Way down down

Where the sage grass don’t grow

Strange wild hell fire rages so white hot

Until I say you’ve got no reason to

I’m ratching it up

I won’t claim the victim,

I’m off the chain I sic ‘em

They’ll have to taste my venom

I won’t be slaved I want freedom

Hooray my anthem cuts deep 10,000 phantoms

Wet and slippery, they cannot hold

They’re asking where do phantoms go

I plucked all the low dangled fruit that I taste

Saw the blood of a million souls on death angels face (Oh no)

Until I say you won’t have breathing room

I’m snatching it up

And still you’ll have to bow to kingdom rules I’ve had enough

And I won’t claim the victim my dagger blade deep in ‘em

They’ll have to taste my venom

I won’t be slaved, I want freedom

Hooray my anthem cuts deep 10,000 phantoms

Wet and slippery they cannot hold

They’re asking where do phantoms go

I’m off the throne rise up dry bones

We’re on the chase we’re the unknown and we’re riding in the air

We’re the tribe awake in cyber age

The smoke that rise in Zion

And we’re riding in the air

I’m a long way from home

Fighting but not alone

Fighting not alone yeah

Long as I’ve been gone

I might oughta write a song

Still gonna soldier on on

Until I say you’ve got no breathing room

I’m snatching it up

I won’t claim the victim

I’m off the chain I sic ‘em

They’ll have to taste my venom

I won’t be slaved I want freedom

Hooray my anthem

Cuts deep 10,000 phantoms

Wet and slippery, they cannot hold

They’re asking where do phantoms go

We’re the tribe awake in cyber age the smoke that rise in Zion