Tendril and Blade
Sweet Sasha turned 14 and the gift she would receive
Would cause a lifetime of self-loathing and rage.
Forget the boys and their toys, a simple life and it's joys
This bitter bitch has broken free from her cage.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
Faction war, she knows the cure
Blood and Silver in the night, This Hunter sees the vision so clear.
Gauntlet or Phalanx, to her it doesn't matter
Destroy them all! It's slaughter through fear.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
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Tendril and Blade
Sweet Sasha turned 14 and the gift she would receive
Would cause a lifetime of self-loathing and rage.
Forget the boys and their toys, a simple life and it's joys
This bitter bitch has broken free from her cage.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
Faction war, she knows the cure
Blood and Silver in the night, This Hunter sees the vision so clear.
Gauntlet or Phalanx, to her it doesn't matter
Destroy them all! It's slaughter through fear.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
Sweet Sasha turned 14 and the gift she would receive
Would cause a lifetime of self-loathing and rage.
Forget the boys and their toys, a simple life and it's joys
This bitter bitch has broken free from her cage.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
Faction war, she knows the cure
Blood and Silver in the night, This Hunter sees the vision so clear.
Gauntlet or Phalanx, to her it doesn't matter
Destroy them all! It's slaughter through fear.
She hurts herself to remind herself of this thing she has become.
Righteous, Holy, Angel of the Grave.
Abomination, the silver scourge
I grant you my tendril and blade
Unholy gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, I'll come for you.
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I want some more, now I want more
I conjure hidden in the shade
My final gift, tendril and blade.
Synthetic Doom, the Mechcraft plague
I gift you my tendril and blade
Abberant gods, like lightning rods
I'm drawn to you, my just crusade
1 down 2 down 3 down 4,
I'll kill some more, I'll kill some more
I'll end the joke bad science made
My sweetest gift, tendril and blade.
Writer: Kevin Snell, Mike Carol
Copyright: Lyrics © COHEN AND COHEN, Word Collections Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © COHEN AND COHEN, Word Collections Publishing