Beehoover - Army of Good Evil Lyrics

Before the world goes to hell
We will and kill
What burdens us as a consequence
Of all our sins
Your paw in my hand
Makes me sense your anger
Brothers in spirit
Bonded as true metal warriors

666 floors down
We go the vent of an erupting volcano
In this wannabe hell
I wear a sweater
I need to show sucker lucifer
How a serious job is done

I've got the right gadget in my wallet
And the beast as a mythic knick-knack
Your cosmic trickery is so out of style
A chelsea grin, a glasgow smile
For the devil

I'm a rocker knight
An unfair fight
You're done

667 impeccable souls
Leashed with reins of lightning
My army of good evil
Crusade for the better

In a jet of light i rise again
Tall and sgrong i am
Standing on my dragon

In a jet of power i rise again
Snorting toxic gases
Of all burnt human lapses

In a jet of power i rise again
To show sucker lucifer
How a serious job is done