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Atlas Stoned

Album: Tyrannicide
By:
Mammothor

Duration

7:17

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

Got out my big black boots to stomp my foes today Should have laced my running shoes because I had to run away Got out my big black boots for my revenge campaign Wish I owned an iron coat when the stones began to rain I wrote you a letter today, should have wrote my eulogy So you would know what to say when I meet my destiny If the shadows black out the sun then I will be overrun If the ground begins to shake I'll have a final prayer to make Hold the weight of the world on my back I suffer in crumbling skies under attack Hold the weight of the world on my cracking bones I fall to crumbling skies, I've been Atlas Stoned Jumped on a stallions back as the stones cancel the sky The horse threw me off just as fast; no dead weight so he could fly Rolling doom and raining demise, day of vengeance not so wise Time to get stoned and face the facts Nothing survives when the atlas cracks I've felt so alone My empathy cradles me I've felt so much despair No one to comfort me I face desolation In your arms so cold Peace with elimination In the eclipse of the stones Got out my big black boots to stomp my foes today Threw away my running shoes; In the shadows I wont run away Got out my big black boots to finish my revenge campaign The stones dust on my iron coat Now the atlas has some big boot stains

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