Spirit King Hurt

[Billie Holiday's "Gloomy Sunday]
Dearest the shadow, I live with are numberless

[Verse 1]
Weight on my back
Causing the shell of the sinner to crack
Light it escapes for the inner to act
Cutting my face as I enter the pact

Circle the track

Devouring beef, I got hunger for years
Ripping my flesh from depression and fears
Just to lessen the peace when the lesson's in tears
I'm finessin' the leaf when possession appears

[Verse 2]
Swing my fire
Feel my rain
Drowning the forest to kill the profane
Work in the Taurus I'm fillin the tank
Heard in the chorus I'm building my rank

Fighting to break, wolves in the chasin
Beating em back for the battle I'm facing
Armies of Aeons who passed imitations
Far from the seance they said to the nations

[Verse 3]
Chosen explosion, unspoken emotion
Corrosive devotion, they under the dirt
Silent alliance inciting defiance and violence in guidance, we never convert

Coughing up lungs in the state of alert
Blood from your tongue pouring straight in your shirt
From the shit that you lie how they fake and assert
What they make in the back so you wake and divert

[Bridge]
Keep me alive
Cut me inside, just make sure I survive
Fuck it I'm fine
Suck me I'll drive, your god as arrived
At the low of the line

I fuck with the forces who built me to thrive
With my hand on the sword and the filth in the dive
Planting the cord when I spill the divine

[Chorus]
Taking me under
Risen from gutters
Spirit King Hurt

Risen from under
Born in the thunder
Spirit King Hurt

Taking me under
Risen from gutters
Spirit King Hurt

Risen from under
Born in the thunder
Spirit King Hurt, bitch