Testi:
Hunt Miles

The amount of pressure that it takes to bust a nut It's the head rush, from the sound cut Establish my noise, sound wave hunt Alchemist, purifyin' notes

We hold the seeds of metal And we scatter them around We'll eat you up - and spit you out Like a pack of wolves on the hunt We are the kings of madness

alive well it's hard to say It was kissing my eyelids and burning my face away Dying felt so goddamn good today We dance the electric Pagan Love Song We hunt

We will all bathe in the blood of hounds Howls heard for miles around In dog's blood we will all drown Howls heard for miles around In dog's blood we

secret I'm reachin beyond that cheap talk Cause we fought battles and this water make yo' trunk rattle So if it's beef you searchin fo' I run with poachers who hunt

sharpened teeth With her armies raised from suffering To ascend on jet black wings She'd break off holy limbs On the racks of her witch hunt And crush

the astral snow, devouring your soul So I got on the horse and I rode for miles, but I did not see my face Riding the dark horse, hunting and speeding

the brain tissue The shells was evidence, of a violent event That left a young dealer bent, from a hundred rounds spent The lifestyle, is a thousand miles

move the people, with sharp darts to the ear hole And terror spin, veteran style, ghetto child Call his name, hear it echo for miles Check my fouls, before