Lord Of The Dusk Lyrics - Soaring With The Eagles At Night To Rise With The Pigs - Gluecifer

Nightfall and his axe is gettin dull 

Wanna burn a candle wanna burn it in a scull 

Writin' letters to a friend 

Stains of make-up smeared out on the hand-made smokies end 

What a way to be a winner 

Hate thru the mail 

What a live-home little sinner 

Try him he'll fail 

Signin up for duty in black now 

Hatin it from PO Box 4 

Hear it from the Lord of the Dusk he's a bore 

Screamin to an evil 4-track tape 

Plug in to his headphones for a so-called aural rape 

Demon posters at his wall 

Posin in the snow wont let you hear the demons call 

Workin on a date with the devil 

Stood up for the twentieth time 

Lord of the dusk fuck-up dressed like a mime 

No rush tonite 

Can't get it right 

No vampire bite 

Just a little fright