Vicious Rumors
Puritan Demons
Oh you puritan demons hide in your closets of stone
Are you so pure when the walls crash in and you're overexposed?
Gather round now all demons, taste of blood on your lips
One of your own has come crawling home and will you be there - No!
Come now hell fire demons, feast as you follow your course
Circle your prey at the end of the day, cover your tracks at all cost
Yeah, you puritan demons with your nose in the air I can smell you
Smell you from here and it stinks to high Hell!
On we go day after day, worlds collide and machines take over
Puritan demons display, like vultures they wait for death's leftovers
Bridges are burned everyday, lessons are learned and taught again
It's your time to burn
Look at all of those demons drown in a pool of deceit
Cut off your hands in spite of your face
I pity for you as you weep the year of the dragon
The metal dragon's a fire fierce and intense
I'll take nothing less, I don't have time for these liars
On we go day after day, worlds collide and machines take over
Puritan demons display, like vultures they wait for Geoff's leftovers
Bridges are burned every day, lessons are learned and taught again
The cycle continues to turn, like a vulture I'll wait
It's your time to burn!