign for eternity

I think I'm losing my mind

Got no conception of right

These visions scarring my brain

I'm slowly going insane

Come kneel before me, let the world abhor me

Words will lead you from misery

My own religion, my sadistic vision

Turning death into prophecy

I think I'm losing my mind

Got no conception of right

These visions scarring my brain

I'm slowly going insane

Sing it

But I think I'm losing my mind

Got no conception of right

These visions scarring my brain

I'm slowly going insane

Bloodstock, thank you, you're the best

Thank you so much, everybody

Cheers