Amaterasu
Amaterasu
Amaterasu
Amaterasu
The blackish flame
This darkness is insane
The worst, there is no pain
The void I feel not sane
Without pain it feels like drugs
Rabbit follow to my clock
Dance around the moon you moth
That roller he be full o' bastard
Bling bling checks bloody diamond casket
Bring me back to the hellish lust yeah
Erase my fear like when I was a master
Of the Dead
Purple Moon, earth seems bitter, drugs?
Create a mirror pull it up
The shadow door seems locked
Can you have enough? Can you feel the loss?
Falling through it Backwards
With my eyes I set up
A blaze so flare
The moon turns black
Ready for the flame of death
He a sinner I like that
Back to hell we going dressed
For the party with our friends
Smokin purple haze
Finally in hell yeah
We Finally in hell
To hell
He wants to ride to hell
To hell
We want to ride to hell
To hell
She wants to ride to hell
To hell
I want to ride to hell
In hell
I guess you like it there
Hell yeah
Invading your mind yeah
The man
Is reaching for yourself
Cant help
He already set my grave
Rave in the grave
Morning, midnight, face
Mask on my face
A Shonen Sinners blade
While they reaping dripping blood
Roar that blood
Can a Phantom curse my trust?
Light it up purple pot
Polaroid filter for my shots
Pink Floyd critics for my songs