Текст и слова песни The Number Twelve Looks Like You – Glory Kingdom
I am a man who hunts at night
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace
In a crumbling civilization there is only one place to journey to
With my dogs I will search
Mosh mosh mosh mosh
Mosh mosh mosh mosh
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains
My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed
The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon
I am a man who bathes in tiger blood
I am a man with daggers in my smiles
Only the wise speak of a place with such elegance and grace
In a crumbling civilization there is only one place to journey to
With my dogs I will search
Mosh mosh mosh mosh
Mosh mosh mosh mosh
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
A dream of running freely through the buttery nipple mountains
My sword longs to be wrapped with flesh
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
Pray for the kingdom
I climb up ropes of leg, knots of skin for my feed
The kingdom lies just beyond the horizon
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