Song | Rock And Roll |
Artist | Edan |
Album | Beauty & The Beat |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I be the headbanger with the double-edged razor | |
The breathtaker, dragon slayer slash savior | |
Assassinator, flame thrower, fascinator | |
My dagger blade cascade and catch you later | |
Captivator, spectator, activator | |
Palladium's packed, they pay me in stacks of paper | |
Aggravated assault, halt the path of strangers | |
The strangler, long ranger, the devil devastator | |
Educated rebel with the heavy metal flavor | |
Levels is elevated through decibels of danger | |
Volts from the generator blow the detonator | |
Decimate the place and left the radius a crater | |
I cater to the greater entertainer | |
And blaze the remainder with the energy of anger | |
Celebrate the maker, I mutilate later | |
And play a naysayer like a amplified bass player | |
The | |
riders on the storm | |
enter when | |
Doors | |
open | |
To bring raw dosage in the form of swarmed locusts | |
Beatles | |
and | |
birds | |
that seem evil and absurd | |
Gather with | |
the eagles | |
who swerve to form herds | |
Butterflies made of Iron | |
ride the horizon | |
Giving | |
credence to the revival | |
of Poseidon | |
Who feeds in the clearwater, you fear slaughter | |
But | |
Lovecraft | |
author pens the horror for tomorrow | |
Zombies | |
and walking dead stalk the | |
Talking Heads | |
Insects with awkward legs haunt with awful dread | |
All along the web the thread remains red | |
With bloodshed that led to where the | |
little feet | |
fled | |
To lost places, thoughts lost for all ages | |
Where | |
small faces | |
sit on the walls of tall mazes | |
That overlook the | |
13th Floor | |
with long gazes | |
Connected to the earthly core through | |
Elevators | |
Check it, the | |
Underground is made of Velvet | |
Where butter-soft brothers talk tough on wax but ain't sell shit | |
Every cracker that rap ain't the | |
Elvis | |
My | |
Aqualung | |
cultivates the | |
Blue Öyster | |
shellfish | |
I design my | |
Pearls Before Swine | |
And form rhymes that take you to a world before time | |
Where living things coexisted with | |
Crimson Kings | |
Who on | |
the Moon's Dark Side | |
painted pretty things | |
That illustrated lessonm conceived by the | |
The Mothers of Invention | |
Who also built the | |
Stairway To Heaven | |
; it's a present | |
Only to be stolen by a thief, the | |
Judas Priest | |
Who unleashed his devil magic | |
My mental fabric: too thick for | |
Lenny Kravitz | |
Who imitates | |
Jimi Hendrix | |
in every facet | |
Semi-Automatic Rap Heavy Metal Jackets | |
Kill with mathematics to build on | |
Black Sabbath |
I be the headbanger with the doubleedged razor | |
The breathtaker, dragon slayer slash savior | |
Assassinator, flame thrower, fascinator | |
My dagger blade cascade and catch you later | |
Captivator, spectator, activator | |
Palladium' s packed, they pay me in stacks of paper | |
Aggravated assault, halt the path of strangers | |
The strangler, long ranger, the devil devastator | |
Educated rebel with the heavy metal flavor | |
Levels is elevated through decibels of danger | |
Volts from the generator blow the detonator | |
Decimate the place and left the radius a crater | |
I cater to the greater entertainer | |
And blaze the remainder with the energy of anger | |
Celebrate the maker, I mutilate later | |
And play a naysayer like a amplified bass player | |
The | |
riders on the storm | |
enter when | |
Doors | |
open | |
To bring raw dosage in the form of swarmed locusts | |
Beatles | |
and | |
birds | |
that seem evil and absurd | |
Gather with | |
the eagles | |
who swerve to form herds | |
Butterflies made of Iron | |
ride the horizon | |
Giving | |
credence to the revival | |
of Poseidon | |
Who feeds in the clearwater, you fear slaughter | |
But | |
Lovecraft | |
author pens the horror for tomorrow | |
