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Gunpoint

from Acids & Bases by Famitory

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Standing held at gunpoint
A rotten, red-eyed man
Said “don’t have much to steal,
But I’ll give you what I can”

Pulled from tattered pockets
A dollar and fifty cents
A blinding blast of bloodshot
Body full of dents

A shadow came upon them
A hooded wispy ghoul
And screamed in deadly voices
“you miserable mortal fool!”

Towering above him
“he was not yours to take”
A flick of ghostly wrist and
His bones began to break

--chorus--

Taken through the ground~
Never to be found~
Now that time will tell
In a personal hell!

--Verse 2--

Golden spires of grandeur
A palace built of spite
Their joyless faces blander
Than canvas painted white

Plucked a servant roughly
Ignoring pleas for life
Cut that peon’s head off
And fed it to his wife

A shadow came upon them
A hooded wispy ghoul
And screamed in deadly voices
“you miserable mortal fool!”

Towering above him
“she was not yours to take”
A flick of ghostly wrist and
The ground began to shake

--Chorus--

Taken deep bellow
Sins so clearly shown
Now that time will tell
In a personal hell!

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from Acids & Bases, released January 31, 2016

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