Danemore - Year Of The Dragon Lyrics

In the shadow line of the seediest part of town
Where shrewdness meets the chance
Hidden in a steampunk like underground
Under wraps, there goes your man
A full blown Bukowski character type
Itchy trigger finger, heavy-handed and tight
Just make sure he doesn't have you in his sights
And even if so, no hard feelings, he's no saint
挂龙 (guà lóng), 挂龙 (guà lóng)
Watching over me
May your coils crush
All my enemies
Meandering through a teeming human trance
Setting up a puppet show, he leads the band
Yet beware and hold your breath, for in his glance
Lies the heart of a dragon, ever banned
挂龙 (guà lóng), 挂龙 (guà lóng)
Watching over me
May your coils squeeze
All my enemies
挂龙 (guà lóng), 挂龙 (guà lóng)
Watching over me
May your coils crush
All my enemies
挂龙 (guà lóng), 挂龙 (guà lóng)
Watching over me
May your coils squeeze
All my enemies