The Cull

Hail messiah, electric magma violet eye
Lake of fire, red iron bleeding in the night
Hail the gambler, devil's wager upon our heads
Burning silver, black horse rises, the king is next
Hail commander, horded riches snatched from the sea
Wrong your brother, black rider, black rider seeketh thee

Set them on me
Can't catch me
Bitch won't find me
The hunt's going on

In shadows, he'll come for you
Black rider

Hail messiah, electric magma, bring me the lie
Pray surrender, black sun charged across the sky
Hail the juror, brimstone fire, wrath of the gods
Rain of thunder, black cloth shrouds, will they be yours
Hail the master, fallen slaves lie in your wake
Kill another, the black rider standeth at the gate

Set them on me
Can't catch me
Bitch won't find me
The hunt's going on

Painted hands of red, when will you repent
Tainted hands of red, when will you repent

In shadows, he'll come for you
Black rider, is judging you
In shadows, he'll come for you
Black rider

Painted hands of red, when will you repent
Tainted hands of red, when will you repent

Fox tails light the way for our fathers
Don't start calling a cull
Fox fires light the way for our sisters
Don't start calling a cull

Painted hands of red, when will you repent
Painted hands of red, when will you repent