Zombies | |
and walking dead stalk the | |
Talking Heads | |
Insects with awkward legs haunt with awful dread | |
All along the web the thread remains red | |
With bloodshed that led to where the | |
little feet | |
fled | |
To lost places, thoughts lost for all ages | |
Where | |
small faces | |
sit on the walls of tall mazes | |
That overlook the | |
13th Floor | |
with long gazes | |
Connected to the earthly core through | |
Elevators | |
Check it, the | |
Underground is made of Velvet | |
Where buttersoft brothers talk tough on wax but ain' t sell shit | |
Every cracker that rap ain' t the | |
Elvis | |
My | |
Aqualung | |
cultivates the | |
Blue yster | |
shellfish | |
I design my | |
Pearls Before Swine | |
And form rhymes that take you to a world before time | |
Where living things coexisted with | |
Crimson Kings | |
Who on | |
the Moon' s Dark Side | |
painted pretty things | |
That illustrated lessonm conceived by the | |
The Mothers of Invention | |
Who also built the | |
Stairway To Heaven | |
it' s a present | |
Only to be stolen by a thief, the | |
Judas Priest | |
Who unleashed his devil magic | |
My mental fabric: too thick for | |
Lenny Kravitz | |
Who imitates | |
Jimi Hendrix | |
in every facet | |
SemiAutomatic Rap Heavy Metal Jackets | |
Kill with mathematics to build on | |
Black Sabbath |
I be the headbanger with the doubleedged razor | |
The breathtaker, dragon slayer slash savior | |
Assassinator, flame thrower, fascinator | |
My dagger blade cascade and catch you later | |
Captivator, spectator, activator | |
Palladium' s packed, they pay me in stacks of paper | |
Aggravated assault, halt the path of strangers | |
The strangler, long ranger, the devil devastator | |
Educated rebel with the heavy metal flavor | |
Levels is elevated through decibels of danger | |
Volts from the generator blow the detonator | |
Decimate the place and left the radius a crater | |
I cater to the greater entertainer | |
And blaze the remainder with the energy of anger | |
Celebrate the maker, I mutilate later | |
And play a naysayer like a amplified bass player | |
The | |
riders on the storm | |
enter when | |
Doors | |
open | |
To bring raw dosage in the form of swarmed locusts | |
Beatles | |
and | |
birds | |
that seem evil and absurd | |
Gather with | |
the eagles | |
who swerve to form herds | |
Butterflies made of Iron | |
ride the horizon | |
Giving | |
credence to the revival | |
of Poseidon | |
Who feeds in the clearwater, you fear slaughter | |
But | |
Lovecraft | |
author pens the horror for tomorrow | |
Zombies | |
and walking dead stalk the | |
Talking Heads | |
Insects with awkward legs haunt with awful dread | |
All along the web the thread remains red | |
With bloodshed that led to where the | |
little feet | |
fled | |
To lost places, thoughts lost for all ages | |
Where | |
small faces | |
sit on the walls of tall mazes | |
That overlook the | |
13th Floor | |
with long gazes | |
Connected to the earthly core through | |
Elevators | |
Check it, the | |
Underground is made of Velvet | |
Where buttersoft brothers talk tough on wax but ain' t sell shit | |
Every cracker that rap ain' t the | |
Elvis | |
My | |
Aqualung | |
cultivates the | |
Blue yster | |
shellfish | |
I design my | |
Pearls Before Swine | |
And form rhymes that take you to a world before time | |
Where living things coexisted with | |
Crimson Kings | |
Who on | |
the Moon' s Dark Side | |
painted pretty things | |
That illustrated lessonm conceived by the | |
The Mothers of Invention | |
Who also built the | |
Stairway To Heaven | |
it' s a present | |
Only to be stolen by a thief, the | |
Judas Priest | |
Who unleashed his devil magic | |
My mental fabric: too thick for | |
Lenny Kravitz | |
Who imitates | |
Jimi Hendrix | |
in every facet | |
SemiAutomatic Rap Heavy Metal Jackets | |
Kill with mathematics to build on | |
Black Sabbath |