Danger Liker - The Devil's Golf Clubs (feat. Jordan Cantwell) Lyrics

Now that you've tasted satisfaction and left your attackers blackened and crackling
You've witnessed just a fraction of the impact that you could exact if you honour this pact
You splattered the grey matter of your detractors, reacting to artifacts of old heart attacks
But through this attractive transaction you'll manifest these actions beyond abstraction

Take my hand and grant us immortality

For we who live by wretched pleasure must for pleasure fall

If I am all you've ever loved, then how perfect it is for you to finally be consumed by me
Let us be one/ Pledge yourself to my will and we can
Blot out the sun/ Swear me your soul for rebirth has begun

Now just force your mortal name down while the crimson ink congeals

You were always mine

This fury metamorphosizes all that it seeps into
But the devil doesn't always laugh, sometimes he weeps with you

I stand before you though you know where I am damned to dwell
And yet you assume that I had to escape from Hell
But where Hell is, we must be forever more

I saw the face of your god
And I know the torture of his deprivation

Those who laugh above shall howl in vain below
Gnashing teeth in the dark shall be all that they know

With hearts so petrified we will never repent
Unquenchable momentum, endlessly hell-bent
Hand in blood-soaked hand with the voice inside your head
Insatiable to the end
Tear them all to shreds
Make it rain red

I am the spirit that erases, for all that comes to be deserves to perish wretchedly