Ridin Real Nice in the black demon
Figure I got ice, for the answer Prada scene
Stiff in the air, winter colds stare
Figure I couldn't care, I don't care
Feeling real nice in the black demon
Hells baby, with some angel wings
Savior of the weak
Slayer of the holy
Figure I got the whistle
For my forests spirits
I'll stay at home all day, regain the strength to deal with the fiends that use my special energy
Gliding, the ice never cracks when I dance
Conjure the soul I lost in the sea of lying
The soul mended, the soul crushed,
Stepped on by those needy to my sparkling lush
Winds whistle, sailor moon and the blood shed of fools
Falling in love when the hearts most cold
Yet nude
It's a fools game, I'll be up there soon, blind Joan of arc, with the soul of a mighty 27 carve
Ridin Real Nice in the black demon
Figure I got ice, for the answer Prada scene
Stiff in the air, winter colds stare
Figure I couldn't care, I don't care
Feeling real nice in the black demon
Hells baby, with some angel wings
Savior of the weak
Slayer of the holy
Figure I got the whistle
For my forests spirits