VINCENT VAN GORE Video (MV)

Midnight on November, that's for sure
Wrap a noose around your neck
As we free the f*cking horse
Vincent Van Gore
Casualties are art, I made a canvas with your corpse
Bitch, I'm in a mansion with ten bodies in the dorm
3 a.m when it occurred
Skelly's massacre
Paint the town red and put blood on your porch
Break into your house and we feed you to the dogs
Homie try to escape, but I lock the f*ckin' door
Bitch, I'm with my brother, we'll look just like City Morgue
Throwin' them bodies out the 6th damn floor
Man down, got a stomach cut, didn't say a word
This my knife, a.k.a. the sharpest in the world
Keep it messy, but I'm still with the business
I'm not a hero, I don't got a cape
But I can raise hell if I think that you witnessed
Look at me, bitch, you ain't wanted this fate
The hero dies, I'll piss in his grave
I heard they call him Tony Stark
Cause I put the iron in his face
Watch it spray, East from West
No recoil, bitch, I ain't scared
You ain't shit, face your fears, come straight
Devil's eyes when you stare
That boy pissed in his pants
Run from bullets, stain the carpet
Turn his body to a target, yea
Midnight on November, that's for sure
Wrap a noose around your neck
As we free the f*cking horse
Vincent Van Gore
Casualties are art, I made a canvas with your corpse
Bitch, I'm in a mansion with ten bodies in the dorm
3 a.m when it occurred
Skelly's massacre
Paint the town red and put blood on your porch
Break into your house and we feed you to the dogs (The hero died today)
Someone put his mask away