Tyranny Mutation lyrics

I had this bitch you see
She made lies to me
Her deceit ah, it gave me a chill
But I found out now
That baby, that baby ice dog

She said we would wed
In Mongolian country
Lilies shoot free
But she was a-stoning me
In the mountains, no
Her intent it was all too clear
All too clear

It was quite a sin
How the ice caved in
I was numb
I could not assist
Baby ice went down

Riding the underground
Swimming in sweat
A rumble above and below
Hey cop don't you know?
The heat's on alright
The hot summer day didn't quit for the night

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in it's spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

In the garden district
Where the plants grow strong and tall
Behind the bush there lurks a girl
Who makes them strong and tall
The villagers call her
Quicklime girl........Behind her back
Quicklime girl........Behind the bush
Quicklime girl
She's the mistress of the salmon salt
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl
Quicklime girl

In the fall when plants return

How could I fool you, I rest and assure you
Take it off from here and put you on the line, yeah
Your back to the pistol and iron bullets whistle
The landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine.

OD'd on life, life itself
(OD'd on life itself, OD'd on life itself, the power of powers
and once luminous spell)
OD'd on life, life itself

They held their heads with laughs of pain
They learned from men who’d just refrain
From glancing at a mirror’s face

Seven screaming diz-busters
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyes

On each and all those holy nights
When dusters dust becomes the sale
And lucifer the light
The light

They’re long so long this time of year

She got less than you or I
She got less than me
She got less than you or I
She got less than me

She get
She get
Tired
She gets tired

She got more than you or I
She got more than me
She got more than you or I
She got more than me

She get
She get
Wild
She gets wild

Ballin' all night ballin' all day
She won't ball on me
Ballin' all night ballin' all day

Canadian mounted, baby
Police force at work
Red and black
It’s their color scheme
Get their man
In the end
It’s all right............it’s all right
It’s all right............it’s all right
It’s all right............ah yeah my honies know it’s all right
It’s all right............it’s all right

Flights of black horseman
Soar o'er the churches
Pursued by an army of birds in the rain

None of them can see the clouds
The polished wings don't care
Animal waves through the hazy
Dreams full of pain

Wings wetted down
Stumbling on the ground
It all turns around
In the end, the end, the end

The voices sound deadly
Sometimes I hear
Echoes of empires