Grip Inc Myth Or Man
Sucked into vortex on a full moon night Air tasted sweet speed felt right Down winding highways following cats eyes Glowing fierce and pines my mind runs shallow Eyelids getting heavy the road tells me to follow Into the desolate amongst the remains savaged isolation Unexplained deaths in the valley The myth of the devils lair lies deep in suspicion And folklores for centuries Credibility never challenged Rumor panic smoke screen desire To conceal reality Nemesis or Deceiver, stench of natures dungeon Horror upon horror, shiver as the jackal howls Looking our from the hillside Smoke rises from the valley below Unearthly screams cut through the rain Every creature dies, paper mouses burn Tears fall at the Wall of Names Sacrifice for freedom, punishment or reward Take the journey of fear or hope Nemesis or Deceiver, stench of natures dungeon Horror upon horror, shiver as the jackal howls Lunatic fringe, aura of the shrouded pulls Myth or man beyond the call
