BOE - Dark Passenger Lyrics

I've seen the dead, my dying head
The blood I have spread on my own table tools
I crossed the line, thought I would lie
I'm a non-fit in citizen, thought I would try

Creator of me, give me release

I've been misled, I am misread
All of my thoughts are puzzle piece

Creator of she, mistress of greed

This dark passenger follow my lead
The thrill of the kill and the crime scene to clean
No trace of me, no place for me

How will I survive?
A trophy on my blood slides

Following the code
My calling card will be known
Following the code
Welcome to the horror show

I've seen the dead, my dying head
Tools of my trade cling film plastic wrap
I crossed the line, thought I would lie
I want to leave but the Devil is on my back!

Creator of me, killing for need
Creator of me, planting the seed
Are you with me?
Are you with me?

Body bags on the ocean floor
I am the Miami PD

Everyone around me dies

Bad spirits die because of me
Cleansing the world with my butchery
Is this a dream or a fantasy?
The spirit of life that now walks with me

I feel alive
No trace of me, no place for me
Born to die
No trace of me, no place for me
But we must try
No trace of me, no place for me
I feel alive

Alive!
No trace of me, no place for me!

I will start over again and bleach my hands clean