Goatking

from zendrayk - Sunday, June 12, 2005
accessed 980 times

A little song I wrote up one day to glorify the tattoo of a satyr I'd gotten down my leg.

I know all your secret faces; I live where your demons hide

Lick my horn I'll take you places; I'm the one that gets you high

I am the one that gets you hiiiiiggghhhh

get in the ring feel the sting, ain't no thing but the

muthafuckin goatking

make it slide, feel it burn; your blood siiiings,

I am the goatking

Staring through your vacant eyes; feel the beast inside of you

keep on rolling don't ask why; I am that thing that moves in you

I am the one that gets you high

get in the ring feel the sting, ain't no thing but the

motherfucking goatking

make it slide, feel it burn; your blood siiiings,

I am the goatking

Sick inside such twisted shit, do I care? no not a bit!

Stay away bitch I'm contagious, feel my heat yeah your blood rages

suck it up I'm going down, feel the room spin round and round?

I'm done, through, I can't go back, I feel nothing, fade to black

get in the ring feel the sting, ain't no thing but the

motherfucking goatking

make it slide, feel it burn; your blood siiiings,

I am the goatking